Swan Hunting

[Kender Bard]

Emerald paused and peered at the farm in the distance. "All right, we need to check this one now," she murmured. "Are we going in as a unit again or spreading out in case he's hiding somewhere?" She glanced at her entourage - Desmond, Jonthan, and Erik - for opinions.

[Devon]

Desmond was idly checking his equipment, making sure the hidden weapons stayed as such and that his favorite spring loaded knife was working the correct way. Glancing up to Emerald he replied, "Commander, we should probably spread out and trap him in one direction if he does try and escape."

[Kender Bard]

"He's dangerous, but so long as we're not so far from one another that we can't give a signal or something, then it should be okay," Jonathan murmured.

"I'm with them," Erik agreed.

Emerald gave a small nod and pointed out where everyone was to go. "To your marks. Let's observe the place briefly and check the area before we go rousing some poor innocent out of their work."

Not that she thought there was going to be one. This place matched the image Schuldig had supplied her with to a T.

[Devon]

Desmond nodded to his leader and went off to the point he was instructed to go to. The soldier/assassin found a nice spot to lay in wait for the Black Swan, patiently waiting for the chance to strike out at the killer.

[Deleted]

Leon, who'd been happily making himself a snack in the kitchen, caught movement just barely out of the corner of his eye. Someone was sneaking around. "Damn it." He cursed under his breath. They must have found me.

Casually Leon strolled around the kitchen grabbing every knife he could find a place to hide either on his belt or under his jacket. Then he made his way to the back door. He stopped, bent down and touched his sign, building up some power, he slipped his shoe back on.

He took a deep breath, put his concentration in check, opened the door. and bolted for the forest.

[Devon]

Desmond happened to be the one to see the Swan take off towards the woods, touching his Mind sign he quickly alerted the others. ~Black Swan just burst from the house in my area, I'm going after him in the forest~ Muttering a small chant, Desmond disappeared, having teleported just above the Swan, slashing at the man with his dagger to try and slow him down.

[Deleted]

Leon, having not seen the man appearing over top of him till he was tackled, hit the ground hard. The sting from were the blade raced up this shoulder. He had to find a place to release the ice power he'd stored, he was loosing concentration. Reaching over he grasped for the hand holding the blade to let loose everything he'd stored up.

[Devon]

"Argh!" Desmond grunted as the swan began to freeze his arm. Hopping off of the Swan, Desmond took a couple of steps back, but stayed on his guard as he shielded his partially frozen arm.

[Deleted]

Leon let go of Desmond's arm and scrambled to his feet. He grinned at Desmond in delight at getting to freeze the man's arm.
He took a moment to get his bearings, both in terms of his surroundings, and his senses. Then took off running into the woods, taking only a brief glance back to see if he was being followed.

[Devon]

Desmond gritted his teeth and wrapped his freezing arm up in his shirt to try and get some more warmth. Not wanting to lose sight of the Swan, Desmond tried to pursue, hoping the others would be behind him soon.

[Kender Bard]

The others weren't far behind after a while; Emerald and Jonathan were almost neck in neck as they raced ahead and Erik wasn't too far behind though he was steadily falling behind despite his best efforts. As they got deeper into the wilderness, Emerald called out for Desmond to fall back.

[Deleted]

Leon continued without hesitation. Happily they were falling back. Except now he had to leave the country, and move somewhere else. Oh well, he'd had his fun in Anarlina. Perhaps he's move on to another more peaceful place. Somewhere smaller like Humontis or Ronduin. Or somewhere bigger where he's be less obvious, like Sensatia or Ilyamen or Naurorod.
Well, guess I'll figure it out when I get there. He though as he made his way.

[Devon]

Desmond fell back like commanded, looking at his commander and comrades with a stoic face that was betrayed by the anger welling up in his eyes. He hadn't expected to lose the Swan so quickly.