Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140119184840/@comment-12599067-20140126191802

"You gonna hide or just stand in the middle of the road like sitting ducks?" Jack hissed, clambering onto a rocky overhang to glare down at Paris and Olaf. "Get moving before the guards see you!" he ordered, looking down at the nobles and listening in on snatches of conversation. Finally, he was able to select one voice out of the group, a voice that had the calm and regal air of a royal but the feeling of relaxed power.

"Let me get this straight. Our wheel is broken because you accidentally ran over a rock?" Novo asked, voice laced with exasperation. There was a muffled response, then a long sigh from Novo. "Honestly, you people are insufferable. If I had a septim for every time I hired one of you careless idiots, I'd have enough to hire a half-decent carter. How long until you get it fixed?" he asked, frowning. Another muffled reply came through, and there was silence. "We don't have that kind of time! Why on earth--"

"Novo, calm down. The man's a carter, not a magician," a second voice replied, calm and reassuring. Jack knew he had heard that voice before, but he couldn't quite pin it down. His eyes scanned the nobles as he listened in on the argument, but he couldn't find Novo in the crowd. They would have to attack before they would be able to find him. Jack gestured for Paris and Olaf to get into position and waited for an opportune time to give his mark, eyes scanning over the Penitus Oculatus guards for signs of weakness.