Mindblind winced when one of the boards underfoot made a loud creak as he stepped out onto the porch of the inn. He slipped his sword from its sheath, his eyes and ears alert. The town was silent, save for the taproom of the inn, and even that had quieted when he and Raven had stood up to leave their table. He saw nobody moving about as he walked along the front of the building, heading toward where he had seen the Draxnian through the window.
He had no idea where Raven was. When he went for his sword in his room, she'd said that she'd meet him outside. Thief or no, he trusted her. Even if he couldn't see her, he had no doubt that she was nearby. Nevertheless, his heart raced as he neared the corner. Beyond it was the window, and potential danger. There were really only two possible courses of action. He could either move around the corner quickly, hoping for surprise, or move farther away from the building in hopes of seeing what he was up against. Lamenting the last second decision not to grab his shield, he chose the former.
"Creeping in the night, eh? I expected as much,
juabrudo
."
The Draxnian faced him with a bared blade, his stance steady and confident. While Mindblind had no idea what the last word the man had uttered meant, he could tell from the inflection that it was an insult.
The man appeared to be waiting for him to make the first move, so Mindblind kept his sword at the ready and answered the insult instead. "I was drinking in the night until you showed up, Bub."
The Draxnian's eyes narrowed. "Do you fear to face a man who is awake and armed? A monster
and
a coward, then?"
He understood that insult, and anger boiled up inside of him. The long years of learning to control his emotions won out — but just barely. "Big words comin' from a man who kills whores."
Three things happened in a split second. Confusion flashed in the Draxnian's eyes, Raven dropped with cat-like grace from the roof above, and the Draxnian reacted with surprising speed to Raven's sudden entrance.
"Not quick enough," Raven warned as she pressed her dagger to the man's throat. "Drop it, or I'll draw a line across your throat from ear to ear."
The Draxnian's features tightened. "You will kill me anyway, assassins. I will die with my sword in my hand."
Raven pressed the blade against his neck a little harder, just short of drawing blood. "Last chance."
"The hell you talking about? You're the damn assassin," Mindblind growled.
The Draxnian scoffed, his eyes boring into Mindblind's and his body tensing.
Raven loosed a combination of a snort and a chuckle. "You're an idiot. You'll be dead before you can move a muscle."
Having had a moment to think, the Draxnian's words came into focus in Mindblind's head. "We didn't kill the men in the tents."
The man spat out, "Liar."
"And I'm betting that you didn't have nothing to do with attacking the Cat."
"What are you on about?" Raven asked.
"Think we're about to do those murdering assholes work for them," Mindblind answered, and let his guard drop. "You knew somebody that got killed in those tents out that way, didn't you?"
"My brother."
"Like I said, we didn't kill 'em. Killed the fuckers that did, though."
"Liar," the Draxnian said again, though he sounded far less convinced this time.
Raven understood where her traveling companion was leading and suggested, "Maybe we're better off safe than sorry."
"Think we can handle him, if it comes to that."
Raven said, "This is stupid," and then pulled away the knife from the man's throat while snapping back into a defensive crouch at the same time.
"Like I said, we ain't no murderers. Your brother had blood on his hands when he died, though. Even if he didn't do the killing."
The Draxnian maintained a posture of confused wariness.
"If he was in one of those tents, then he broke into a whorehouse to kidnap whores with that lot. Might be that we would have killed him, if someone hadn't beaten us to it, but we didn't."
"The women inside?"
"The whores," Raven answered from behind him.
The Draxnian lowered his weapon. "So you seek those who have done this thing?"
"Actually, we're just trying to get home without getting killed," Mindblind answered.
Raven blew out a dismissive hiss from between her teeth. "I still think this reeks. He's a damn Draxnian. Probably just playing innocent so he can kill us in our sleep later."
"Don't think so," Mindblind disagreed.
Raven sighed. "You're going to owe me for this one. I've been saving it ever since I pinched it, and I don't think it's worth wasting on him." She dug into the pouch that contained her thief's tools, and withdrew an odd amulet suspended on a chain. She brought it close to her lips and whispered something, causing the amulet to emit an amber glow.
Holding the chain in front of her, Raven said, "As soon as I see red, you're a dead man. What are you doing here?"
"I seek the men who murdered my brother."
The charm in Raven's hand flashed green for a moment. "Who's your brother?"
"His name was Amado. He was murdered in his sleep by assassins, not far from this town."
Again, a flash of green. Raven didn't look happy about it. "Do you have any plans to kill us, or lead anyone to us who plans to?"
"No. I believe this man's words," the Draxnian replied, pointing toward Mindblind.
Raven looked over at Mindblind as well when the amulet flashed green and said, "Fine, you were right. May as well prove that he's not stupid for trusting you." She walked over and asked him, "Did we kill his brother?"
"Nope. Killed the sons-of-bitches that did, though."
An evil smile spread across Raven's face. "May as well get something out of this little trinket. What's your real name?"
It wasn't as if he was trying to hide it, so Mindblind answered, "Cerebus. What's yours?"
Raven let go of the amulet chain, and the magical device dissolved into motes of light. "Oops."
Mindblind let out a snort and shook his head. He nodded toward the Draxnian and asked, "What's your name, Bub?"
"Indigo."
"May as well come in and have a beer with us. We'll tell you what we know, and you can tell us what you know."
Indigo sheathed his sword and said, "I accept. How may I call you?"
"Mindblind."
"Raven."
Indigo's eyebrows popped up in a gesture of amused puzzlement, but he shrugged it off. "So be it, my friends. Shall we?"
"The more the merrier," Raven said sarcastically as she swept past the two men back toward the door of the inn.
Mindblind chuckled and followed her inside.
****
The sounds of crickets and prostitutes hard at work joined in a curious serenade as Mindblind stood next to the wagon behind the inn. While comparing information hadn't really offered any clues about the assassins or who hired them, something that happened afterward had.
Yani had apparently taken rings off the fingers of each assassin while she was stripping useful clothing from them, and had chosen to wear one of them. While she was doing her best to entice Indigo into her bed, he'd noticed the ring and recognized it.
The insignia belonged to a renegade group of Draxnian assassins that had fled the country after botching a job for someone in the government. The killers all had a price on their head in Draxnia, but they'd managed to stay hidden in Egoria, and even returned to their trade. Once he named the group as the Order of the Nightblade, Raven revealed that she knew of them by reputation.
"You're not thinking about going after them, are you?"
He turned around to see Raven closing the back door of the inn and answered, "Nah. Not that stupid."
She pointed back over her shoulder toward the inn. "Apparently, he is. Damn idiot is going to get himself killed, and he actually seems excited about it."
"Figure most people would have said the same thing about us a few days back."
She walked up next to him and said, "One thing to go after slavers in the middle of nowhere. Whole different story to go after killers in their nest."
"Probably never find them, anyway. They must be good at hiding if Draxnia hasn't tracked them down and hung them."
"At least we'll only lose a third of a night's sleep each night."