Dread coiled in her gut. If she was to find out anything, she'd have to go inside. Have to break into the administerial building, which was madness. But she had to - there was no other alternative.

She sighed. "Then you're just another prisoner," she murmured. The prisoner wasn't her concern, she had to know what happened to him. And form a plan. She knew she had to get in tonight, there were no other options. The guards were still switching. This was the best time, but it meant running in blindly. She would take that chance. She knew she could rely on herself, she just had to get in, figure out where he went and... and...

She had no idea where he had gone. She would end up wandering around until she got caught. If she was to get anywhere, she would need to interrogate all of the prisoners in this dungeon block. And no doubt the whole lot would want out in return.

Fine. So now all she had to do was break into a heavily guarded, Empire bastion; go undetected to the dungeons and break out several if not all of the prisoners in this dungeon block; find who she was looking for; and get herself and him out at the same time. What a great mess she was in. But... she thought through the scenario. If there was a jailbreak in one of the building's many dungeons, would all the guards be making sure no-one got in or would they be concerned with preventing the jailbirds from getting out?

"There may still be guards in there. Pass the message on but as quietly as you can - everyone is to get ready to get out," she hissed, jumping away from the grate and into the air. Watching around herself, she slithered onto the roof and out of sight.

She nods before disappearing up the road, the sounds of her squeaking cart soon ending afterwards.

Kai'hel hauled the old, weathered crate out of the sand, wiping away the remaining grains from its lid. Clicking it open, he picked up one of its contents and inspected it in the moonlight.

"It's been a while since you've seen action, hasn't it?" he murmured quietly to himself, turning it over. But it would have its time once more, that was for sure.

He took everything out and hid the crate away, disappearing back into the city. He needed a good rest before tomorrow.

Skaaul went back to walking around, exploring ferther the town to see what had changed during his two weeks hunting in the wilderness.

Irylin jumped as a dragon bumped into him, not hard enough to knock him down, but enough to shock him. He sidestepped away from the dragon, and turned towards her, intending to say that he was fine only to find that he couldnt find her. He shrugged and continued onwards, the city was fairly crowded.



He stopped in front of a dragon with scales the color of coal and red stripes. He smiled and bumped a wing with the dragons before they began to converse about a few things: the times when they traveled to places far away, the cute dragon living a few streets down, and other small things.

Irylin felt a surge of disappointment in his heart when he stepped away. Small talk meant there was no news. It had been that way for several weeks now. Not even the slightest disturbance in the nearby cities. It really got depressing knowing that no other cities were getting anything large done. Theyd just have to be the first ones that did something too big to hide.

(Is the random side character okay? Couldnt find anything else to write about.)

(Yeah that's completely fine, no worries)

(Nothing has really changed in Khurazir besides rations being handed out even less at this point ^.^)

Lazi nodded grimly, a prison break, what fun, she thought dully before quietly passing the message along to the other prisoners. After she was done she waited, letting white fire spill out of her mouth and on the hard iron door, bored as ever could be.
"I wonder..." She whispered carefully, not finishing her sentence out loud, why was that dragon here and what did the dragon expect to find?

A noise comes from the back of the prison cell - a small scratching and the patter of footsteps. Almost as if there's something else in there.

Lazi whirled around, the fire she had ready in her mouth spewed out, catching the hay bed on fire.
"Whoops!" She said jumping on it and stomping it out, like she always knew how to do this, before looking around for the source of the noise.