Apep sat there silently, his head obscured by his cloak and helm.
The dark prince narrowed his eyes at the guards.
"Yes, it seems our fugitives have taken refuge in the town of Kreun or somewhere near it. I want you to tear apart any settlements in or around Kreun until you find them and if you do, don't hesitate to make them suffer.
Also, there is a bounty hunter who goes under the name of Darman Skirata. He's known to go after anyone...for a price, I would advise you to send him after the outlanders. Pray you succeed or else I'll see to it that the next few moments will be your last." He explained.
"One more thing, there are rumors that the resistance that opposed my wretched father is hiding out near that area. It would be wise to kill any members of that resistance should you meet any." he hissed in a venomous tone.
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Isoba led the group to through winding halls and through a set of double doors. It wasn't long before they arrived at the resistance leader's quarters. In the room were a few desks, with various documents and scrolls scattered upon them, and many chairs upon one of them sat yet another unfamiliar being.
She resembled a humanoid Grey Wolf. A pair of spectacles adorned her muzzle and she appeared to be deep in thought as she calmly read what was written on a seemingly ancient scroll. the wolf-woman also appeared to be very old.
"A Wolven. It looks like they weren't all burned alive by the empire" Ashnii stated.
"Ah, so they're another near-extinct race like the Ra'kaath." John replied.
"Precisely"
Isoba quietly approached the wolven.
"Lady Raine, they have arrived" he said just loud enough that everyone could hear.