Hunting

Aquilo

It wasn't hard to bribe one of the soldiers on patrol for information and to keep quiet. Of course the letter from the City Guard with the Duke's personal stamp helped matters too. But when it wasn't pain or drink making them part their lips, it was always coin.

Malacost staked the settlement, that was nothing more than a working dormitory, for his targets.

The redheaded girl had gone into the mountains with two other men, he found out. Two days ride from the mines, to visit or study some abandoned fort. His other quarry was around, it seemed. Gone hunting. Biggest bounty in the books if he was who Carver and the twin claimed he was.

Could be a dangerous fellow to take head on, if stories were to be believed. An assassin from the courts of Torja. Never an easy task. Maybe this demanded a different approach.

Malacost rode his horse into Aquilo.

Time to play the game.