[Mkguild] Round Robin: June 708

[Kamau]

New Part Below by Kamau

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On 6/13/2023 3:44 PM, Rimme the Weasel wrote:
> The six guards dispersed then, each heading to their assigned duties. 
> Gallus returned to Gawyn's side throughout town. Rodrick and Nathan 
> returned to the inn to guard their master's room and cargo, although 
> Rodrick would break away and join Jerrod in ongoing games of cards and 
> coins to win some extra bread and ale. Aldwin, minus Jerrod, went off 
> to check the other taverns for other merchant caravans, seeking news 
> on the road south and the usual market gossip. Which left the last 
> guard to roam the streets for further intel and other buyers Gawyn 
> might've missed.
>
> Only Gawyn knew this guard's true name, but he became known as Reed 
> among the guards for three reasons: his rail-thin stature, his silent 
> movement, and the sharp low whistle he gave on spotting a trap. He was 
> not particularly skilled at the sword or staff or bow, but his stealth 
> and observation were invaluable for avoiding ambushes. If the rumors 
> were to be believed, he had gotten his skills not as a scout, but as a 
> thief against the city watch of Salinon. It was also rumored that he 
> had no qualms against killing friends who knew his secrets, that Reed 
> was loyal only to himself, and might even backstab them once they left 
> the watchful eye of Metamor.
>
> And Reed didn't trust them either. He had indeed once been a thief, 
> though nowhere as cruel as the rumors made him out to be. It was in 
> fact for those same skills that Gawyn had tasked him with a secret 
> mission for today. He was to find the mysterious Thieves' Guild 
> rumored to exist in Metamor, as such guilds always did beneath the 
> public squares and open markets. If the carpets couldn't find a 
> reputable buyer, then an underground buyer would do, so long as the 
> coin was good.
>
> Reed had already warned Gawyn that he had little chance of succeeding. 
> It was no easy task to contact the Thieves' Guild, doubly so as a 
> foreigner, triply so in Metamor where secret passages came and went 
> like smoke. And the prices wouldn't be great, especially since trade 
> among thieves tended to be cut-throat in more ways than one. Still, 
> Reed enjoyed the urban wilderness even more than the uncivilized one, 
> and he set about investigating the many marks etched into the city 
> walls. Very few of them were likely to have been made by anyone but 
> street kids, common thugs, bored warriors, and accidental wagon 
> crashes, but it was as useful an exercise as searching for master thieves.
>
> A flash of movement caught his eye. He saw a rat dart into a small 
> mousehole along the castle walls. Normally Reed would have ignored the 
> rat, but here in Metamor, any animal could be a spy, and his old 
> suspicions of the city watch flared up. He began scanning the walls 
> for other exits the rat could appear from.
>
> --[Next part below]--
NEW 17JUN23 by Kamau

Rorlyn glided lazily down the valley, his eyes sweeping the land for any 
signs of trouble. The warmth of the day gave him plenty of thermals to 
use, saving him from having to flap his wings only occasionally to move 
to another updraft. As the Keep itself came into view he could see the 
people of Euper enjoying the warmth and sun. Maintaining his altitude, 
he began to circle the Keep itself. Those who did not need to work were 
in many of the sunny places and even those on watch seemed to be soaking 
up the sun’s gift that day. He noticed on one of the upper towers his 
friend Sal who was being pure cat and just laying on the warmed stone 
floor. A playful thought came to the gryphon’s mind, and he banked to 
his left angling his wings and tail feathers for descent. Passing over 
the west end of the wall he now drew in his wings, leaving them out just 
enough to guide what was now a full speed dive at the tower where the 
smilodon lay. Just before reaching the tower, he used his eagle voice, 
letting out a screech. Sal’s eyes popped open just in time to see and 
feel the huge, feathered body pass within inches of him, causing him to 
instinctively roll for cover.

  “Damn you Rorlyn,” the big cat screamed, jumping to his feet, “you 
scared the living daylights out of me.”

  The gryphon’s dark wing feathers flashed in golden hues as he swung 
around, coming close to his friend.

  “That was the general idea,” he replied, a chuckle in his voice, 
“Can’t have someone found sleeping while standing the watch.”

  “I’m not on watch you feathered and furred nit wit. These towers are 
manned only when we expect trouble.”

  “Gee, I guess I forgot,” Rorlyn replied coming into a hover with the 
aid of his magic, an avian smile on his face. “I, however, need to move 
on up the valley as I am on duty.”

  With a few strokes of his massive wings, he was once again at his 
usual height and gliding to the north. A short time later he noticed a 
single red skinned figure in the distance. He stared intently for a 
moment for he had never seen anyone who looked like this in the valley. 
He altered his course to bring him over to that location on the road to 
investigate who or what this might be.

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