Asawin nearly choked on his drink when he heard some woman near him talk about ‘hunting down magic users’. He was scared, sure, but he wasn’t in his magic form so he looked like a normal person right now. The cloak he came in with also looked like an ancient piece of cloth more than anything. He took another sip of his drink. Setting the cup down, he looked out the window, trying not to worry about this woman on the table beside his.
Hosea sat back and pulled his hood down, revealing his scarred face and the black eye patch over his left eye. He knew this was going to happen. "Ma'am, I got to this town maybe two hours ago, I come from close to a years journey away. I do not know hardly anything about this town. And while I have heard rumors of magic users, I have seen none. And before you ask I don't know where any would be." He was lying, but he had been trained to hide all emotion, so he was hopeful that she would believe him. He didn't realize that behind him was another wanted poster of him.
Because Guinevere was much taller than the man in front of her, she clearly saw the wanted poster behind him.
"That's a shame," she chuckled. "It's just that you looked so much like a regular around these parts!" She directed Hosea's attention to the poster behind him. "But I supposed you can't be him, right? Your nose isn't the same!"
Out of pure curiosity, Asawin turned his attention to the poster the woman beside his table had pointed to. It wasn’t surprising to him, however, that the man tried to lie about his identity. Magic users are being hunter after all.
Fortunately for him, the only parts he had seen pictures of him in wanted posters were by the outskirts of the town. He was interested. He was interested about how the man on the table beside him would take care of the situation.
Hosea turned and looked at the poster, then he shook his head. "No, that's me alright. The people creating the posters here just can't draw worth a damn," he sighed, realizing that trying to keep up the lie would be pointless. This woman was much more diligent than he wanted. And judging by her weapon, and posture she was a hardened fighter. If they fought they could tear the place apart. He didn't know what she could do, and she didn't know what he could do. "Alright, fine you won't get any information about magic users, how about that?" He was lying about not knowing where a magic user was, aside from himself. But he wasn't lying about being from a place about a years journey away. He had only gotten to this town a few hours ago.
If she attacks, I'm out. He decided silently.
Guinevere became more exasperated. "Look, I know for a fact that you're lying. If you supposedly just blew into town, why do they already have a wanted poster of you?"
Putting her right finger and thumb into her mouth, she gave a sharp whistle that got everyone's attention, including the bartender. She gave a silent gesture comparing Hosea and his wanted poster, and the bartender quickly reached underneath and grabbed a lever-action 12-gauge shotgun. The other residents grabbed what they could, either weapons they had on them or any that the bar could provide including chairs and metal-banded steins.
"Hey!" the bartender called out to the ones with improvised weaponry. "You break it, you buy it!"
Asawin raised a brow at the people in the bar. Maybe he was not expecting that, he didn’t know how to act in that situation. There were really three options for him right now; leave immediately, go with the customers or help out this magic user…
Of course, being him, he chose the dumbest option. He stood up and grabbed the male magic user’s wrist.
“Come on, catch up…” he smiled teasingly at the female before revealing his metallic wings and accelerating both himself and the magic user upwards, breaking the roof of the bar and flying off somewhere else. He made sure he had a nice grip on the man’s wrist, otherwise falling from the height of a skyscraper wouldn’t end in such a nice image. He stayed in the sky for quite sometime, still deciding where to land.
Hosea hung limply in the man's grip for a bit, before twisting around putting his feet on the man's chest and pushing away. Twisting his arm free, allowing himself to free fall. And to make sure whoever this was didn't grab him again he frequently slowed time and let it return to normal. He neared the ground and spotted and light post just in his reach. He caught it as he fell past, twisted himself around it letting go in a gainer and lander perfectly on his feet. "If I want help I will ask for help," he mumbled, pulling his hood up and walking away in silence. He came from a place where they did stupid stunts like jumping off places higher then the empire state building and landing just the way he had. It was a normal thing for him. And while he appreciated the man trying to help out, he hadn't been done talking to the woman and he could get out of places on his own.
Asawin cursed a little under his breath when the man fell on his own. Though, he decided that if someone was going to attempt to get out of his grip, it was most likely for a good reason. In regards to that, he didn’t follow the man down but instead flew towards a mountain not so faraway from the center of the town.
Tolkalee stopped outside the bar, and looked up at the sign. If he walked in there he would likely be attacked. However his pack was still in his room up stairs. And he needed it, it had his book of herbs that he was making. And it had the book he was writing about his times in a crazy lady's army. He could stop time and walk through without a problem, or he could scale the side of the building to his room. Either way it was a pain in the neck and he preferred not to have to expend a lot of energy.
Asawin came to a stop near the top of the mountain. He landed on a small ledge, barely standing on it. He looked down at the small group of trees beneath him and sighed as it reminded him of parts of his past. Though it quickly changed when an arrow came straight for his head. He knew that it was obviously one of those greedy humans as his quite the price as well. He flew down towards the miniature forest and began a hide-n-seek with the human archer.
