#nazahah

I NEED A GUILD WARS 2 SUICIDE SQUAD WITH RETSON, GILBERT AND NAZAHAH IN IT.

As the spectacle that was to be the punishment for the infraction of speaking against Captain Kent continued Nikolai watched the back of the Charr as he simply walked out. He didn't need his sister's talent for pulling memories from his mind to answer how he felt about what was happening. It was all too clear in how he turned and walked out through the gate of the Haven.

The day he had to complete his trial neared and since that day he had been unable to find a third for his team. The two he had recruited had been unreachable for the most part. The mute Elonian his so called business partner had once told to vacate the Sun and not return had been silent in more than just voice and the Charr had been absent since the previous meeting when he recruited him. 

From what he had learned from the Sylvari was it had to do with a similar trial given to another Charr. The same trial that had lead to some altercation that was settled again by having people hold someone while the Captain beat them. He barely knew the woman but it was starting to become clear the woman had one method of dealing with things.

She had seemed a capable enough leader during the caravan and at the time there had just been the one incident he had witnessed. Then other things happened. There was the woman Candice who specialized in using Light magic. Nikolai had considerred asking her to be his third but after the meeting he doubted wether she should ask her and if she would even wish to be a part of this.

As he considered it more and let time pass he also considerred the note and the connection between two women and Garrick. For a man who didn't seem to have a proclivity towards violence he did have a proclivity for choosing women who chose violence as a way to deal with problems and a certain rashness in their choices.

Since the incident in the alley outside the Sun his business partner had been scarce. Generally Nazahah sought his company in most things but since telling him to stay out of some business with some man who had disappeared on a fishing trip and the subsequent message to fuck off she had absent from his life. At first this had brought some concern to the Kurzick's mind. In the weeks to pass he was beginning to consider it a good thing. From what it seemed she had decided to terminate their business arrangement without so much as a word. He could hardly expect less from the rash and violent woman.

Now there was the message from the same bandits who had raided the wagon they had been hired to protect. Overhearing the brief talk between Kent and Lyonard while he smoked after the job made it obvious she had found herself trouble again. Maybe it was the dealer she had wounded instead of dealing with at the Sun or maybe it was someone else she had crossed. Either way, perhaps it was in his better interest to stay away. It reminded him why his only real partner he could depend on was his sister.