Docking his ship down on Kirkwall Lich swiftly made his way to the bar, the message he'd received weeks earlier that had drawn him away from the station no longer held any importance, the mission acomplished.
Lich took no notice of those around him as he made his way to order a drink, if anyone wished to gain his attention they'd need a little more than eye contact.
Clueless to his surroundings he briefly looked up for an empty table before ordering a drink at the bar.
''Whatever is the strongest thing you serve,''
The barmaid filled a glass with an almost silver liquid such was its shine. Lich lifted it up to his lips and downed it in one go.
''Another this time in a large glass,''
It had burned his throat on the way down, a good sign that it would get the job done. Lich made his way to the edge of the room and to the seat he'd claimed last time he was here, still empty.
Finally looking around him he notices a man starring at the scars on his cheeks, Lich quickly grabs a cigarette and starts blowing the smoke threw them. It always gave him a cheap giggle as people looked at him filled with curiousity and fear as to whether or not they should ask him how he got them.
Amber walked into the bar and collapsed in the nearest chair taking not mind of her surroundings. It hadn't been the nicest of flights getting over to Kirkwall between the cops, mercenaries, bounty hunters, and whatever else the universe had decided to throw her way.
She made it in one piece but looked worse for wear because of it. Her Sabre had been hammered pretty hard and she was scratched, bruised, and bleeding from several large cuts on her arms that she hadn't seemed to notice yet. She ordered a drink, drained it in one gulp and finally took in her surroundings.
"Wonder where Wayland is..." She muttered to herself.
"Good day Constable Wayland. Have you seen the latest reports? I think we should discuss the most recent one."
The Grand Constable approached her desk and handed her a holopad showing The latest report.
"We need to contact Lord Gothera as soon as possible.. It doesn't look like the Sunken City, though i don't know much about it, but if it isn't it's still valuable information we could use to our advantage. Say, the brigands? They want information about Sirius, well I'd say this is more than enough."
Dimtri half shrugged and half shook his head in confusion.
"I don't know.. We'd have to acquire more information. It's best we contact Lord Gothera as soon as possible. If he doesn't respond soon though, we'll send a scouting unit to further investigate."
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