More dead friends

JP with Cindy, Bandorchu, Jaxx, Omni and Winteroak

Alexis closed her eyes for a moment. It had been the most likely outcome. But it still hit differently when that outcome was irreversible verified.

She stood up and left her observation spot, features now schooled, and approached the gathering crowd.

The mercenary pushed through the onlookers towards the cart. She looked her friend’s mortal remains over for a moment. Mourning was for later. Now work had to be done.

After a brief examination to get an idea how Hendrik had died she looked up at the workers standing around. “Who found him?”

Islana took a deep breath, and sat in the tree for another moment. She didn't know how to resolve the feelings that were eating at her. However, the young woman also realized now was not the time to deal with them. Taking that moment to shove them down; it was something the redhead was well practiced at by now.

Her climb down was careful but as swift as her climb up. Islana arrived to the group to hear Alexis ask who had found the guard. Her green eyes caught a glimpse of the body, she felt a little nauseous, Hendrick, like Jiyn, hadn't deserved this. In order to avert her gaze but to not make it noticable, her eyes glanced around the group that was gathered as a response was waited on.

Most people looked on with confusion at Alexis and Islana, but some threw openly hostile gazes at the two. Two men near the cart raised their hands.
"We did." He answered plainly." Found him an hour or so from here, due east." He told Alexis honestly. "His throat's been cut. He bled out..."
They both heard some laughter from somewhere in the crowd. Islana recognises the three men she had stopped from attacking the beggar a few days ago in Lowood when she met Hendrik.

Alexis met any hateful gaze thrown her way with an ice cold of her own, but did not allow herself to be distracted by the laughter of some pathetic Bod Ceans for now.

She nods to the two who answered her. “Where did you find him? Can you show me?”

She turned to the rest of the crowd.
“Would someone please inform the town guard about this.”

Islana ignored the hateful gazes, not really caring much about them. The instant recognition of the three men made Islana shoot daggers from her eyes at them. She was tempted to say something but there were more pressing issues than those young men. She turned her attention back to the matter at hand.

The two men looked at one another, shuffling their feet a bit. "I ain't going out there in middle of the night." One said scratching at his beard. "People are dying all around us..."
Some people started to loose interest and others scaredly hurried to leave and return to their huts, locking the doors behind them.
"Will take you in the morning if you want." He added. "Plus this man needs his rites..."

Alexis looked down to her friend’s lifeless body. “Yes. He does.” She quietly agreed.

Voah, Hunter and Gonyual watched from behind cover as the the cultists finished his work and the laborers started to gather around.

“We have to keep him in our sights if we are to follow him to the rest of his cult… Hunter, you shouldn’t look too out of place here and could probably blend into the group. What say you?”
She looked at him for input, sure that he would give some advice for trailing an individual.

At this point Hunter was wearing simple clothing that appeared like a commoner, but had a lot of hidden pockets sewn in all over and covering that was a worn out looking cloak. Even though his clothes were of good quality, they appeared to look of low quality to help him blend in so he could get close to his target in public or vanish in a group of commoners. So when Voah was volunteering him to infiltrate despite his bad leg, he didn't feel to concerned since he looked like a wounded commoner. So he muttered to her, "Sure." as he put his hood on. Then he limped with his staff toward the back of the crowd to blend in.