Looking through the nice hole that the two men made in their hasty exit, Guinevere stood and simply sighed.
"Wasn't… expecting that, but alright."
"So?" the bartender's voice cut through the silent crowd. "Are you going to get them, or what? You said you were hunting guys like them, right?"
The huntress sighed again. "Yup. On it." As she made her way to the door, she stopped in front of a man quivering from fright. Clearly, he couldn't handle his drink nor watching an overzealous getaway, so Guinevere took the drink out of his hand, chugged the almost-full mug, and handed the empty container back to him.
Hosea stepped to the shadows before Guinevere came out. His dark colored cloak hiding all traces of him, his training kicking in to keep him completely hidden. He was one of those people that was only found when he wanted to be found. That was how he dropped off the radar for close to thirteen years, living right under everyone's noses and sometimes standing right next to them without their knowledge. There was only one person that he knew of, that could track him down. But that was only that he knew of. He hoped that this woman wasn't some super human that could find him by reading his mind or something like that.
Danny suddenly appeared next to Asa, surprising him. He had his Cloak on and his Scythe out.
"Hey. I saw you flying overhead and followed you here. I also took care of that hunter for you."
He had noticed metallic wings and knew it was the magic-user he met earlier. He didn't know who he was hanging on to though. He left the untalkative one suddenly without explanation, and he chuckled inwardly on how confused he must be. He noticed it was only Asa and was confused.
"Where was that guy who you were flying with? Where is the guy you were flying with?"
"Ah shit, where'd he go?" the huntress grumbled. Looking around, there seemed to be no sign of any magic users despite them blasting out of the roof not ten seconds before. It was still raining hard, so any footprints would have been washed away. However, the distinct sound of water hitting fabric caught her attention as she passed an alleyway. A good squint and a few steps forward revealed the cloaked form for Hosea.
"Listen, I'm not actually hunting you guys!" Guinevere whisper-yelled into the shadows. "I just need you to give me proof that I supposedly 'killed' you so I can get some reward money! Do you mind helping me out with something else, actually? It's a large commitment, but it might give you a place to stay for a long period of time instead of standing in rain-soaked alleys all day."
((I missed a lot, can someone catch me up so I can introduce Jidhr again? He was at a barn with Asa, but stuff happened…))
(Basically, you are there all alone now, Guinevere is hunting Hosea, and Danny is in the woods with Asa)
Asawin jumped a little when Danny appeared.
“First off—“ he started “—don’t appear out of nowhere again. Second thing, thanks for killing whoever was in the woods. Third, we were at a bar when the other person, who was also a magic user, got caught so I kinda helped with out… even though it didn’t look like he needed it. Lastly, I don’t know where he is” he addressed each question Danny proposed individual.
Hosea stepped into the dim light and looked at the woman. He was holding his dagger out of sight in his cloak, knowing that his response was more than likely to annoy this lady. "Let me make one thing, perfectly clear," his words were slow and low sounding. "Young lady, there is no one in this town, or the next town, or the big city a few miles out. There is no one that could kill me. And there is noway for you to make it look like I died. I don't play dead, and you can not kill me. Is that completely and totally crystal clear?" he stepped forward until he was only a few feet from her. He was talking as if he were spelling out each word to a child. "And as for the rain-soaked alleyway, if you have ever been in some of the places I have, you would know that this is like a living in royalty. Give me one reason, one really good reason, why I should help the girl that just had and entire room of people almost get killed attacking me. One reason, why I shouldn't just break your neck right now and disappear like nothing happened," his voice was dangerously low and threatening now. His one good eye, looked like it was glowing, dark blue, dimly.
(Jesus Christ Hosea… I might have to call up Connor or Forest to take care of you XD)
(This isn't Mr. nice guy. This is survival guy.)
(Right… still though, savage)
"Good God, man! I just need something to take back!" Guinevere shouted. "I'll even take your stupid eyepatch if I have to! I just need something to physically hand to my client so that they think I've done my job correctly! After that, I was hoping you could help me with a freaking war that is going on in my home! That's the whole reason I'm here! It's a yes-or-no question! Do you want to support the side of many magic users trying to prevent humans, dragons, and wyverns from tearing apart the entire continent?
Hosea moved his cloak out of the way revealing that he was holding his dagger in his hand. Then he sheathed it and walked past her. "No," he said over his shoulder. "I am not out here to fight another war for someone. I am here to learn more about healing. Find someone else. I'm done fighting."
"Was that so hard?" Guinevere asked. Deciding to end this conversation, she decided to move on and try to find that one who originally took off with Hosea in tow. Stopping short of storming off, she slowly turned back to Hosea who was already walking away.
"If you're not going to give me something, can you at least tell me where that guy who grabbed you went, please?"