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Ryken had fallen asleep in the chair he had sat down in, and stayed there for a while after he woke up. In all honesty he had woken up shortly before Tanner discovered Ulysses was dead, but he didn't show any signs of stirring until all the yelling started. He sat in the chair, silently watching as the scene unfolded. Everything seemed to be under control, and he appeared to be perfectly calm.

Inside his mind, however, he was seething. What, so he's dead? What the hell has this all been for, then? A waste of time! He did not hide his displeasure well, although there was little more evidence than the scowl that was quickly forming on his face. "Hmph. Could use another good fighter. To defend against what? Old men and spoiled nobles?" He muttered to himself. There weren't many things that could make Ryken act in such a way, but wasting time was one of them. After silently venting for a while longer, he rested his head in his hands, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. He wasn't likely to stay irritated for long, and it would completely pass once he felt like they were actually making progress again. When he raised his head, his face was expressionless, as if he hadn't been paying attention and had just recently woken up.

Ryken looked over at Gregor. "From what I gather, the guy on the ground is related to the old man, who died in his sleep or something. He thought Tanner did it, attacked Tanner, and Tanner almost killed him." He stretched for a few seconds, then continued. "Looks like a noble. I wonder if he's got anything valuable on him." He looked back at Gregor, then acted as if he had forgotten. "Oh! Right. Tanner and Pix got into an argument. I suppose he walked off to try and calm down. I don't really blame him, although it seemed like he just didn't like this guy."

(( Thank you so much, Denko! I'm glad that people are happy I joined ^^))

Leszya was still leaning against a wall, supressing a grin of amusement. Of course, if she had truly understood the severity of the situation her view might have differed. But for now, these were a group if strangers that just couldn't get a break. No laughing, she reminded herself. Think of the fate of the land-fish.

Shaking her head, she spoke " An excellent idea, Gregor. Perhaps worth investigating..." she began to walk towards the door, looking back over her shoulder. Her mouth was forming a crooked little half-smile she adopted when amused. She made her way towards the library, where Tanner and Lucas were.

"I thought I could be of some help, perhaps." she said casually, walking in the door and crouching to inspect some of the titles on the lowest shelves.

"He was a man of the cloth, and it's their obligation to record their knowledge. Presumably, he should have recorded his knowledge regarding this subject?"

She walked to the writing desk an began to inspect it, pulling a hair pin out of her long mane just in case there were locks to pick. She looked up at the two and flashed a quick smile.

"I don't believe I know your names yet, if you care to divulge them."

Andrea worked to tend to the man's wound, despite the blood. After a little bit she was finally done, a well-done bandage covering the wound thickly. Andrea looked at the blood that was all over her and made a slight face, grabbing her bag before standing then turning to walk back to the bathroom. Andrea peeled off her ruined clothes and tried to wash off as much as she could, although she was unhappy about the situation in the first place. Afterwards Andrea pulled on a baggy shirt, one she had stollen from her brother and looked around in the hallway for a moment before starting to walk back towards her room again.

Pix had suitably tied up this 'Sarte', whatever kind of name that was, and grabbed the bucket of water Kai had brought him dumping it over the unconscious man's head.
"Wakey-wakey, eggs and bakey!"

((Pix reminded me of The Joker from Batman for some reason XD ))
Kai was a little surprised by the water thrown at Sarte. He stepped back and folded his arms, wondering what Tanner and Lucas were doing.
Sarte shuddered as the cold water fell down his face. He had been brought back to consciousness and was feeling very groggy, the pain in his arm a little dull but growing sharper by the second as his feeling returned. His long hair had fallen out of the regal ponytail and was sprawled about his shoulders and face. He looked rather ragged, clothes covered in blood, sleeve torn from the sword slash, hair everywhere and soaking wet.
Breathing deeply, he realized he was tied to a chair. Lifting his head weakly to look at Pix, he said "What do you want?" softly and shivered.
Meanwhile, Tanner looked back to the parlor doorway. "I can hear Sarte is conscious. Let's see if he can provide any knowledge. He must know something useful to us." Tanner and Lucas walked briskly to the room. Tanner was still mad at Pix, he didn't make eye contact with him for the moment. He looked at Sarte coldly.
Kai was glad to see that Tanner had calmed down a bit. The way he had been acting way very different from the Tanner he knew back... home.
Kai realized he was starting to grow timid again. Remembering his newfound courage when they were outside the temple, he gathered his wits and started to look in control of himself again. Hand on his sword, he approached Sarte, standing several feet away. He wanted to be in the action when Pix and Tanner questioned Sarte.

Sarte coughed and looked around the room uncomfortably.
"The Fishmen? Why? Are you after them or something? That would be nice, they killed my nephew last year. I had family living in Yent too, when it got destroyed." He put such emphasis on "fishmen" it seemed like he saw them with great fear. More than the usual person.
Tanner rolled his eyes.
Sarte continued hastily, realizing that wasn't what Pix wanted. "Uh... I didn't know my grandpa studied the Fishmen, he's just a simple man. But he's showed me where he keeps his important documents, and journals. They're in the cellar behind a fake wall, he was always worried his notes could fall into the wrong hands. But if it's the Fishmen you're after I guess I'm on your side," he blurted.
"If you let me out of these bindings I'll show you how to get to the other side of the cellar..." his voice trailed off.
Tanner cracked his knuckles. "We'll be fine without your help."
And with that, Tanner, Kai, and Lucas walked quickly out of the parlor with full intention of going to the cellar.

((I have to go, but at least this is a good point to do so.))
As the three walked to the cellar, a "No" was heard from Tanner. Tanner felt like giving Sarte some slack after he had slashed his shoulder and didn't care enough to let Pix kill someone that had family waiting for him back home. He didn't want the killing of a bureaucrat to be tied to him, anyway. He realized at this point that they were going to need to bury Ulysses later. He made a mental note and carried on to the staircase.
Kai looked over his shoulder to see if anyone was going to follow them.
The three proceeded down the stone spiral staircase into the cellar, Lucas holding an oil lamp to provide light.