Post by Drake on May 4, 2023 4:32:28 GMT
"That depends, would you rather risk crossing the sea to Leimor or follow the coast to Lindsfell? We could possibly rent a boat to the Icy Peaks from either, and we should have a better plan by then." She had reason to worry about their destination, there weren't many choices they could have made from here, and due to the manor reportedly being raided? It was wiser to follow north, unfortunately that put the sea between them and a safer destination, but if they managed to cross it, there would be a sea between them and their pursuers. A riskier play, farther from the turmoil back south, but much more rewarding if the duo persisted.
Ruby packed enough to rebuild her life, of course she would, the man felt slightly idiotic for not assuming so beforehand. Not many shared his life, detached from possessions and homes, there was no necessity to rebuild, no worrying about weight beyond what a horse could carry. Ruby hadn't given up her the proccess of laying your roots, albeit he suspected she would not settle down until absolute certainty of safety, that was yet another objective he mentally took note for later. Now, though, their focus was on the escapade.
Stealthily, if possible.
"Here." He extended a clenched fist to her, dangling from his fingers was one of the inconspicuous hooded mantles the assassin worn while scouting. "You should not appear in public, aos gaotha are easy to track, even if we catch hasty guards about to retire to bed there is no covering our tracks if they eyes fall on you. Not to worry, I will do the talking." It was not an order, merely a suggestion, yet it certainly would aid their cause if the owl formely of Grodrock cooperated.
"My horse is waiting for me beyond the gates, we will have to share until we are far enough from prying eyes, do you have any issue with that?" Another inquiry, there was no telling what Ruby had envisioned this escape to be, despite of whatever schemes Drake concocted, she was still the one ultimately calling the shots when it came to her own business. He simply stared at her, pocketing the two gold pieces in a considerably larger sack than earlier.
Ruby packed enough to rebuild her life, of course she would, the man felt slightly idiotic for not assuming so beforehand. Not many shared his life, detached from possessions and homes, there was no necessity to rebuild, no worrying about weight beyond what a horse could carry. Ruby hadn't given up her the proccess of laying your roots, albeit he suspected she would not settle down until absolute certainty of safety, that was yet another objective he mentally took note for later. Now, though, their focus was on the escapade.
Stealthily, if possible.
"Here." He extended a clenched fist to her, dangling from his fingers was one of the inconspicuous hooded mantles the assassin worn while scouting. "You should not appear in public, aos gaotha are easy to track, even if we catch hasty guards about to retire to bed there is no covering our tracks if they eyes fall on you. Not to worry, I will do the talking." It was not an order, merely a suggestion, yet it certainly would aid their cause if the owl formely of Grodrock cooperated.
"My horse is waiting for me beyond the gates, we will have to share until we are far enough from prying eyes, do you have any issue with that?" Another inquiry, there was no telling what Ruby had envisioned this escape to be, despite of whatever schemes Drake concocted, she was still the one ultimately calling the shots when it came to her own business. He simply stared at her, pocketing the two gold pieces in a considerably larger sack than earlier.