Wemrys scanned over the flier for a few moments and knew almost immediately this was something suspicious. No authority claiming ownership of the bill so nobody to directly contact, a drop off in the middle of nowhere, an exorbitant payoff for the person who did the job and looked the other way. Some fool's way of getting someone out of the way by hindering them at the least, snuffing them out at the worst.
Still...he had to admit ten million gil was hard to ignore. Was what happened to Arala Makeo of any concern to him in the long run regardless of whether they really were a Garlean spy?
The Storm chuckled to himself, "O' course it be." The words could have easily been taken as a man deciding the reward was worth it. A face and a name with no last sightings or movement patterns weren't much...but he'd gone on much less before. Wemrys adjusted the greataxe slung across his back, the weapon rattling against the armour he wore as he started to walk again. He didn't doubt he may not even stand a chance of finding the woman to sort this out, but it was worth a shot.
Still...he had to admit ten million gil was hard to ignore. Was what happened to Arala Makeo of any concern to him in the long run regardless of whether they really were a Garlean spy?
The Storm chuckled to himself, "O' course it be." The words could have easily been taken as a man deciding the reward was worth it. A face and a name with no last sightings or movement patterns weren't much...but he'd gone on much less before. Wemrys adjusted the greataxe slung across his back, the weapon rattling against the armour he wore as he started to walk again. He didn't doubt he may not even stand a chance of finding the woman to sort this out, but it was worth a shot.
