Seaside shenanigans(Emil/Lore)

[Emil Aurion]

Emil had prodded around Badon for information where he could purchase something, using the gold he earned from the thrill seekers, but couldn't find anything local, but what he did find was there was a town north a few hours that may have what he was looking for. He wondered near the edge of the town, looking for an unattended horse to make use of. He found out, checked his surroundings before he touched it, and kept his eyes moving to make sure he wasn't going to be caught as he cut it's rope. Wasting no time he took off towards his destination.

Arriving to Chedleop he began to seek a merchant, once he found them he entered without talking. Slamming a small bag of gold on the counter he had made his demands. The shop keep almost thought Emil had been joking till he reached out, grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him in. The two had negotiated for longer than Emil had hoped but he get what he wanted in the end. The shop keep opened the bag and began to count the gold. "It seems as if there isn't enough here. Do you have more money?" "Yea, but you'll get it when I have my goods." The shop keep frowned "That's not how we d-" "I don't give a rat's ass. I've beaten whole sale ass for less, I aint got the time to wait for you to fix it if you f**k up. I have a deadline to keep, so to get the rest of your money so do you."

Emil had made it close enough to Badon before ditching the horse and walking the rest of the way. He found a tree near where Loreley had wanted to meet him, he didn't see her yet so he propped himself against it waiting for her.

[Loreley]

Stupid... Stupid.... This is such a bad idea.  Loreley found herself berating herself for the time and place of the meeting. She'd picked it and there wasn't much to be done about it now. Avoiding being seen had been the concern. Well, they'd avoid being seen now. Now she was left with her paranoia and suspicions about the Captain though. Who said, what he said was so? He could have just been claiming he'd been hunted by people for... for.... She tried to come up with a reason, but there wasn't really much there to work with. She hadn't thought she'd made him mad enough with her little outburst to garner that reaction. She'd be ok, probably. She still felt herself struggling with baseless suspicions though.

She listened quietly from the treeline. She'd picked out this spot earlier in the day, made a little "wilderness" shelter in the thick growth near the edge of the trees. Easy enough. The foliage here was alot less stringy and wiry than what she was used to. She dozed away half the day in her little hideaway, waking to gulp down some water, and have a snack of apples and cheese. She waited the rest of the night away until the time she'd picked, and saw the figure of a man pacing through the field. He went to the big tree, and leaned against it, waiting.

She waited a little while, about a half hour scanning the edges of the field for her own peace of mind, then stood up, and walked around the edge of the thick growth, stepping out into the field and heading towards the woods. She nudged the worst of the brush out of her way with a walking staff she carried, until she was away from the treeline and it got easier to move in.

Once she was close enough, she spoke up quietly. She wasn't going to raise her voice out here in the field.She wasn't planning on it, at least. "You said you needed to talk to me. What's going on, Captain?"

[Emil Aurion]

Emil hadn't been waiting too long before Loreley showed up, which was a good thing. If he had waited another fifteen minutes he would have assumed she stood him up and left. "Popular port towns like this is a gold mind to pirates. They wait out at sea for merchant ships to pass before they raid them. Some times they dock themselves scouting out potential targets, then set sail ahead of them. My flyer attracted their attention it seems, people who could afford the trip was obviously rich.

"Those guys in the tavern, they've been showing up shortly after I put it out, sitting in the same spot watching me. They got all of the information they wanted, I'm not sure if they're going to show up or not but I hope they do." Pushing himself off the tree he began to pace towards Loreley, then back to the tree, and back to her a few times. "To be an archer you must have a keen sight, be able to judge the distance and how to adjust your aim based on the wind all on the fly. I'm a pretty decent shot myself, I assume that you are as well. You carry yourself like a good archer, you don't draw too much attention to yourself, outside of that one small stint."

Emil reached the tree one last time, spun around on his heel and began to walk towards Loreley again, stopping in front of her and placed his left hand on her shoulder. "Say, have you ever shot a ballista before?"