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After assisting a Thief in need, Dwyer was able to stay in a nearby village for several nights. However, he was running low on the gold that was given to him, so he set off with his horse, Staff, and a bit of food he bought. With a sigh, he moved along deeper into a country he knew naught of. Bern, was it?

As they day grew late, the Troubadour was near dozing when he heard fighting in the distance. With a grumble, he figured he’d have to get through wherever the fighting was in order to find shelter. Whipping the reins, Dwyer’s grip around his Staff tightened as Nova turned a corner and people in the distance were seen. They were clashing through a mountain pass. If he attempted to rush through the conflict, he’d surely put himself in danger. He didn’t want to fight either. With a huff through his nose, he decided to rush around the perimeter. Really, he was too tired to think of any other options.

15. A text for help

No one else was answering, and he knew Matthew was in the area. True, they didn’t talk much, but... Desperate times called for desperate measures. He hunched over so that his collar would block the aggressive stranger from seeing the tears beading in his eyes as he swiped at his little smartphone desperately. 

@waywardthief || [x]

“Crivens… they’re all over the bloody place!” Before he could even finish tearing through his current scarecrow, another had popped up, but this one in particular appeared to have a chip on its shoulder - just as the one before him collapsed in a pile of hay, the other, a mean bugger, began to assault him, viciously battering at him with its floppy arms.

It was all he could do to get his arms up in front of his face in time. And then came another, and another…

He wasn’t cut out for this. Saint, preserve him…

He spotted someone out of the corner of his eyes - by some miracle, an actual person and not another damned bird repellent on a stick.

“Could use a little help over here if you’re free!”

Robin was cutting through the scarecrows as best as he could. He wasn’t sure what was making them as lively as they were, but whatever magic it was, it was rather impressive. If Robin wasn’t having to fend them off himself every minutes, he might have been more curious about them and how they worked.

That being said he was being assaulted by a fair number of them. He could see why this was a challenge worthy of earning a prize like the one that was waiting at the end. Still, Robin wasn’t sure this was a challenge that was meant to be faced alone. And Naga must have heard him because soon he heard the call of someone else. A stranger, but help nonetheless and they looked like they needed some help too. With a wave of elfire, he decided he might try his hand at magic than sword-fighting.

Gaius laughed a bit, not at all alarmed by the notion that a complete stranger had apparently tracked down where he lived after only having a short conversation to go by. He knew his initial take on him had to be right. He was rarely wrong about that sort of thing, after all. 

(Sent at 09:27 a.m.) : that sounds like youre choosing not to, not that you cant

(Sent at 09:27 a.m.) : i dont think chad would mind anyways

A flirty text

The sound of his voice caught her attention far quicker than his approach. Setsuna blinked and turned, surprised to see Matthew there and bowing. Hadn’t he said he wasn’t a gentleman? Or was she mixing him up with someone else now? Either way, this whole situation was a surprise. 

“Hello Matthew.” She started instead, smiling as well as she glanced past him. The dance floor was beginning to fill. She supposed a new song was starting. She hadn’t danced much yet today. It sounded like fun.