Makaze, Envy, Axis, Tequila!

You poor foolish child.

Tales are told of me, but only in whispers *untying cloak as conversing* as those who speak loudly fear I might over hear a bad word and get annoyed, you don't get to where I am without practise.

*Cloak falls, revealing a belt of almost every one handed bladed edge thinkable*

I am most knowledgeable of the sickle, are you Andrew, perhaps skilled in the ways of the Kukiri blade? I imagine not, as you would know it's grooved surface makes it the perfect counter to a hooked blade like a sickle.

Do you wish to continue? Or shall you sit and behave yourself now?

 

*Arrives with Recruits* Elder, I found them. *Points to Adventurers* Seize them!

 

You underestimate me, wanderer.
I have had much training fighting against the Kukiri blade, for I know the weakness of my dear sickle.
Now before you perish, wanderer, what is your name?
I wish to know of what to call you as I deal the final blow.
*smirks*

Oh my, I hope he doesn't see through this regime...​

 

Look at this guy.

Where are your recruits? You can't just say that they are here when they are not.

Makaze leaves the inn with Saxima.​

Words are useless now. Kill him.

Gorgon, you too.

Gorgon casts Shadowshot.

​

 

Ahaha, you young pup! Such fire, such fury, what a wonderful man you will become.

Do you know the joys of having thief roots? Our uncanny ability to...disappear *drops smoke bomb and exits the inn behind Kaze*

 

Tsk, what a shame. I was itching for a good fight.
Ashwin, the wanderers have gone. Shall we give chase?

 

No, please! I'm just a boy! I was forced to do this under threat that Mr. Tesori would be killed!

 

Pst: Gorgon, come along.

 

Don't forget me guys, just because I've been being lazy doesn't mean I'm not on this quest!

 

> As the adventurer departs, a Wight appears.​

> The petrified man crumbles into dust.​

Andrew.
It is me.
I am in the body of this skeleton. I am unable to wait for so long to do so little while my body is weakened.
I expected this to happen and transferred my consciousness to a resurrected skeleton after the bloody bandit fool petrified me with his pet.
See them off from afar. If they leave the village, so be it.
That is our goal, of course.
I must wait for a few moments as I reconstruct my body through my magic. Distract them by any means necessary, and make sure Ventus is protected.

 

Looks like a good read.... Oh well.

 

*looks at the departing adventurers* *to himself* They will pay... especially that Shaman... "Look at this guy, his recruits aren't here"... We'll see shaman... we'll see...