A Thief's Escape ~ 9:44 Dragon (In Progress)

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OOC: Collabing with Opuspace.

It was a bit of a blur but Willis saw Gerald fell before Declan's blade and saving Durk. It looks like the man was not out to kill them after all, a small relief but still Willis was suspicious towards Declan. "At least he's not interested in killing us." He thought. Willis then saw Kailyn appear from the bushes and began taking care of the stragglers. Willis smiled trying to fight through the pain in his arm. Kailyn was a one woman army with the way she fought: Fast and brutal kinda like he Willis himself was.

More mercs arrived, but they all simultaneously fell by someone using the lightning flask, "but who could it be?" Willis wondered. "Could it be Durk? He knows the ways of the Tempest? That's pretty awesome!" Willis thought with glee, he never seen a Dwarf who wielded the power of the Tempest.

However, when the smoke cleared, Willis saw the person who be felled all of those men. It wasn't Durk, It was Maggie.

"Shit!" Willis said, his heart beating a little faster. An hour ago when Willis handed her his dagger, she looked at it with disgust. He assumed that Maggie had no experience in fighting but here she was killing all the mercenaries without a single thought. "Impressive." Willis thought. He looked up and saw Maggie walking towards him as Declan and his men were finishing off the rest of the mercs.

She crouched over him, checking the injury with a much different demeanor than before.

"Do you have any healing flasks, Willis?"

Gone was the soft, breathy voice of the helpless maiden. What was left was a hardened, cynical tone that was bereft of any actual concern.

Willis shocked at Maggie's fighting prowess. He was even more shocked at her tone of voice. It was colder compared to to the more innocent tone that she used when he rescued her.

"No, I don't," Willis managed to say still in pain. "Hey, Maggie are you all right? What's wrong? It sounds like you are bothered."


"Where do I start?"

Taking a cloth, she gripped the bolt still embedded and slowly pulled. No resistance. Thankfully, there was no arrowhead tied to the shaft.

"First, I get dangled by Declan as the 'helpless maiden'." She yanked the arrow out, uncaring of the pain it'd cause. "Then I spend the better part of this day being patronized by some idealistic fool who doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut."

Yanking a vicious knot around his shoulder, the force would be enough to jostle the injury further into fresh agony.

"And finally we are stuck in this absurd situation with some second rate idiots who make every rookie mistake imaginable. Who goes and wastes time on idle talk like that?! Especially if you're going to kill them?"

Willis did his best not to shout as he endured more pain but Maggie didn't seem to care. "Heh, that Gerald guy was very stupid," he said breathlessly. Thinking that the Idealistic fool that Maggie was talking was likely him. His ears reddened a bit at the thought, Willis wasn't that idealistic. She also seemed to talk about Declan as though she knew him.

Frowning Willis looked to Maggie. "I need you to be honest with me Maggie," he croaked. "Who are you really? It sounds like you and Declan have a history together."

"Now why would I need to be honest with you? You make it sound as though I owe you an answer."

The smile she gave him could freeze birds. With a frown, she watched for any further blood leaking.

"Declan is my boss. It's not as though a hostage is easy to come by without gaining an unnecessary grudge from others."

Willis was a bit unnerved by Maggie's "smile" but didn't show it.

"Ah, so you were working for Declan all along. No wonder why he wasn't worried about you," Willis replied. "Gotta admit I'm impressed. You fooled me, Kailyn and Durk into thinking that you were a helpless damsel. We're all battle hardened mercs and you played us like a fiddle."

Willis chuckled as the pain in his arm started dull.

"Tell me Maggie with that elaborate trap Declan set to get me out of the way, that looked very dangerous. One early snap of the rope and you would be a broken pile of bones. You were really that loyal to Declan to do something so risky that it'll cost you your life?"

Rolling her eyes, she stood up and watched as Durk and Declan were bent over their enemy's corpse.

"For a 'battle hardened' merc, you sure talk a lot." Pulling out her garrote wire, she wiped it clean on her sleeve. "What makes you think Declan didn't have a backup plan for that? You really think he would be that sloppy? Now get up. We have a mission to complete."

She walked off, sharing no more. Declan himself spotted her and hailed her over.

"Nice work there, Maggie, really saved our asses."

"Told you we should have slit their throats while they slept."

"What is up with you and lover boy over there? It's not like you to play the chantry sister and tend someone's wounds."

"...may as well keep him alive if we're not killing them."

"Wait a moment, you hesitated? You like him, don't you?"

"It's not like that."

"Sure. Whatever you say."

"Declan, you're an ass."

As he got up Willis wondered a bit "Did Declan have a back plan for her?" he thought. Still even with the deception she saved the group from near death. "Hey Maggie!" Willis called to the auburn haired girl smiling. "Thanks for healing me! I appreciate it!"

"Next time, be better prepared, greenhorn."

OOC: opuspace or Space Cowboy