Memory gaps

It been a week since Mateo and Voltruist failed mission that was a setup. While Zagine truly wasn’t the one who did, the true person was his girlfriend who wanted both Mateo and Voltruist gone. She already ask and demanded Zagine give the Priest to Mateo. She was over this annoying little thing to be in her way. She made it clear to Zagine she wanted Voltruist gone, that he needed to figure it out if it will be through death or selling him off. Because she wasn’t giving shit to him until he did and she might take it … Continue reading Memory gaps

The job

Mateo had caught wind of a possible job, listening through word of mouth. He had been trying to find the place so he could do some mercenary work. Being new to this city and all, he finally got to a bar and listens about. Over hearing a guy speaking to someone about merc work. Mateo knew the one that the other was trying to recruit. He waited till they finished and watch the other guy as he approached the bar. “I wouldn’t hire that sack of shit if I were you.” He said casually. The male looks at mateo arching … Continue reading The job

A Visitor in Mourning

Voltruist woke up to the new evening, moving to get dressed. He put on his prieestly robes and then grabs his veil. He put it on and then undoes the blindfold he wore when sleeping. Once he was dressed, he head out of his room and down the hall. Giving those he passed a nod of greet, he headed to the sanctuary. There he would move to light the candles about it, while doing such a male walks in. Voltruist glance to the new comer, he had to double take. Seeing the silver hair had the priest thinking it was … Continue reading A Visitor in Mourning

Judas…

Footsteps could be heard through the halls, as two people walk. Each step echoing off the walls, along with their voices as the two talked. “I already set you a meeting with Lord Grey. You are confident he would rule in our favor?” The male ask, he wore priest like clothes, though he didn’t wear a veil like the one he spoke to. “Yes I am sure of it, are you not tired of having what we want to do just ignored? This church could be so much more, if we could get out from under Zagine.” Voltruist spoke.” Of … Continue reading Judas…

The flower shop.

Tristan was walking down the street, heading to Voltruist church. Book in hand ready to deliver it to the priest, along with a conversation. Since Indigo refused to listen or help uim, he’d figure it out himself. He head up the steps, walking through the door. He blink some looking around “Wow.” He say. “Can I help you?” A voice spoke out, Tristan blinks again and looks at the elder gentleman and smiled. “I’m looking for Father Voltruist, I have book he ordered. He ask I deliver it.” He told him. Stahs stared at him and then says “Tristan.” Tristan … Continue reading The flower shop.