[Sakura D'aron]

First Cycle of Cryxatum, Summer. Late Darkening.

Sakura sighed looking at Ken as they left the Tattered Sails. He was too talkative for his own good. Did he have no sense of danger? Or was he simply daft? She did not think that he was an experft with a blade, in fact, she wouldn't be surprised if he turned out not knowing how to even hold one. But for his sake, she hoped he could at least defend himself. Because she wouldn't be that much helf if they were attacked.

"You need to keep quiet." She mumbled quietly as she drew the hood of her cloak over her head. "Wouldn't want attracting attention to yourself now of all times." She said softly as she started leading them away from the relative safety of her tavern, which ironically was reputed as the most dangerous tavern in town.

She had left the tavern against Victor's wishes, he'd wanted to come with them, to assure their safety of course. But she wasn't fond of leaving the tavern unatended, and so Victor had remaind in her place. Worse yet, she'd left without even a word to Alex, who had a nagging habit of going paranoid with worry every time she happen to leave the tavern at night. Jack of course, her pet monkey, had come with her, he hardly ever left her side. But alas, Jack was no comfort at all when it came to safety.

"Keep up will you. You need to stay by my side. Do you know how to defend yourself if need be?" She asked suddenly as she kept a quick pace. She turned to look at him wondering if he was even armed.