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Lyna glanced back at him with a small tear in her eye remembering her beautiful staff made out of the rarest white wood the way it was twirled and twisted around to make a fine point with a small emerald in close in the head. " you haven't heard It was taken from me" shrugging off the thought and pushed back the tear she wouldn't let him off all people see her up set she wasn't that little girl anymore! She was just as strong with out her staff the only differences was she had to be touching the person she wanted to heal now and not just be around them.

She saw the confused look in his eyes "Ren" she said with a sigh " I couldn't save him I tried but he wouldn't let me I was to late" she said chocking back more tears. " We where out on a hunting party my father and I and out of no where this thing appeared it cast our weapons away and struck him and then with in that moment it was gone again." I'm sure my father protected me in that last moment but I couldn't fix it. "..Then he was gone I tried to heal him but he was already gone and so was his sword and my staff."

After that no party wanted her because she couldn't heal the mass she could still use a bow better then most but there where many more that where stronger so they disbanded her after all she did to help them they, they still couldn't find a place to put her.

There was a long pause before she realized the men behind him getting made and overwhelmed by all the people now crowding the street. "What are you doing here anyway and with so many guards it's really unlike you to have so much protection?" she said with a small smile.

“Hmmm” King James frowned and folded his hands in front of his chin. He hadn't heard anything fro that tribe sense the formation of his nation. To see this boy and his ability, it was unsettling but bound to happen sooner or later. He watched as the boy displayed his power and chuckled softly. As the boy walked away from him, he leaned back in his throne and watched after him. The boy joined the two girls but kept walking, clearly this group had just been thrown together by his daughter's whimsical ways. Raven trotted after Gyel until she caught up and picked up her pace so she could take the lead once more. She didn't want to be over shadowed after such a show down with her father.

The blond, however, strayed behind for a moment longer. She glared up at the King on his throne “You can fool the rest of the world, but you will not fool me. It will kill and feed and kill again until you return what you stole.” The man showed her no openings and kept his face as unreadable as stone. He waved a hand towards the guards and they moved in a little as she was non-verbally dismissed by the man. A low growl escaped her but the woman turned on her heel and followed after the pair who were now leaving her behind.

“And Ray, Make sure you speak with the guard. I think a little extra detail wouldn't hurt.” Raven heard her father fall behind her as the grand hall doors closed. The dark haired woman groaned in response and rolled her eyes. She didn't want to deal with anyone her father held close. They would likely report all her actions back to him and then she would never get out of his grasp.

“What's that place you spoke of? Esta? Is that where you're from?” Gyel had almost seemed sad when speaking of them. She couldn't put her finger on it but there had to be a much bigger story behind all of this. Hell the boy didn't even react well to his own name when he introduced himself to her. “Oh and your pay. Are you a few coins a day kind of guy or did you want a lump sum.” She didn't know if he still wanted gold from her with the job they now had. She'd pay him to tag along with her but she wouldn't force him to.

Yunari kept to herself at this point. She followed two steps behind the others and her eyes bore holes into the back of the young man's skull. Would he kill them all as they slept? Or maybe he was going to kidnap Raven. The ransom would likely be high. She hadn't seen his ability but from the way the kind and his daughter acted around him, it was a powerful one. The people to the south were once very strong, wielding dangerous but beautiful abilities. Was this boy the same? She looked down at her empty palm and bit the inside of her lip. Would she be strong enough to take him on if he decided to turn true to the mark on his neck? She could control her powers but they were linked with her emotions which often caused trouble. The other spellbounds called her a walking natural disaster but they weren't here now.

“And you, blondey, what's your name? This is Gyel and I'm Ray. If we're going to be working together, I think we should know at least that much.” Raven glanced over her shoulder at the strangely silent woman.

“Yunari of the Spellbound, Flame of the North and child of the lost.” she rattled off her name in a soft tone and forced her eyes to shift from the boy to the woman. “Do you have a plan, princess?”

“Just Ray... and yes actually. We'll have to wait till dark 'cause that's when the murders happen. Every good mission starts with some investigating.” She wasn't sure what the addition at the end was about but she'd heard of the spellbound from her father. They were a superstitious tribe wrapped in mystery. Her father once referred to them as crazy kooks but this woman looked very sane.

Ren sighed and rubbed his face, she had always been like this. It saddened him to hear about her father's passing, but it was likely to happen with all the hunts the man had taken on of recent. He motioned his hand for his men to go on ahead, at first a few of them looked around in question, but his next in command took the helm and marched them forward.

Ren smiled as he extended his hand towards Lyna. "Lets go get your staff." He said, the likely of them find it was rare, but he knew that they could do it if they hurried to the location, and this way Lyna got some revenge with his help. His smile was true enough as he starred at her for a moment before tilting his head.

Lyna watched as Ren's men walked passed them. Lyna looked back at Ren she could almost see the boy she once played with in the court yard of the castle before he became a knight and always thought he knew what was best. she sighed " We won't find it my father died two weeks ago plus they won't let me in close to that sight now because there doing an investigation".. Lyna paused for a moment realizing she was talking to one of the highest knights in the kingdom. "oh Ren? you could get me in there right then I could at less see if theirs tracks to follow?. She said with a half smile, cursing to herself inside, here we go again begging for help your not a child any more your twenty-one now!

"I don't have much to offer you for your help other then whatever bounty is on that things head that killed my father". Lyna new he was just helping but she would give him something for helping her it was the right thing. " come on" Lyna took his out stretched hand and began waving thought the the crowd she wasn't tall she only stood about 5'2 so moving fast though large groups was easy. " glancing back at Ren in his knights armor he seemed to be struggling to keep up she laughing. " seemed like you cant keep up with me anymore got all this nice new stuff and it slows you down". Lyna looked forward and saw the gates of the kingdom.

