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Azrael went outside and put the saddle back on their horse as well as the bags. Njeri looked rested enough to travel on and she drank plenty of rain water. She'd be fine this day and he brushed her a little bit as Ignatius came out of the hut as well. "No prayer today?", he asked without stopping and turning around. Ignatius had packed up quickly, now he ate and Azrael shook his head. "I'll eat on the way." No hold ups, the sooner they reached the monastery, the better. Not that Azrael would set…

"I'm fine, really.", he reiterated. Ignatius was a worrywart and Azrael doubted that it was only about him being hurt. This was something else, he was probably scared out here all alone with just one guy he barely knew. Sure, he was a grown up man, but he never left his home before. Without any light he couldn't even ask him if he wanted to fix the hole in his coat. Azrael could do it himself, but if it helped Ignatius, he would let him. Without any light this task was a difficult one, so he did…

"I'm fine.", Azrael was quick to answer. He truly was, some scratches wouldn't kill him and he'd care for them tomorrow. Now he was tired and he too needed sleep every now and then. They were save now, so it was a good time to rest as much as he could. The priest had other ideas though. "Nervous?", he asked him. He'd never been on a journey like this, of course he was. This situation wasn't ideal and even if nothing was on their toes and time wasn't an issue, he wouldn't be surprised if Ignatius…

Azrael closed his eyes and tried to sleep. His sleep was never deep, he stayed alert as he was used to, but rested as best he could still. He woke up some time later, feeling something in his pocket vibrate. A demon passed one of his runes, probably a scout. Ignatius seemed to sleep and he didn't want to wake him over it, so he got up and into his clothes quickly. Lastly he grabbed his weapon and went outside to see what this was about. It was still raining and not even the moon had a chance to …

Ignatius was nice enough about his answer which didn't change and still now he made Azrael feel like he was overreacting. He was just not comfortable around others, whoever it was and he always looked forward to the day he was done with work, when he got paid and was alone again. He liked demon hunting jobs more, because it didn't involve going with anyone who wanted to have smalltalk or anything of that sort. He listened though and now came out of his cocoon to eat a little before bed. Good. Th…

"Sure you didn't already catch one?", Azrael asked the priest, but it didn't really matter. Time constraints were annoying, but it wasn't the only thing that chased them over the river. Azrael looked at the priest and while the suggestion wasn't stupid, the hunter didn't want that. "I'm used to travelling alone." Or at least he slept alone apart from people who hired him and huddled up together, people who made a fire despite him telling them not to. It wasn't really an explanation or excuse, bu…

As Azrael entered Ignatius was already huddled up in a cocoon and he could only see his eyes and the flowing red hair. He sures stood out with that. It was getting dark now, darker than it was before with the rain clouds hanging over them like a bad omen. The hunter took off his coat and opened the door again to wring it out over the two steps leading up to their place for the night. Then he closed it again and hung his coat up on a rusty nail. He got rid of his hat too, then shook his head a bi…

"We have no firewood.", Azrael quickly answered, "And fire creates light and smoke which could cause unwanted attention." Though the smoke would be fine during a rainy night like this, probably and the hut was leaky enough for the smoke to just dissipate outside instead of killing them. Still, he rarely made fires if he could avoid it, but Ignatius seemed cold and the sneezing wasn't a good sign. Azrael wanted to get out of his own wet clothes, but he couldn't just yet. "I'm going to secure the …

Azrael turned around and was relieved when he heard Ignatius' voice. Their horse seemed calm and fine for nor, so he let go of it to walk over to the edge of the river and Ignatius who climbed out of it. He grabbed his arm to help him up. He was dirty, but otherwise looked alright. Different than the bridge, because it was now completely gone, swallowed by the raging water. "Are you alright?", he asked. "Nothing broken or anything?" He was wet and cold and probably exhausted from this spell. It …

Azrael stood back and waited. He couldn't help, not one bit and he did what he was asked. His only responsibility was to bring the horse with them and see to it that it didn't freak out. Close to the edge he waited, turning to their steed. "Shh, calm...", he mumbled to it as it looked afraid of the waves below. He held the rains high, so it would not look down and he could only hoped she'd trust him. Ignatius spoke his incantation for quite some while and eventually he started moving. Azrael fol…

