Ivy's cottage

[Ivy]

Ivy rubbed her eyes, trying to clear her vision as she listened to the voices speaking. It didn't really help her understand anything that was going on, as she had never heard of this Piper person before. She jumped to her feet and turned to the giant man,making sure her bow was on her shoulder and her arrows in the quiver. "I want to help. I want to fight." Hey eyes were gleaming as she stared at him, eyes flickering to where the giant was looking.

[Redblade]

Redblade stopped when he heard the Soren call him out, wanting to talk. He wondered if this would end up back firing him in the future, but if he didn't do this, Miro would probably chase after him not letting him escape. Fighting him was the last thing he wanted to do. He took a deep breath, only hoping that he would not regret this decision later.

Turning back around he slowly comes out of the cover of the trees. His shield at hand, he kept it low. There was no weapon seen on his other hand. They knew now that he had some skills in magic and if they attacked again, he would not have the surprise attack at his advantage this time. The would be better prepared watching his every move.

He continued walking until he had enough space between them.

Don't make me regret this. I have little more to say, and little time to spare. What do you want to talk about?

[Miroslaw]

The giant's attention momentarily focused on the eager sounding lass. She was an odd one that Miroslaw did not entirely understand. Of course, that was partially because of his meeting with her being cut short. “Not sure its your fight, miss.” He said without taking his eyes off Redblade who emerged from behind the tree.

A small smile danced onto Miroslaw's otherwise stoic face as the Warven revealed himself from the shadow of the tree. Its probably best he give up and talk, as the Soren was indeed ready to chase him to the ends of the earth. His eyes were analyzing everything about Redblade from his posture to his facial expression. He wouldn't make a move without Miroslaw seeing it.

His words were calm as his hands crossed over his barrel chest and his eyes locked onto the Warven's,

“The only regret you will have will be your own making. I seek only answers that you possess. First, let it be known that I can not and will not let you leave here if you are the man I hear you to be. That being said, you've yet to make an aggressive act towards me, despite my coming at you with my sword drawn. You even gave me what seemed to be some friendly advice. Nothing you have done here paints you as those posters in town do. Why is that?”

[Redblade]

Redblade remained calm in front of them. He showed no signs of preparing to attack or even flee from them. When he spoke, his voice has soft so they could barely hear his words, as if he did not want others to listen to their conversation. His eyes remained on Miro, who was obviously the more threatening one from the two he was facing.

I was once told by a wise person, sometimes some things are better left untold so they can reveal themselves at their appropriate time. What you ask, I can not respond. I hope you can understand that.

Capturing me would do you no good, you know that. Who you really want is Piper, but how far would you go to capture him?

The warven knew that the Sentinels would never catch him because of the rules they had to abide by, and from what he had heard, not even the Vanguard could capture him. It would take something more to bring him in, if not to kill him. And someone like Piper would easily escape from prison if brought to justice. It would be best to kill him when the chance would arise.

[Ivy]

Ivy now watched the men intently, after, of course, having shot the giant a scowl when he answered her offer of help. They kept talking of this Piper...she had never seen nor heard of him,but the more the males talked, the more the little archer wanted to find him herself. Not because she felt he had done these men wrong, but because Ivy was impulsive and like the thrill of a fight and adventure. Eyes bright, she decided to this time address the one who seemed to know this Piper best.
"Who is Piper?" the curiosity she had was clear in her tone. "I can help you find him!" Her aqua eyes darted between the giant and Red. "What's your name, anyways?" she asked Miro suddenly.

[Miroslaw]

Listening closely to the words, the giants arms loosed from his chest, falling gently to his sides. He let out a light sigh upon hearing that he would not explain, but he approved of the words, as he could feel the sincerity. “The words  do indeed smell of a wise folk, and I will accept that.” he stated with a simple nod.

His next series of words also rang mostly true. His main goal was to halt the villain, Piper. He did not only want vengeance, but he wanted to free the Wistvale denizens of his terror. Capturing the Warven who stood before him may not be personally beneficial for the giant, but if he were the man depicted in the posters, it would do the town of Wistvale plenty of good.

However, the giant has accepted that the posters are not an accurate judge of the Warven’s character. There are, undoubtedly, forces in play that Miroslaw is oblivious to. However, at the moment, Miroslaw simply had interest in the knowledge that someone close to Piper is likely to have.

