A young lad leans over and peeks down the hall, watching a figure wearing a fur lined heavy leather cloak step out into the hall from Sebastion's bedroom, and gains a rather curious expression upon his face before Sebastion steps out of the room and stops in the door frame to watch the cloaked figure leave.
"Sebastion you slippery rat, did you just get yourself a piece?" Morgan calls as he too watches the cloaked figure leave.
"No, Morgan, but I certainly got screwed..." Sebastion replies, giving a long sigh and shakes his head while his gaze falls to the floor. "Get Simon, we need to speak with the Master Thief."
Sebastion stands with Simon and Morgan, explaining the course of events with the Master Thief for some time, discussion from each plunged the discussion far into the evening.
"I'll leave, hopefully it will drop some of the heat." Sebastion offers, nodding to the Master Thief.
"So they are using the girl as bait, too?" Simon questions, looking nervously at Sebastion.
"Yes, and the guild as well."
"Then the best thing we can do is everyone leaves. I want this place abandoned, no trace of anyone or anything. Everyone is to return to your secondary homes until this blows over... And Sebastion, get what supplies you need and arm yourself to the teeth. I would suggest that you stick close to your girlfriend and keep an eye out. We'll take care of things here."
"She's not my girlfriend..." Sebastion grumbles, looking between Simon and Morgan for support. "Right?"
The brothers look between themselves for a moment and finally back to Sebastion. "If you say so." Morgan retorts.
"I hate you guys ..." Sebastion smirks, stepping out of the room and leaving. "Don't forget to write fellas..."
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