Kage and Natalie were hurt. Probably the only two people that may have had an onze of care for his well-being. Well, maybe a half-onze. It shouldn't have bothered him.Â
The previous encounter had left Kage knocked out, with multiple wounds. He'd managed to follow Jin'li and a damned mage through the aether to Black Brush, where another assassin had joined them. "Damn that mage!" He may have been alone in his room, but the fist hitting his desk would be audible in the entire house. If he'd had better control. If they had not focused solely on Jin'li. The words that Auturmax Laforet had said, "we'll hunt you down," didn't sit well with him. Sure, nobody knew who we was, himself included, so tracking by name was pointless. But this was someone involved in the void. Someone who chose to protect a twisted, rapid dog of a former slave.
And what came of it? As the mage teleported once again, Merc ran after Jin'li's blood trail, only to find it end abruptly. It was fairly obvious the miqo'te wasn't in a state to teleport himself. It would have needed to be Laforet's work. The residual aether from the teleport was easy to sense. He knew the theory, had the knowledge, but not the practice to reopen the gate. Someone else would have to track it. Merc needed only to find someone equally well-versed in study of the aether. Like any other energy, there would be...traceable remnants for a while. He could only hope the captured assassin would either divulge the location, or they would find someone who could apply his theories.
He send a letter to the Weaver's Guild in Ul'dah with a few lines.
"The dog couldn't be put down. He is protected by an elezen named Austurmax. I know not if this is a pseudonym. The mage threatens to speak, location unknown." The letter was not signed. It need not be trackable.
He was certain that the receiver of this letter, a hyuran woman, would not be pleased. Letter sent, he departed to the world of dreams, only to be awoken if any in the house actually wanted his help. His methods may be rough, but they were thorough.
The previous encounter had left Kage knocked out, with multiple wounds. He'd managed to follow Jin'li and a damned mage through the aether to Black Brush, where another assassin had joined them. "Damn that mage!" He may have been alone in his room, but the fist hitting his desk would be audible in the entire house. If he'd had better control. If they had not focused solely on Jin'li. The words that Auturmax Laforet had said, "we'll hunt you down," didn't sit well with him. Sure, nobody knew who we was, himself included, so tracking by name was pointless. But this was someone involved in the void. Someone who chose to protect a twisted, rapid dog of a former slave.
And what came of it? As the mage teleported once again, Merc ran after Jin'li's blood trail, only to find it end abruptly. It was fairly obvious the miqo'te wasn't in a state to teleport himself. It would have needed to be Laforet's work. The residual aether from the teleport was easy to sense. He knew the theory, had the knowledge, but not the practice to reopen the gate. Someone else would have to track it. Merc needed only to find someone equally well-versed in study of the aether. Like any other energy, there would be...traceable remnants for a while. He could only hope the captured assassin would either divulge the location, or they would find someone who could apply his theories.
He send a letter to the Weaver's Guild in Ul'dah with a few lines.
"The dog couldn't be put down. He is protected by an elezen named Austurmax. I know not if this is a pseudonym. The mage threatens to speak, location unknown." The letter was not signed. It need not be trackable.
He was certain that the receiver of this letter, a hyuran woman, would not be pleased. Letter sent, he departed to the world of dreams, only to be awoken if any in the house actually wanted his help. His methods may be rough, but they were thorough.
