Jaspar waits a few minutes, making sure everything is good before heading out into the town. He heads over to the gukko platform, checking to see when they would be able to get a flight to the City of the Mask Makers.
The two Okotans exchange a glance.
"I, er, brought ya to a healer," Kiva says. "You were in pretty rough shape. What's this about killing people?"
Pheore rolls her eyes, then stands atop her crumbled pillar, drawing one sword. She stands there, relaxed and waiting for Jevis to come closer.
Lync leads the way this time, watching and listening for anyone who might be ahead of them. When they reach the intersection once more, she ducks down the other path, blaster pointed ahead of her.
Vohman nods in agreement. "A lot of them are, these days. No one fancies travelling, at the moment." @Ghid @Tarkur @Toa_Vladin @KAI_BORG