Yan Shu Zen
City Plaza
Lin was there, right there, and now this, just when she had him.“Someone has used the auction as a distraction to steal a Relic from the Bank of Venedig; it’s the Pharos, an orb which prophecy has said can be used to signal the return of the Old Gods!”
"Un-fucking-believable."
"Do you what you want. Cause whatever chaos you want. I don't care - just don't make it my problem."Originally Posted by Jack
Yan grits her teeth, looking around her, eyes lingering on Lin and Rote long enough to burn a hole into Lin's head. He'd better believe he was in for it, one way or the other. Whatever he did, whatever the mercs did - that wasn't her concern now.
Damn it.
Damn damn damn.
"ALRIGHT MAGGOTS!"
Yan's voice rises above the crowd, loud enough to reach the ear of every knight - loud enough to reach Lin and Rote.
"To the Bank, double time! You," she points at a loose group of the knights, around twelve in number. "Start breaking off on our way there to look for anyone fleeing, anyone suspicious. If they even look like they have an orb, if they look shifty, even if you just don't like them - stop them. If they don't have it, then let them fuck off."
She casts a gaze around the plaza one more time, before gritting her teeth and spitting on the ground.
"Let's move."