The Calling of Wrath - Chapter 52 - Cloak
Added 2022-08-14 14:05:23 +0000 UTC Cassandra
Year 819 | Month 2 | Day 20
Almost as soon as I fly over the parapet and onto the walkway of the walls, I immediately jump back down the other side without even checking if anyone saw me from somewhere else on the wall.
Fortunately, no one magically appeared as I was crossing, allowing me to begin my descent down the wall and into a small garden on the other side. Additionally, I haven’t heard any alarms going off, so it doesn’t look like there were any System items hooked up to the wall or something like that.
After landing into the garden, I quickly hide in some of the greenery before spreading a very thin layer of my aura outwards to search for any nearby people in the house connected to the garden I’m in.
Several seconds pass in a tense silence before I let out an inaudible sigh of relief once I find that whoever owns the nice little house isn’t home.
Okay, so I’m inside of the city. If I remember correctly, this city is most likely the city of Acre, which serves as the watch for the Dark Forest.
With that thought in mind, I glance back at the wall behind me before jumping out of the garden onto the roof of the house. I then quietly make my way across till I reach the edge where I crouch down to get a good look at the street.
Unsurprisingly – considering that it’s the middle of the night – there are precious few people roaming the streets. Although that might also be because this area of the wall is further away from the center of the city, where the marketplace is located.
That aside, of the people who are walking around, a good third of them are invaders – judging by their clothing – while another third are adventurers, with only a single third of the people being normal citizens.
Could there be some sort of curfew? But if that were the case, then there wouldn’t be any citizens roaming around outside…
I narrow my eyes in thought before shaking my head and walking over to a different edge of the roof and spreading my aura into the house through a window.
Let’s see if the owner of this house has any sort of clothing I can use to cover the markings…
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After searching blindly through the house with my aura for a little bit, a few things become obvious about the owner of the house.
For one, considering their clothing, they’re likely a woman. For two, they have a lot of weapons. And for three? They have a large hound as a pet.
Fortunately, the hound wasn’t intelligent enough to notice my aura. So that’s good.
Anyways, the owner is also a lot wealthier than their house – nice or not – would appear, if the quality of the weapons and amount of tri-coin stashed in the house is anything to go by.
Eventually, I manage to find a couple of cloaks. One of them is a bright red in color, while the other is a rusty brown.
I purse my lips in thought before glancing around the house to make sure there isn’t anyone anywhere nearby at the moment.
Because it wouldn’t do me any favors to be caught.
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Acre’s branch of the Adventurers Assembly
Year 819 | Month 2 | Day 20
Right before Cassandra breaks into the house
“You back already, Roxy?” the receptionist of this branch of the Adventurers Assembly asks with a wry smile on her face. The young woman has bright green eyes with her long brown hair tied in a single braid that goes over her shoulder.
Roxanne lightly smiles back and nods, “Yeah, we’re here to turn in the herb quest. Then we’ll be leaving at first light to head to Alltend.”
The receptionist tilts her head and says, “To turn in that direwolf hunting quest?”
Roxanne nods her head before glancing at the other three members of her party and focusing on Jerold.
Taking her cue, the large man brings out one of the pouches hooked on his waist and puts it onto the counter, making it spill a few of the herbs that were stashed inside.
“I still don’t understand why we can’t just turn in the direwolf quest here…” Luis mutters with a frown, only to grunt when his twin elbows him in the gut.
Roxanne shakes her head at their actions before focusing on the receptionist again and saying, “Thanks for your assistance, like always, Vahla.”
The woman replies back with a smile and a nod as she says, “Anytime. Just be sure to come back here more often. After all, you wouldn’t want to leave Fang by himself for too long.”
Right as Roxanne is about to respond, a faint flash of light shines from her pocket, making her eyes go wide. She then pulls out a flat red stone from it and raises it to her eye under the suddenly serious gazes of the others around her.
Roxanne closes one of her eyes and looks through the stone to see the image of a young woman with black hair and red tips wearing a similar outfit to the invaders sneaking through the window of her house.
The first reaction she has is a scowl, but it quickly turns into both surprise and recognition once she sees Cassandra’s face.
‘The… princess?’ she thinks as her surprise fades to a frown. ‘Why is a member of royalty breaking into-”
Her thoughts cut off as she finally notices a faint red light shining through the clothes in a few spots on Cassandra’s back, only for her eyes to widen as Cassandra opens her mouth and reveals four sharp fangs in the places of her canines.
Roxanne watches for several seconds under the intense gazes of the others as Cassandra moves through her house before grabbing a red cloak and leaving through the same window just as quickly as she had entered.
‘Interesting,’ she thinks while putting the red stone back into her pocket and turning to her party to say, “Don’t worry. Just a false alarm.”
The others let out a sigh of relief without noticing the curious look now shining in Roxanne’s eyes.
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