Key points such as where or how to find such a criminal lord, or, potentially, the skills that Piper possessed. It was clear he was a mage. That became obvious the moment he knocked Miroslaw on his butt with a single wave of his hand. However, Miroslaw still had a large amount of faith in his skills and ability to contest with the fiend.

He was not sure what to make of the question. He would go as far as he needed to and no further. He was bound by his own morals, and nothing more. His morals were that of a good man, as least, that’s what he believed. Some recent events have left him questioning. Granted, his own morals were a bit askew from the general public. No code of law governed his day to day actions. Only his personal moral radar.

His thoughts and response was cut off by the wee lass behind him. There was no stopping the girls desire for adventure. She had no idea who they were talking about, but was offering her assistance. A strange girl by most any standard. Before turning his attention to the girl, he gave his response to Redblade’s question with seriousness in his eyes, “As far as would be required.”

With that, his head turned to meet the small girl. “My name is Miroslaw, little one.” However, he would not let his attention fade from he Warven for long. His gaze quickly returned to the Warven while continuing to address the girl, “I still do not believe it to be your fight, but I will not turn down such eager help.” He didnt believe the girl would be much help for him, but there was a possibility that a lead could spawn from someone she knew.

[Redblade]

Very well Soren, I will hold you to your words. If you really want your chance with Piper one day, you will have it. Train hard in everything you can, for you will need it. Be patient, and I will seek you when the opportunity arises. 

Being that Miro had no further questions, he looked over to the girl standing next to him. He liked her energy and spirit, but this was just something that was out of her league. Thinking about it well, it was out of his and Miro's league as well. Maybe more help was needed and she would be a good addition to that help. 

Piper is someone you never want to meet or go looking for, trust me. I will leave it to your new friend to decide if he wants to bring you along when and if that day comes.

Feeling as if he had said enough and that he was jeapordizing all of their lives for just talking about it in the open, Redblade felt it was time to make his exit. He looked back at the Soren with a concerned look on his face.

For your safety and my owns it is best I leave now. 

The warven began to take some slow and small steps back, making sure Miro would not any moves to stop him.

[Ivy]

Ivy watched the males talking, wondering if this Piper knew what he was in for, with these men so intent on finding him, and her wanting to join in the fun. The corners of her lips twitched upwards at the thought and hope of joining in to find and catch him, but it quickly turned to a scowl as Miroslaw, as he so kindly just informed her, called her 'little one.' Just as Red had done only moments ago, and Ivy wasn't too pleased. "I am not 'Little one!" she snapped, "My name is Ivy, thank you very much, and I am not a child." She gave him one last sour look before his last words to her sunk in. Her scowl quickly changed to a full blown grin, and she pushed her hair behind her ears in satisfaction. Ivy's gaze turned to Red and she snorted as he spoke to her. "I'm not scared of him. And no one can really stop me if I chose to go, can they?" She gave him a challenging look, which turned quickly to a puzzled one. "Why must you leave? What could happen right now?" Alert, confused, and slightly excited, Ivy shot a look to Miro to see if he knew, before looking around the area.

[Miroslaw]

He couldn't help but smile at the little one’s words. She was very spunky for such a sweet and innocent looking girl. Furthermore, he found it funny that she didn't liked being called little one, but she was indeed a little one, especially when compared to himself.

Miroslaw decided to let the Warven go. He clearly was not revealing everything, but Miroslaw was certain he was not the man he thought him to be. It was Piper he was after. At the moment, he sensed the Warven would be his best chance of acquiring his revenge.

His hand moved to be in front of Ivy to obscure her view in an attempt to stop her words. It was his way of saying, “Shh.” He then nodded to the stranger and would allow him to dip into the shadows. His time for revenge was closer than ever before. He had someone he deemed trustworthy, despite his infamy, who was close to Piper. It was an odd turn of events, but Miroslaw had faith in it would turn out to be beneficial for himself.

[Redblade]

The warven did not say another word. Too much was already said, he figured. Seeing the Soren give him a nod, he nodded back and then took one last look at the girl beside him. She was something else. It brought a smile to his face for a few seconds before it was unseen, as he placed his mask back on. In a perfect world, he would have enjoyed time getting to know her, not to mention the giant who some how seemed to trust him under the difficult circumstances.


He took one step back and then turned around and sprinted off towards the direction he had walked from. There was much to worry about, especially with the enemies he had, but making friends just made him feel a little more safer than he really was. Creating bonds made him stronger and gave him more of a reason to do what he believed was right. He would sacrifice it all for them. It was just the person Redblade was. With the cover of the trees, he quickly vanished.