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PostPosted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 4:30 pm 

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All Scott could do is this point was be picked up and loaded into a wagon. He's armor places beside him. So he waited in the back of the moving wagon it felt like he had been in it for a eternity. He's Voice had returned by the time they had stopped but his body still refused to move. "Are we here Zandra if not hurry up so I can get out of this God forsaken wagon."

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PostPosted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 5:14 pm 
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Zandra rolled her eyes and let the wagon slowly pass her as she cam to the back, the horse still moving and keeping up with the wagon. The sun was descending in the sky now, they had been on the move for awhile, and thankfully hadn't been interrupted. "Stop bickering, were almost there." Zandra lightly scolded him. She honestly couldn't blame him, he was in pain and had been put in the back of a bouncing wagon. But she also didn't want him to see her home, the thought worried her. Looking up she noticed a sign, 'Doncaster' it read. "We're here." She said with little enthusiasm.
She turned to the second wagon that held the rest of Scotts men, "The rest of you will set up camp outside of town, hopefully Scott will be healed within a day or two and we will be getting out of here. Until then you will be waiting, I don't want a single person inside this town harmed while we are here, got it?" She didn't wait for them to answer, instead she turned the horse and when to the front of the wagon that held Scott. She looked at the guy that was driving it, "You follow me, im going to need your help getting him out." And with that she was moving forward again, past the sign and into her home town.

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 4:49 pm 

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Scott said with a somewhat inpatient tone. "We here as your childhood home or the town or what ever the hell it was. It's the second if it was the first I'd already be out of this freaking wagon." he paused for a bit before saying. "you know I hope you get everything in life that you wanted. The whole knight to assassin thing and all that. Wonder what the people here will think of your new armor." he smirked and waited for her response.

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 5:16 pm 
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Zandra sighed, "I don't know what they will think, or if they will even recognize me. But I would like to stay on the down low, you of all people should understand that." Zandra said, loud enough for Scott to hear her. It was slightly darker now, soon the sun would be gone. She looked around at the town she had grew up in, that she had protected, she knew almost everyone here. As the horse trotted she tilted her head down slightly, her hood covering up her face with shadows. Maybe she had some spare armor in her home she would switch to for the time being that they were here.

Glancing up a moment later she saw her small little home. "We're here..." Her voice went from tired to sounding as if she had died inside. She looked over her home, it was small and resembled the shack Scott had dropped her off at for three days. Two windows were by the door, and a large field on both sides. Once Knight Abell had died, her mother and she had used the fields as income to survive. She glanced around, due to it slowly becoming night, not many people were out. Mostly just old couples sitting outside their homes, and a few children playing games. She caught a few of them eyeing her, no doubt curious of who she was. Once they reached her home, she hopped off the horse and walked to the back of the wagon waiting for Scott's man to help her get him out.

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PostPosted: Mon Aug 29, 2016 5:49 pm 

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Scott had felt the wagon stop once more, mostly due to the fact that his head would always hit the front of the bed. Scott said " so I am assuming we have arrived?" he's question was soon awnsered, when the few men that Zandra had allowed to accompany them, picked Scott up and dragged him into the small house. Scott laughed a little bit before saying. "ugh that hurts now, try not to do anything I might think is funny. Anyways you thought I'd be worried about Bout your home, your speaking to a man who's spent the last few years sleeping in the forest. I think it's quite wonderful."

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Zandra had grabbed Scott's armor and then lead the men to what was once her mother's small room. The only other rooms was hers and the so called 'living room'. He was right though, she shouldn't be nervous about him seeing her home, he had slept in worse. She looked to his men, "There is one other bed, so if one of you would like to stay, then you may. The rest of you can head out to the campsite outside of town." The only other bed was hers, but she had offered it up to one of Scott's men if he even wanted it. Zandra could rest on the floor if needed, though she doubted she would get any sleep. She walked over to where was now laying, "Mind if I take a look at your wounds?"

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PostPosted: Sun Sep 18, 2016 7:01 pm 

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Scott had no idea of how many beds the house possesed, but he was fairly certain that he wanted to be alone with Zandra. He used all the strength he could muster to raise up slightly and give the bandit a look. The bandit immediately turned down the offer, and left. Zandra in turn asked if she could look at scotts wounds. Scott replied "go for it just don't poke around to much."

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PostPosted: Sun Sep 18, 2016 7:27 pm 
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Zandra watched as Scott's men declined the offer and left. She turned to Scott and bent down beside him, careful to not shake the bed. She gently raised up the bandages, checking for bleeding. But to her pleasure she had done a wonderful job and there was no bleeding that she could see. She decided that the bandages would need to be changed within two or three hours. Sitting down beside the bed in the floor she kept silent. Not sure wither she should tell him that the man she had killed had once been her father, and that she had found out that he wasn't actually her father.
"I, uh..." She started to talk about it, but her words trailed off. She didn't want to bother him with the information, he probably wanted to rest anyways. "Are you comfy? Your not to hot or cold are you?" She asked instead.

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