"Crap, they're probably waiting by the horses. Damn it, I left most of my arrows there." Allune said, ignoring the barely dressed barmaid. Making sure the straps on her hunting arrows, and headless arrows were secured. "Anyway, what do you think? We won't be out running anyone on foot." She said, looking around for another exit.
The old man leaves two men in front of the tavern, and sends another to watch the back, before going in with the rest. The two guards at the front eye Mszczuj suspiciously.
Ophelia may not have openly noticed Ophelia's bust, but Olga and Ilya certainly have. Olga looks up from Ophelia's chest to her face. "Actually, it's two things." She grins cheekily. "Perhaps we should get to know each other better, my lady?"
The door opens, and Miroslava enters in another splendid dress. "My sweet. I wanted to congratulate you again." She shuts the door behind her, moving to kneel beside her niece's bed, leaning forwards to kiss the young witch. "You've done very well, now, if you want, I will show you the secrets of Tarsowie, as promised."
Mszczuj yawn taking deep breath and take wineskin from his belt and take a gulp. He look at Andrzej and give to him it. "Did you take your dice? Let's play a while ." He show not intrested by guards on the outside tavern. Sometimes best thing what he can do, It is doing nothing and waiting for the right moment to action.
Ignatia looks arround hurriedly for a moment, before grabbing Lukas's armour and shoving it behind a dresser. "I've got a plan. They'll be coming upstairs to search the rooms, right? They don't know me, so if they just found me having some fun with the barmaid, they'd walk out, and you'd have a chance to escape. You and Lukas go under the bed, and I'll get on top with Tetra." She gestures to the half naked barmaid. Lukas shakes his head. "It's a good plan, but they'll be more suspicious if they don't find either of us. You two go under the bed, and I'll be here. I can say that I was trying to forget my sorrows after the horsemen dragged you away." Ignatia asks "And what will they do to you when they have you?" Lukas shrugs, and the two look to see what Allune's decision will be between the two plans.
"Ah, right. I've explored a lot of places already, haven't I? I feel we're getting along far better than either of us seriously expected. Not that I'll complain about it." Larisa pulled close to Miroslava, the blankets falling down and the witch's top half only being shielded by her bra, every other inch of her curves that Miroslava had recently gotten familiar with right there as the two lingered for a bit, before Larisa dragged one leg out of bed and slowly began to slide out, not for a second leaving any wasted space between the two as they remained face to face until Larisa reached for her clothes ready by her nightstand and rose to get properly dressed. "But that will also be nice to see." She gave her confirmation of her interest in seeing it, while silently getting a feel for the fabric of her own outfit, almost superstitiously, trying to confirm it was real to touch. Her brain was paranoid that her plans for evening entertainment would backfire or somehow the inquisitor had already found a way to get one over on her, as unlikely as it was. After taking the time to be certain her clothes were actual clothes, she pulled them on, ready to see what Miroslava was keeping secret...or one of the things anyway. She doubted that she was being told everything just yet, but that might change with time.
She feels that her clothes are quite real, putting them on without a fuss. Miroslava smiles. "I confess, when my brother wrote, telling me that he'd be sending his bastard, I imagined some idiot brat. To be quite honest with you, he never did have good taste in women." She caresses Larisa. "Clearly, though, he was showing unusual good judgement in choosing your mother. Come, girl." She leads Larisa through the halls, entering her study. As they pass the courtyard, Larisa looks down to see the inquisitor from last knight walking to meet her compatriots, when her clothes disappear, and her naked body is exposed for all to see, a loud shriek coming from her mouth. Inside, Miroslava walks up to one of the large bookcases surrounding the room, chanting a few words in latin. The bookcase disappears, revealing an entryway. Heading through, the two women find themselves in a large chamber, a pentagram etched into the floor, with a cauldron, bathtub and alchemy bench all at the ready, arcane books scattered around. Miroslava smiles. "I think that we share many interests."
"No, if they see you, no matter what excuse you give. No, actually I think if you said you lost me, your Uncle would execute you even faster." Allune said in a grim tone. "Let's just go with Ignatia's suggestion, hopefully they'll leave, rather than watch." She sighed, looking at the bed to see whether or not they'll fit under there.
Larisa seeing the result of her little trick happening, is too much for her to keep a straight face, and the sound of hard she laughs nearly eclipses the shriek of the inquisitor. While not enough to really be proof of anything, she still hastens her pace to walk by quickly, biting her lip and having to wipe away a tear starting to well up in her eye. Trying to straighten back to a more proper look, she doesn’t make a comment to Mirsoslava, not trying to confirm her involvement, though as the private room became unveiled, Larisa assumed her aunt already suspected her of more than just playing a few juvenile pranks. “This is...impressive. I didn’t think you would be the type to be interested in..this sort of thing.” Larisa was half in awe and half concerned. If Miroslava had realized her practicing the darker arts, it meant other people couldn’t be too far from behind. The list of people who knew was growing a little too big to brush off. “When did you start thinking that I’d be involved in this?”
