The healer left the Inn behind. He shielded his eyes from the sun. The sleeve of his tunic flopped over his face with another yawn. He threw the halberd across his back and walked toward the lower district. He was to meet the man just outside of the area and make any preparations needed.
Fog covered the streets and the light mage wandered into the edge of lower and middle districts. A small band of people waited for him. One of them stood in the centet dressed in a prestine robe with jewels on his hands. The others were armed with crosssbows and swords.
"You must be the noble," Jin asked with a wave. The noble greeted him with glee.
"Good you are here. Now we can get this thing going yes," he torted and pulled his pants higher with a shimmy. Jin cocked his brow and let out a long exhale. This was going to be a day, he could tell already. The members of the team introduced themselves and the light mage nodded along. One of them at least seemed more capable than the others. But then he wasn't the most reliabel either.
The group advanced into the lower district. baubles and trinkets hung from store windows. The warriors kept their hed on a swivel. Jin stayed closest to the Noble. They had wanted his healing magic at the ready. The noble sauntered through the street under the watchful eye of his time, with a carefree jaunt, stopping at stores along the way and asking about some item. A rare lantern he was looking for. Jeers and narrowed glances followed them. People peeked from windows and Jin glimpse a group of men ducking back around buildings.
WC 350/1,000