Sangermitt

Keeping the hood slightly pulled down to cover My face, I step towards the
Guard, undoubtedly something He was not expecting and the ring of steel
fills the cool morning air as several swords in unison are pulled.
I step closer; pulling the hood back and the Guards lower their weapons
and mumble apologies as I speak…
Jè£naté¤Veñ’dara¤G: Has Talarius the AMB been seen or, left word or
message for Me?
The Guards look quizzically at My attire but knowing better than to ask
anything of Me just blurt out an immediate reply which assures Me They
are as much in the dark about what is going on as I; and as for where I am
to meet with Talarius, Aiken and KoHr, I am now none the wiser.
Nodding to the Guards, I pull the hood over My head and lean against the
wall, waiting for Any or All of My cohorts to arrive.
From the corner of My eye, I notice a odd looking bunch on a wagon
coming through the Ar gate which moves swiftly past Me and continues on
turning some distance ahead towards DownWinds.
Instinct takes over and, already moving from where I leant against the wall
I shout to the Guards a clear concise order…
Jè£naté¤Veñ’dara¤G: Should the AMB arrive, inform Him I will return
shortly …
The words having barely left My mouth I throw back the hood, and head
with haste for the DownWind area.
Enlisting a group of 6 City Patrols along the way & setting one of the
Guards off to gather several officers and a squad of militia I begin to
wonder …could this could be the *shipment* heard tell about by one of the
regulars from the docks.
No doubt innocent bystanders had their own ideas as to what was going
on as I strode past dressed in less then City issue Military attire and
thrust a path through the Bazaar with a troupe of City Patrol and several
militia lagging somewhat behind.
Having momentarily lost sight of the wagon whilst moving through the
throngs of people in the act of setting up their stalls I soon caught up with