{Melisa}
The streets of Syux always had a different feel at night.
During the day, it was all busy merchants and chattering students. But right now? Spirit crystals flickered atop lampposts and the twin moons refused to show themselves through grey clouds.
Truly the perfect ambiance for murder.
[Well... This is a bit of a predicament, isn't it?] She thought, trying to look appropriately nervous as she followed Koros through the shadows.
She could see him sneaking looks at her every ten steps or so.
[Okay, think,] she told herself as they moved through the quiet streets. [Obviously, I'm not going to help these assholes murder anyone. But what's the play here?]
Ahead of her, Crooked-nose was doing his best impression of a competent lookout, which mostly involved nearly tripping over his own feet every few steps.
