[Funkduder]

"What a walk, and a talk for that matter. Let's go back to the tavern and play a little game of catchup before the militia catch on to our friends."
Michael kept quiet on the last part to keep those other than Altiel out of the reach of his voice.
Looking ahead there were two hooded silhouettes on the road which Michael didn't recognize. "Well who are these two?" he thought to himself, but when he blink, the figures disappeared. "How nice." Michael knew that in this weakened place, the peace can only last so long. Making his way, with Altiel, to the tavern, he kept an eye out for the blind assassin and the others. He knew that they were heading in the same general direction so it wouldn't have been that hard to spot any of them on the streets. However, the effort came in vain because they spotted neither Lev nor Bella and as the two walked into the tavern, the blind man, healer, and novice psychic were having drinks.