"That's good enough," Rai said, "all I need to know is that you won't run away from anything." Rai walked off then he turned back. "By the way, my name is Rai and you should come with me."
Ivanhoe nodded solemnly. The mage shouldn't be worried about him running, he should be worried about Ivanhoe holding his ground. That was more dangerous. He followed Rai silently, gaze settling on a girl with green eyes and dark hair, and that weird thrumming energy that surrounded mages. It was hard to notice for someone who didn't know what they were looking for, but Ivanhoe had eventually noticed how the air surrounding a mage was... different. This girl was not only a mage, but her entire existence just seemed dark. It made his skin crawl. Ivanhoe really didn't like magic.
Eliza watched as the two started to walk off. She soon followed them, her black cape dragging hardly. It was the perfect lingth to just gaze the ground. She pulled the hood up around her head, so that you couldn't see her face well. She was well aware how dark she looked. She just didn't care.
Rai walked along the road, finally he reached the animal shop. Rai walked in and grabbed two horses. He held them both by the reins and gave one to Farus. "Two fastest horses in the shop." Rai muttered before getting on top of one. He looked at Farus. "Coming?"
Ivanhoe blinked and stared at Rai. This man clearly had money, he not only could afford two horses, but good ones too. Ivanhoe ran his hand down the horse's chestnut flank and clambered on, gripping the reins in one hand. What on earth could the mage be wanting a mercenary for? DIdn't he have magic to solve his problems? "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly do you need me for?" Ivanhoe asked Rai. He glanced back at the girl, who had pulled her cloak tightly around her thin frame. "And is she your friend? Otherwise I say we kill her as soon as we get to the tree line."
"Eh, I don't want to get too lonely during my journey. All my friends are busy preparing and they can't spare any companions." Rai said as he looked back at the girl, "I don't know her, but I suggest that we hold off on killing her."
((Ohhh try and kill her!!!!! I'm loving that I put in her bio that she is a necromancy right now. Haha!))
Eliza kept her distance but followed.
((Necromancer stupid autocorrect))
((That's funny. lol. I guess we can try to kill her too.))
Ivanhoe looked ahead and said nothing. This whole situation wasn't sitting right with him. "There's something you're not telling me." Ivanhoe said, not an accusation or a question, just a statement. "Gold? Drugs? Human trafficking? I ain't one to judge, but I don't mess around with slavery, that's where I draw the line. So what is it you're trying to protect?" Ivanhoe turned and looked back, seeing the hooded girl was still following them. It's like she wasn't even weary of them seeing her. Ivanhoe's mind was made up, he was killing her the second they were hidden in the trees.
((Y'all know what a necromancer does right? I'm guessing yes but you never know. Haha assuming will only cause issues. Lol))
((Yeah, I know what a necromancer is.))
"I'm trying to protect the safety of our planet. The seal of angels is weakening and I need to go back and strengthen it again." Rai said.
((Oh and does ether of you know the formatting for italics and such on a mobile?))
((Nope, you'll have to figure that out on your own. Sorry :P))
"Um... alright." Ivanhoe had no clue what Rai was talking about, but he guessed it didn't matter. He wasn't getting paid to think. As soon as Ivanhoe got to the tree line he dismounted and let the horse keep walking. "Go on ahead, I'll catch up. Gotta take care of that little mage." He said, drawing his sword.
Eliza didn't stop walking towards the woods. She saw a shining of a blade but that didn't stop her.
Ivanhoe waited for the mage to enter the forest before he struck. His falcuta sank into her chest to the hilt like butter, and he pulled it out sharply, wringing blood off the blade. Ivanhoe sheathed his sword and turned around, starting to walk down the path to Rai and the horses.
Eliza smiled a truly evil smile and let out a little laugh before she stood again, blood leaking from hr chest. She the looked at him as she started to speak, though it was more of a wicked screach...
"Hear my voice,
hear my creed,
da.mmed from heaven,
d.ammed from h.ell,
I call upon you,
till's all is well!"
Imedently white mists srounded the man whom had stabbed her, though they made no move, waiting for Eliza to signal them.