Ignatia nods, and Lukas reluctantly gets underneath the bed, gesturing for Allune to follow. Soon, they hear the thumping of armoured boots coming up the stairs, entering each door one by one. Allune sees the mattress shifting above her as Ignatia and the barmaid get into position to make it look like they were sleeping together, the redhead dropping her top on the floor. The two women scream rather convincingly as the door slams open, propelled by a kick, and Allune sees several pairs of feet enter. Allune hears Darius speak. "Where's the blonde? Her steed is here. Come on, girl, don't test my patience. I know she's somewhere in this tavern." Ignatia stutters "M-My Lord? D-Do you mean this whore?" Darius' tone becomes angry. "I don't want to hurt you, girl, but I've caught you committing a grievous sin. I'd recommend you wise up, before I take you and the whore to see an inquisitor." Ignatia's voice trembles. "S-She's hiding in the fletcher's shop, my lord. She bought some arrows there, and ran back in when she saw you approach." Darius approaches the redhead. "See, that wasn't so hard. I'll leave a man here, and if you're telling the truth, we'll give you some coin for your help, and stay quiet about your sinfulness." As he said, Darius leaves one soldier in the room, the rest of them storming out towards the fletcher. Allune hears the sound of coins hitting the mattress. "You like men too, girl? Why don't you help me out, here?" He removes the armour around his crotch. Ignatia and the barmaid are silent, before the redhead says, "Are you sure we should do that? Someone could sneak up on us." The man says "Don't worry, no one's going to sneak up on me. Get to work, whores." Allune hears the sound of heavy breathing, before the soldier moans out. Lukas touches Allune's hand, mouthing the words "Do we take him?"
"I've been practicing the wiccan arts since I was a girl your age. It has proven very useful over the years, though I try not to be too obvious. They're terribly fond of pyres over here." Miroslava gives a short laugh. "I overheard one of the men who brought you here marvelling about how you'd fixed the pain in his joints. I figured that you were probably just some sort of herbalist, but then another mentioned a shadow you'd created." She smiles. "Your friend Kuril didn't trust me, but he softened up to my maid Felina, and accepted her offer to fix him a drink. Unbeknownst to him, I'd ordered Felina to befriend him, and she slipped a truth drought into his ale. It's a remarkable decoction. A strong willed person can resist, but only if they are aware that they've taken it, and he had no idea, so he told her all about the powers he'd seen you use."
She leans against him. "There's power in dreams, so yeah, probably. Did you ever imagine in the cloister that one day you'd have a succubus inquisitor for a lover?" She chuckles.
Was thankful Ignati's plan worked... somewhat. Hopefully they don't do anything to the fletcher. And as the man left behind was threatening the two women on the bed. She looks at Lukas, nodding, but motioning for him to wait for Darius to leave the inn. As the sounds of struggles could alert the old man. And when Allune thinks that enough time had passed for Darius to leave, they spring into action. Letting Lukas take the man, while she tried to muffle their target's mouth.
Andrzej nods, pulling his hand into his pack, when Mszczuj hears more hoofbeats. The eagle banner of Piast emerges from the woods, and he sees part of Boleslaw's party enter the village, the leader and five horsemen. The elderly knight reins up next to Mszczuj, making the sign of the cross as he sees the devestation. "Jesu... We were too late." He points to the pile of corpses.
All at once, it happens. As Allune crawls around the bed, unseen by the guard, Ignatia's hands grab hold of his wrists, his cock still in her mouth. When Allune crawls up behind him and stands, Lukas crawls out from under the bed. The guard tries to move, but Ignatia keeps a tight grip on his hands. Allune slips her hand over his mouth, muffling his cries for help, as Lukas grabs a dagger from Ignatia's discarded belt and stabs Darius' man in the throat. He struggles for a few moments, before collapsing into Allune's arms.
As the man's life was snuffed out, Allune gently lays him down on the floor. "Okay... there'll be more men downstairs, you think we should climb down the window?" She asked, taking a few deep breaths to keep herself calm, as they had just killed a man. She then looks out the window to see how many men were stationed outside.
In their corner room, Allune can see out two windows, one looking out into the village, the other to the back of the tavern. She sees that 5 armoured horsemen have arrived in the village, their leader, a white haired old man in shining plate, talking to the moustachioed archer she met earlier. One of the horsemen carries a large banner of red cloth with a white eagle emblazoned on it, a sigil Allune definitely recognises from her education, but she can't quite place which family it belongs to. Through the back facing window, she sees a single man standing guard, lazily looking at the back of the tavern. Ignatia spits on the floor and wipes her mouth. "You'd better be pretty damned grateful, that tasted like an old scarf." She makes a face of distaste, while Lukas pulls his armour back on from where it was hidden.
"I think those two knigth's group has arrived. Do you think they'll help us?" Allune looked at Ignatia as she asked. "Aside from that, there's only one guard at the back of the tavern." She added, as she moves away from the window. "The way I see it... we can engage them, and hope those knights help us. Or... we can just take out the one guard at the back of the tavern. What do you guys think?" She asked again, as Ignatia spat on the floor. "Don't worry, I promise when we get to our destination, you'll be rewarded." She nods.
Mszczuj nod and walk to sir Bolesław. "We were too late too sir. I see rest of them as they ride from the villiage and.. That will sounds weird but leader of this knight didn't have face. Only red marks in places where should be eyes and mouth." He descripe to him what he see. "And come here another band of warriors, hunting after one woman in that inn. It isn't our business sir, but I don't think these men are good deal to that female." He said. No mater what will happen, having company of soldiers squad it is always good advance.
