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Bran narrowed his eyes then "If you would understand she does not leave this land until Lord Victor himself comes to speak to me." Bran said calmly making sure to say it respectfully "If you can understand why, two clan lords should meet face to face and speak about a situation that cannot and shall not be addressed to yourself and is currently threatening a bond. Do you understand me?" Bran asked looking at the man

"Good choice." This spoken as Vincent now stands upon the top of that carriage. Thrusting that stolen sword downwards, it pierces the servant's head, pinning him to the ground. Landing upon the servant's back, he would pull the blade out. This one died.. it was not winged. Perhaps Victor's men were of all kinds. Twisting that blade in his hand, he swings it so that the flat whacks one of the horse's rumps. This would send the horses running, taking that carriage with it. Meanwhile, he would cover that servant's body in oil from a leather pouch. Closing the pouch, he shoves it within his cloak, only to drop a thick wooden match upon the corpse. Immediately the corpse bursts into black flames, burning to ash within seconds. Grasping the edge of his cloak, he would whip it forward, blowing the pile of smoldering ashes away. "I wouldn't trust him either." He finishes as he pulls a waterskin from his cloak. "I found three of them following down the road, all winged. They no longer breath."

Bran tensed slightly seeing the display that Vincent had just shown, his eyes had moved slightly watching the ash be carried away "Vincent..." Bran said for a bland call out of his name "So I take it you did indeed speak to the messenger that I sent." Bran hummed out looking at him seeming slightly meh about him. "Vincent here there shall be no trouble, do you understand me? You are on my land you will abide by my rules." Bran spoke in a respectful manner with a calm tone

Bran raised his hand suddenly "Vincent!" Bran shot out with a sharp hiss "First accept my terms before we even speak about the current situation, do you think it would be wise for anyone to attack and come on...you take me too lightly." Bran smirked as he spoke "Once you have agreed to what I had we will discuss her situation do you understand me?" Bran barked once again

It is apparent that Bran does not understand the avalanche that precariously hangs above his head. "I would not accept terms I have already been following. Even now, the enemy watches. Every moment, you find yourself surrounded from afar with hands that can reach in and take whenever they please. Therefore we are wasting time. This has nothing to do with your skill, Bran. This has to do with you saving your land from disaster." He would spit aside before continuing. "I will wait in the woods tonight for whomever decides to come. For all of your sakes." He would turn and walk away, back into the wood which he belongs.

Bran shook his head looking at them "I don't trust him." Bran said looking at them "You two decide what you want to do." Bran took a seat on the porch sighing abit bringing his hands to his head

Bran smirked looking up thats all that was needed to get the answer "Take her please...get her safe." Bran spoke softly to him more of a plead then anything "Get her safe." He repeated

"Today is the first day i have rembmerd anything at all. Nothing about what happend to me. Bran told me somethings.. but the memories I have of him are not bad ones." She offerd back to him steping forward towards him so he could hear her better.

Ruckas patted him on the back a bit. He looked up then. "Don't believe everything Vincent says to readily let me tell you how i see it Bran. There is Victor's side and Vincent's side. Nither are ours. There was something i know that i didn't tell you." He paused his hand comeing back to himself. "I know who came after her that night."