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((I don't really know where the character details are coming from. First, she was just a picture in my head, and the rest followed a post at a time as I wrote...I've never even played Fable 2. Is there a character like that on that game?)) Zeke grumbled to himself quietly as the glow in his hand subsided slightly faster than the pain that accompanied it. He was glad to hear that such a powerful ally was back in play against William, but he thought it a bit strange that she would contact him for no reason like she had just done. Once he reached Canterbury, Zeke asked several bankers around town about seeing anything suspicious. He discovered that a shady character, answering William's description, had blown into town several weeks before. The banker only remembered him because of the strange machine he rode around in. William hadn't tried to cause a stir, due to the military presence around the keep of Canterbury, but the banks found their vaults all broken into just before the boy had disappeared. Since the gold in the Canterbury keep was plentiful, bank notes from the town were quite valuable and accepted mostly anywhere across the Empire. Zeke bribed several messengers to ride horses out in all directions, and scout around for purchases made with the city's notes. This would give him clues regarding what William was after, and where he might go next.

((Okey-doke. I'll look that up. ))
For the fifth time that day, Zeke was awakened by the rhythmic thock, thock, thock of horse's hooves, as he lazed around under a canvas canopy. He tipped his hat back, to see what the news was. The young page was quite out of breath as he spoke to Zeke.
"I...think...I...found...him!" he gasped.
"Why're you so outta breath?" Zeke asked with an eyebrow raised.
"Because I'm bloody terrified of horses!" the boy said after dismounting from his steed. Zeke snorted and allowed the brim of his hat to fall across his eyes again. The boy composed himself, with a nervous eye on the horse, and spoke again.
"There's a trading post not more than a day's ride from Essex. A pale young stranger's been paying everyone there for food, board, and building materials with these. The boy held up one of the Canterbury notes. Zeke took a look at it from under his hat...and noticed that the seal looked a little funny. The light made something catch his eye. He laughed out loud upon closer inspection of the note. Around the royal seal was a murky, crudely drawn caricature of the King, doing something inappropriate with a peasant. William had perfectly forged the seal and signatures of the bank notes, as well as hidden a clue to the true nature of the copies in plain sight. It seemed he was having fun with his petty crimes. Zeke continued to chuckle despite the page's confused look. He dug out a few gold coins and tossed them to the boy, handing the counterfeit bank note back to him.
"If I were you, I wouldn't take no more of them from nobody," he advised, gesturing to the note. "That boy's got more'n a few fake ones in circulation all over tha place."

Leon woke up after his rest and looked out the window to see Raphael walking out of the shop and heading towards town with a paper in his hand. He thought of tailing him but it would not benefit the mission so he decided to keep watch over the shop as that Gundam would not be repaired that soon.

((...Both of those cities are real! Rofl. *pokes the map on the screen*))

((Nah, it's okay. It's interesting. But don't use so many cities... D= You going to post as Willie sometime?))

((Sorry if I pressured you, I'm impatient and bored right now. Lol, *yawn*. I'll make a skele maybe for this new guy though, he might pop up oftenish.))

"X went to town." The red headed girl said absentmindedly, seeing William move around from the corner of her eye. Raphael yawned again while he walked, scanning the list and whistling a cheery tune. He went from various store to store, gathering the items listed, soon holding onto multiple bags. "Ach, she really loaded me down, didn't she?" He complained a bit to himself, holding atleast three all at once in his arms. A mop of red hair bounced over to him through the crowd, his friend jogging to him. He must have finished delivering the papers. "Heeey!" Raphael hailed him went he came to walked by his side. "Mind helpin' me some?" "No thanks, friend. I'm good." He cockily replied. "Agh, fine." "Oh, 'Was told to give this to ya." The man handed him an envelope. "Uh, Ah have no hands at the moment..." The man smacked a hand on his forehead. "Oh! Right!" Then he stuck the envelope in Raphael's mouth. "Mmph, rrgh..." Raphael protested halfheartedly, chuckling with his friend.

((Pssh, I know! You'd think that D.A.R.E. would start teaching kids in younger grades than 5th, for better chance to prevent them doing stuff, but no. Lol.))

"This is my home, why wouldn't I be here?" The red headed girl replied to William, and waved her arms around, indicating the hangar. She lowered them after a while, preferring to cross them over her chest a little defensively at the questions asked. "I'm plenty part of the Empire; Everyone is, right? Just because it looks like I don't, doesn't mean that I don't. My brother does the direct stuff, I just support his decision."
Raphael wiggled the envelope to the side of his mouth so he could talk easier to his friend. "So, Erick, is this what Ah get from mah efforts then? A letter?" Erick shrugged and folded his arms behind his head, looking up at the sky. " 'Guess so. You'd have to read it though, X. The guy I handed it to looked relieved and wrote that up quicker than a mosquito." Raphael nodded and tried to keep from drooling over the paper. He couldn't help it, it was involuntary. The pair continued to stroll casually through the streets before stopping in front of the large building. Erick looked up at the Fatum still standing alone, giving a low, long whistle between his teeth. "Niiice. I like the symbols on it. Great make also." He'd never been one much for giving details on what he thought in his sentences. They were short, simple, and bugged the crap out of his sister, Amy. "Thanks, costa pretty penny too." Raphael and Erick stood there longer, just admiring the tall machine. Idiots, the both of you...