“Do you know your measurements?” Ray asked as they moved down the road. She kept a brisk pace as she figured he didn't want to spend much time on this business. Gyel, thought willing to help, seemed like he didn't really want to. Was he only in this for the money? No matter how much she thought about it her questions just went in a big circle, leaving her at the start line once more. “If not I'm sure Yuri will figure it out. He's a master with a needle.” Her was a much older man, one from the old world. From time to time, when her father allowed it, he would tell her stories of how things use to be and a strange device known as a microwave. Her father didn't like talk of the old world. They were here now, she was born here and that was just how things were.

Ray turned down a shaded path and then ducked into the first store she spotted. The entire row of buildings were shops but this first one was decorated with cloth and several displays of dresses and pants. The inside was much darker than the outside. Fabric rested on every available surface and there were three or four projects still being worked on. As Ray opened the door a small bell chimed and a dim light filled the room. An old man with thick spectacles sat behind a pile of cloth working diligently on what looked like a dress. When the lights came on he perked his head up and found Ray, he wouldn't be able to see Gyel due to his piles of clothing. “Ah, princess... I already had your father's shirts sent to the castle. Were they not satisfactory?”

Ray held up her hands and shook them in front of her with a little laugh “No, they're perfect Yuri, they always are. No I need something for my friend here. He wants something dark” The older man frowned and stood up to peer over one of his many piles of cloth so that he could see the young man.

“It's been a long time sense I've seen such a violent shade of red.... come closer child so that I can get a good look at you.” He pushed his thick glassed up the bridge of his nose and carefully slid out from behind the table. He was an older man, late sixties, with a lean body and poor posture due to his old bones. He held his back with one hand and the table with the other as he walked around the counter to get a better look at Gyel.

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The only indication she gave that she'd heard the boy was a little wave of her hand. She didn't like him and she wasn't going to give him the pleasure of seeing her upset. It was hard enough to keep her temper under control she didn't need some goading from a kid half her size. Yunari walked down the well kept road. Her feet landed silently on the ground with each step but the soft jingle of bells sounded her presence as the bracelet around her ankle chimed. As she suspected the cite was blocked off but only a lone guard was left to defend it. She slipped around him with practiced ease and made her way up to a large, dark red stain that was left on the ground. “So this is where you ended” She said softly to herself before getting to work. She pulled her long blond hair back into a high tail and wrapped a coarse piece of string around it to hold it in place. This exposed more ink markings of her tribe as they traveled up and down her entire body, back included.

The blond flexed her arms and stretched out so she would stay nimble. The motion showed off her toned muscles from fighting with wild animals. The strangest thing, and probably the reason why people looked down on her, was that she had no scars save for the one that ran from her back right shoulder to her left hip. One could just see the top and bottom poking out from under her shirt. She healed very fast and so most nicks vanished before they had time to leave a scar but the one on her back had been much more serious. She shook her head as she had no desire to think about it.

The blood splatter was huge, or at least much larger than one would have expected for a full grown adult but the condition of the body explained that. Whoever or whatever killed that man did it right here and he took his time. There weren't even any drag marks. Yunai bit her lip and glanced around at her surroundings. “He had a lot of time... and no one saw him?” Or heard the victim cry out. It was a perplexing thought. She would try to recreate it.

Yunari pulled her dagger loose from the back of her pants and held it out as if she were going to strike someone. She struck at the air several times before frowning, lowering her weapon and placing her free hand on her chin. “Throat... he went for the throat first. No screams.... major vein... It's as the chief said.” She'd have to look for more clues.

fallowing Ren over to what looks like a new crime seen. looking around Ren she see all the blood and the man lying there lifeless, she take in a deep breath pushing back the image of her father once more. She see a blonde girl looking over the body Lyna only hoped the blond didn't know the man she realizes shes holding a dagger. Lyna places her hand on Rens back and softly whispers a single work "slanu" just to make sure he is at his best in case the girl decides to turn and attack. Lyna didn't really feel any danger but she wasn't going to take any chances in this forest again.

she then steps out from behind Ren far enough away she knew she would be safe she stepped around to the side of the blond "are you alright?" "when did this happen?"

Gyel noted the man did not touch him and was still able to take his measurements rather quickly. He listened to the tale and he might have known the man as well, there was a story in his family that his father had come to the Kingdom, and at one pointed helped the King, but whether or not this was that tale it was too vague and in truth Gyel couldn't imagine his father doing much of anything that would help another person. Gyel's eyes followed the man until he disappeared and then was addressed by Ray. His eyes shifted towards her, but not moving in case the man needed more measurements, while he hated this he wasn't one to not notice someone who cared deeply for what they did. "We are the product of own misery." He said slightly under his breath, something his father had told him man times before.

When Yuri reappeared he was carrying clothes, and Gyel looked at them for several minutes his eyes shifting between the outfits and the two that were with him. He smirked a bit when he noted the princess was feeling up a dress. "Princess." he said with a hush tone with a bit of a laugh. As he felt the last outfit he picked it up and admired it for several minutes. It was beautiful dark that almost shinned, he stripped right in front of the two, his mind not concerned with who was present and dressed back rather quickly. After slipping the pants on he, turned to see how it fit and even once stretched his leg up along his back and grabbed it with his hands, seeing how flexible it was. His upper body was filled with scars, most worn by a few years, but one right across his heart shaped like an X from his neck, was bright red like it had freshly healed. Strapping on the shirt and jacket he admired himself a bit, it fit good and he had to admit it looked great compared to the clothes back in his village.

"I like this one." He stated with a smirk across his face.