AabahranZyxivaan walks through the sleepy Hamlet at a leisurely pace. Most of the inhabitants are yet to wake, and he’s enjoying the chill of the morning.
“A lovely little day, isn’t it my pets?”
A rat covered in sores stares blankly out from his left shoulder, unresponsive. On his right shoulder a small dragon stirs, makes a huffing sound, then settles again.
“Lovely indeed.”
A pair of avians in armor stamped with the seal of The Professionals of Airia float silently behind him as he strolls.
“Now there must be an empty house around here somewhere…” Zyxivaan mutters to himself as they go around the Festival Circle. In a moment they find one with a pair of cats sleeping in a small pile in the corner.
“Don’t be afraid Henry, I’ll get them.”
Zyxivaan shoos the felines out the door and twirls a long rod in his hand deftly. On one end is a spike, and the other a large button. Runes walk down the rod, glowing with a deep blue.
“Space and time, mine to wield!” Zyxivaan yells to the empty space, and stabs the spiked end into the floor of the empty room. The runes flash with light, blinking slowly as though searching for a match.
Zyxivaan wipes his hands off, standing back to watch with a satisfied look.
“I suppose I didn’t mention anything about haste. But I trust he’ll get the job done.”
Zyxivaan shutters the two windows of the room, blocking off all light except for the partially open door. With a flick of his hand, sickly green lights fly up to the corners of the room and stick with a wet splat.
“No peeking,” Zyxivaan says quietly.
Strolling out of the house, Zyxivaan addresses the two floating soldiers.
“Keep the door closed at all times. Nobody in. People will come out though. Don’t stop them. If they have any questions, tell them they’re in the Hamlet and you don’t know any more. It’s a one way trip, so don’t let them go back in. But they can wait for anyone else that might come through. If you have any other problems, let me know.”
With a cheery wave, Zyxivaan walks off toward the market square. A moment later, blades fly through the air and the slith merchant screams in pain.
PS: would love the other player to post their own log here as well!