Having looked at his iLac for five minutes while sipping from a beige mug containing mocha, Shane sighed slightly before turning it off and slipping it into his pants pocket. He had been stuck in Lavanitir Port City for the past few weeks, originally here for an interception mission. He had thought he would be able to leave the place and return to Era where he would be able to relax but the message that he had just received from one of his informants needed him to stay in Lavanitir for a few more days.
The word had already been put out in the streets actually. Two days before, Shane had already got wind of the rumors that a particularly bloodthirsty gang that called themselves Stygian was going to enter the port city. While Lavanitir’s key selling point as a city was that anyone would be welcome to stay here as long as they followed the laws of the city, Lavanitir also disregarded any of your prior statuses the moment you walk through the gates of the city. A Rune Knight would receive treatment no different from a criminal as long as they keep themselves clean here. As a former Rune Knight and a fugitive wanted by the Magic Council, Lavanitir was supposed to be a great hiding place for him but Shane loathed the place and its principles.
Criminals were criminals. Second chances may be given but there was no way he could just disregard their past actions just because they were currently Lavanitir-law abiding citizens.
Shane stood on the alcove of a roof of a tall building, making himself appear as inconspicuous as possible. He had a pair of binoculars in his right hand, holding it up in front of his eyes as he swept through the compound of the large mansion that had just recently been purchased. His left arm was perched on the railing, holding his body’s weight as he leaned forward. The mansion had been on the market for quite some time, garnering little interest from potential buyers due to the militaristic design.
Tall walls surrounded the entire compound, complete with rooms at each corner of the walls for guards to man. Within, the buildings were all rectangular, the designer going all out in making the buildings looked as boxy as possible. The buildings were separated into the main house, with a smaller building on each side. The roofs were almost flat, made of completely black panels with a slight angle just enough for the rain to roll off.
Shane continued watching patiently, taking note of the guards that were walking around the perimeter of the mansion and their behavior. His intel had told him that the Stygian gang was currently holed up in this place, and if he wanted to drag the leader of the gang back to Era to pay for his crimes, the former Rune Knight was going to have to infiltrate the place.
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[Total WC: 492 / ???]
The word had already been put out in the streets actually. Two days before, Shane had already got wind of the rumors that a particularly bloodthirsty gang that called themselves Stygian was going to enter the port city. While Lavanitir’s key selling point as a city was that anyone would be welcome to stay here as long as they followed the laws of the city, Lavanitir also disregarded any of your prior statuses the moment you walk through the gates of the city. A Rune Knight would receive treatment no different from a criminal as long as they keep themselves clean here. As a former Rune Knight and a fugitive wanted by the Magic Council, Lavanitir was supposed to be a great hiding place for him but Shane loathed the place and its principles.
Criminals were criminals. Second chances may be given but there was no way he could just disregard their past actions just because they were currently Lavanitir-law abiding citizens.
Shane stood on the alcove of a roof of a tall building, making himself appear as inconspicuous as possible. He had a pair of binoculars in his right hand, holding it up in front of his eyes as he swept through the compound of the large mansion that had just recently been purchased. His left arm was perched on the railing, holding his body’s weight as he leaned forward. The mansion had been on the market for quite some time, garnering little interest from potential buyers due to the militaristic design.
Tall walls surrounded the entire compound, complete with rooms at each corner of the walls for guards to man. Within, the buildings were all rectangular, the designer going all out in making the buildings looked as boxy as possible. The buildings were separated into the main house, with a smaller building on each side. The roofs were almost flat, made of completely black panels with a slight angle just enough for the rain to roll off.
Shane continued watching patiently, taking note of the guards that were walking around the perimeter of the mansion and their behavior. His intel had told him that the Stygian gang was currently holed up in this place, and if he wanted to drag the leader of the gang back to Era to pay for his crimes, the former Rune Knight was going to have to infiltrate the place.
[492 words]
[Total WC: 492 / ???]