Morgan / NB / witch / Teloiv, Jemma's Bazaar / Mentions: NPCs, Ghadir
Morgan dashed through the streets, not knowing where exactly they were headed. Just...away. That was good enough. The guard was further behind them, but it wouldn't take much. They looked up, deciding which tent to slide around first, but a stranger caught her eye. He was looking directly at them, pointing... Was it help? A trap? Either way, they didn't have time to lose. They nodded to the stranger quickly before taking the path, and the shouting of the guard and footsteps quickly faded. They stood there a moment, catching their breath. "Th...thank you..."

Princess Margeaux / F / Princess / Rohan, Noitara Pes / Mentions: Rowanne, NPC, Ophelia
"Yes," she answered with a smile, dusting her cloak with a hand. Margeaux caught the look between the passerby, but only chuckled. Oh Rowanne, it's so like you. She was glad she'd accompanied her today. It was easy to use protection as an excuse, but truthfully, she simply enjoyed the company. Margeaux was hoping, too, that Rowanne would agree to come as her guest to the ball at Del'ti Tnu - she very much was looking forward to introducing her to Princess Ophelia and Prince Corin, but it was still a ways off. Margeaux cleared her throat, folding her hands into her pockets. "It's getting later...would you like to head back? Or is there somewhere else you'd like to go instead?"

Shard Ka/ NB/ merchant and mercenary/ Teloiv, Jemmas Bazaar/ Mentions: Ghadir, Morgan
Ghadir Woods/ M/ warlock\prophet/ Teloiv, Jemmas Bazaar/ Mentions: Morgan, Shard
Ghadir smiles at Morgan and nods, "Don't mention it. It was nothing, really. Those guards-" he shudders. "I'm just glad I can keep out of their way most of the time." He tilts his head with curiosity written clearly in his expression.
"What were they after you for?" He backs up and looks around for Shard to smooth over the slip he had created, realizing he had asked a very personal question and noticing that he depended heavily on his friend.
"Let me apologize on his behalf. He tends to speak without thinking." Shard says and strides up to Ghadir, though he stops a few feet behind Ghadir. One of his gloves had a crude slice in it - probably the guards blade if Ghadir had to guess - and Shard stuffs their hand in their pocket before Ghadir could continue staring at the bloody line. Shard looks away though he sounds convincing enough, "I'll be fine."
"Now that you have successfully led this stranger away from danger, is your chivalry feeling satisfied?" Shard asks, stepping back and turning as a silent cue for Ghadir to move along and forget the person.
Ghadir still hesitates. "Is there anything else we can help you with?"
Shard whirls around to face his friend. "What? What more do you wish to help them with?"
"Well, we can offer food. Company! A place to sleep." The more Ghadir lists, the more Shard looks irked and confused. They didn't understand how anyone could ignore the fact that this person theyre helping could very well deserve to be in a cell.

Rowanne Kinigos/ F/ Lady-in-waiting/ Rohan, Noitara Pes/ Mentions: Margeaux
"Oh!" Rowanne looks to see just how late it is. "I was hoping to go to the library or bookstore - theres a book I've been wanting to read - but we can always look for it later. Books dont have feet to walk away with!" But people have feet and money to buy books - or just take off with them - just like you can, some dark corner of her mind whispers back to her. She runs her hands through her hair and smiles at Margeaux.
"Of course, I will follow you. If you're done with being out and about today, going home sounds like a good idea." Her grip tightens on her sword. She knows how dangerous anywhere can be, especially when it grows late.

Daren Falkson|Warlock|St'Nemunom woods|Lars
Daren heard a man whispering to himself, approaching the sound until he caught sight of Lars. Currently in the form of a small black cat, Daren said, "Who are you."

Lars || St'Nemunon Woods || Daren

Lars saw Daren appear and jumped back in response to his voice.
"Were you watching me?!" Lars snapped, looking annoyed, but didn't feel threatened by Daren.
"And who in the name of merlin are you?"

Daren | St'Nemunom woods | Lars
Darius stands on his hind legs, and his body changes, growing, until he is standing before you, human.
"I am here to get people like you to safety."

Lars || St'Nemunom Woods || Daren

"Look, whoever you are, it doesn't matter. I'm looking for my sister. Seen her? She's short, has feathers in her hair, can control fire."

Daren | St'Nemunom woods | Lars
Daren says, "I haven't seen her, but I will help you look."

Lars || St'Nemunom Woods || Daren

Lars sighed, realizing this guy was the closest help he could get.
"Well, you might as well know my name if you're going to help. The name is Lars, how about you?" Lars said, holding out his hand for a handshake.

Daren | St'Nemunom woods | Lars
"I'm Daren," Daren says, shaking Lars' hand.

Lars || St' Nemunom Woods || Lars

"Right, Daren. So, I'll assume you're also a warlock?" Lars said, starting to look around for food, as he realized his supplies were low.