She would think wed be able to live by themselves at their age. Theyre on our farm! She lied, but with a bubbly smile. Hopefully Im inconspicuous, she thought

Damn...he screwed up on that one. "I see...could you give them this note? I could use a hard worker around, I'd pay you better than anything you would find here, if you are wiling to take my offer." He handed her the bowl before standing to leave. He knew she was almost lying...he had seen her thoughts of her parents. If she was smart she would read the letter first, after all she was the only one besides himself and the others that could read it. It would tell her a pay rate,which was 2 gold a day something that didn't come around often, and a time which to meet him to decuss when she would work. Little did she know though that it was a ploy. Once they were out of town he planned on showing them the real reason why he chose them.

"Hmm... oh, okay." She watched him leave, her head still tilted to the side as questions ran through her head. She ignored them and decided to read the letter. After all, what harm could it do? She unfolded the paper and skimmed through it. When she spotted the payment, her eyebrows raised and she began to actually contemplate on taking the job. Jatara then looked at the bowl in her hand, and waved goodbye to the Inn Keeper.

She left the Inn and headed to her home, not aware of what events were to follow.

One down..five to go. Though it was hard to follow the boy from before due to his inability to climb. So for now he had to let the boy go. Grumbling to himself, he made his way towards the market. There was a strong feeling of familiarity here. There was one such as himself around, possibly two. Corvo looked about the crowded area, his eyes first landing on a girl then on a merchant. The girl had rusty eyes, as the male had aqua blue both clearly like himself. The question was then whom to approach. With a steady stride he made his way towards the girl, snagging a flower from one of the passing bushes as he approached her. Lightly he bumped into her in an attempt to break the ice lightly. "Oh...excuse me ma'am." He said with a kind smiled, eyes again lighting up. Sure enough...she was of dragon blood. Good, now to just make conversation. "Excuse my abruptness but I see I'm not the only one here gathering strange looks from the crowd." He said motioning to his eyes.

Silent and quickly as a cat, as deadly and misleading as a viper, Nehele leapt down, on a stall roof, slid down, and approached the man with Crimson eyes. "Crimson Eyed Man." His own bright eyes glinted like the metal of knives.

The voice caught him off guard as he turned from the rusty eyed girl. "Please call me Corvo." He said with a smile. Crimson? Ha, his eyes were not crimson. If the boy could only look closer he would see they danced with the fire of the sun, and looked as such. "How may I be of service?"

"Ah. Forgive me. They must be scarlet." The edge of his mouth twitched. "I have noticed your interest in people of unique eye color. Do explain why. Oh, let me guess. I suppose we are some sort of magical descendent of a magical something. Do we have a quest? Is the fate of the world at stake?"

Jatara was about to head back home when she spotted the boy from earlier speaking to the kind man who had paid for her food at the inn. She decided to approach, to inquire about what the job was specifically about. With purposeful strides, she walked over to them and stayed silent- she would wait until their conversation was over.

Asha sat up and looked around. "I hate it when I fall off trees." She said. She looked up at the sky. "I wonder what it would be like to fly." She said with a quiet laugh.

Hm? Could you explain? Uaua asked, mildly confused. Her rusty eyes werent abnormal, even though they changed. Did she do something wrong?