Ignatius asked valid questions and Azrael sighed. He didn't want to attract any demons to their new location, especially if they maybe lost them, but they had to cross. If they were lucky, by tomorrow they'd be far enough that the demons lost them again. He looked up between his wet hair. The rain was annoying too. "Wait a moment.", Azrael mumbled and stepped away, instead going to the treeline the road came out of. "I've read about ways to catch magic energy before it disperses, but I've never …

Ignatius was right, downstream looked probably worse and they'd just waste their time. They couldn't build a bridge out of thin air either and hoping the rain would stop and the waters calm down was not feasible either. Not only did they have a time limit, but they also possibly had someone on their trail. "You're right.", he let the priest know too as he looked at the bridge again. "They either built this because they don't often use it, or they didn't have the weather conditions to build somet…

Azrael was thinking Ignatius could have found someone he trusted a bit more than him, but he didn't say it. He never had been of the talkative kind and Ignatius better saved his breath if he didn't want to ride. Maybe he was lucky, maybe not and maybe in turn Azrael was unlucky. Whatever the case, he committed to this now and there was no reason for him to abandon his work just yet. He had nothing better to do, no one to return to and nothing to find, nothing to lose too, except his life maybe. …

There was no way out of the demon blight, Azrael was sure of it. There were too many and even if all humans worked together, they wouldn't achieve much. Both of their domains weren't free for the other to enter at will. Demons had certain rules to uphold and humans couldn't travel to their realm. In his mind running, hiding and defending would never stop them, but attacking them wasn't possible. They were doomed, there was nothing they could do, much as they couldn't stop the seasons or the sun.…

"Not all demons look like them and not all humans are saints. They are scared of people they don't know, not that a demon couldn't take the form of a loved one. That's why they rely on priests to identify them, but anyone can really..." He stopped himself. Fighting with Ignatius over religion was senseless. Azrael was angry the churches kept those spells and the knowledge how to achieve the same without it to themselves. Anyone could go out and find the right ingredients to make something that w…

"I believe it.", Azrael was quick to answer. Ignatius didn't seem to know a lot about anything but church affairs and even in that apartment h seemed lacking. He didn't know much about the monasteries or where exactly they were, he just followed his magic trick, not even god, it was just magic. Azrael didn't believe in gods, he only believed in what he saw and he was yet to meet someone like that. If there was any, they couldn't be that almighty, why else would their world look like this? Would …

"You didn't?", Azrael asked although he got his answer. "Well this is one smart horse then." He sighed a little. He didn't often ride horses himself, but he knew how to and how to care for one. "I'd teach it to you, but I suppose there is no time for that. Well, maybe we can make time for it on the way." Azrael could only walk so fast, if Ignatius wanted to test out how to control the horse and ride faster than walking tempo, he could. "Why is it you, who has never ridden a horse or walked so fa…

Azrael kept walking ahead, leading the horse and he was quick about it, there was no reason to take it slow, not when Ignatius was sitting on a horse. He didn't look back when Ignatius started talking again. "You can hold onto it for now." He wasn't going to betray him and he trusted him for now. Azrael wouldn't abandon him and he'd try his best to keep the priest save. He couldn't and wouldn't promise a save passage though, this was nothing anyone could guarantee. He looked up anyway when Ignat…

Azrael waited for quite some time and the guards did not grow tired of staring at him. He paid them no mind and looked in the direction of the forest they had come from. He still wondered if they'd been followed by any demons, if they picked up their scent and where they'd even go. He also questioned himself. There was no reason to help this priest, no reason to take on this dangerous task he knew neither the goal nor the purpose of and yet he was here waiting for him, seeing if he even still wa…

Azrael nodded. He didn't expect to get everything, but he rather asked about all the things he could think of and got a selection instead of being modest. It wasn't a demand, he asked for it as upfront payment or maybe payment fro bringing Ignatius at least here. They went out together still, there was no need not to. The inns dining room was totally empty and still dirty from the day before. This was definitely more of a night establishment than anything else. Outside the air was a tad bit cold…