The Ward's Guard

Pior kept going with his reenactment, taking on an overdramatic tone of voice as he impersonated Aerith. "Then he started to get on his knees with tears streaming down his face he looked at me in my own eyes and said, "please, she means everything to me. Take all of my gold, take my livelihood, take everything, but please help me save her. I will surely die if I can't have her with me again. I can only imagine what terrible and dark things they are doing to her, and I-" Pior cut himself off before straightening himself up. "I'm getting the feeling that I took it a bit too far, and I'm normally the last guy who feels that."

'You should have seen him when he came to me. He was falling all over the table in grief yelling "woe is me, they have her locked up!" It was so moving that I physically couldn't say no to that pouting face." As Pior briefly tells his story, he provides a short and overdramatic reenactment before nearly collapsing with laughter.

"Now I'm hurt, I risk my life to help ol' hot eyes to free the love of his life and I'm only a background character in the story?" Pior turned towards Aerith and said, "wait, does that mean I'm your sidekick?"

"Me? My name hasn't changed since I last told you, Pior."

"Call him Hot eyes, he prefers that."

"Gee, it's almost like that was the idea. I wouldn't know though, I just cut and stab things. I also do free demonstrations."

"Probably two things total, one of them being that you amal are all the same. The other being that Liquor solves most problems." Pior gave Concerto a cheeky smile.

"And yet, I got this distinct memory of one of us running from an organization that one of us here (not naming names) is claiming that they ran easily based on their physical prowess. Then again, all I do is wait for people to pay me to hit things, so what do I know?"

Pior cracked his fingers. "Oh he won't need to lift a finger, I could take ya on my own if I wanted to. I just don't wanna quite yet."

"Ooh hot eyes, that sounded vaguely like a threat. You gonna let the high value amal just walk away?"

"I could at the drop of the hat. Although it might be nice to have a willing hostage. What do you think Hot eyes?"

"Ah yes, Aerith and I will trust the buffoon that we just met who also happens to be the ex-leader of the evil organization of terrorist furry human creature Crystel Mother abandoned abominations that plague all of humanity." Pior pulled out his dagger and squatted to a defensive position.

"One minute she's the girl who's not the girl we were trying to save, then she jumps up and is the girl that we were trying to save." Pior stopped himself as he thought about it for two seconds. "Alright that doesn't make the most sense, but what do you expect of a dull eyed like me? You wanna help me out here Hot eyes?"

"Hold up, how do we know that it was you who brought Aerith's girl back?"

Pior placed his hand on Aerith's shoulder. "Easy hot eyes, we've already seen that he's mentally unstable because of how much he doesn't care for exploding metal balls of death. Not to mention the fact that he has been in charge of all of those Amal attacks. Actually, I don't know why I'm holding you back."

"If you're not interested in sticks that shoot metal balls with fire, then what's wrong with you?"

Pior rolled his eyes. "Loads of help you are. I thought you were the hotshot Amal."

Pior waved his hand. "Yeah yeah, whatever. Where can we get one?" Kuno turned back towards the fire. "Of course with you, you probably already know all that you need to. Now, I need information regarding humans turning to Amals and keeping their powers. My information tells me that he has done this successfully. If you can, get the information and everything related to it. If you can't, bring him to me and I shall take care of him. If by some twist of fate you can't get or break him, then execute asset denial. These are your orders, are we clear Maestro?" @Ookla the Channelknight

Pior jumped in. "First of all, where can we get our hands on these 'Musgets'."

Hey, that's me!

"Like a red crystal? Do they get it to explode or something stupid like that?"

This has taken a dramatic twist.

"Wait, hold up. Things that shoot metal balls? How the Crystal do you do that?!"

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