- Aug 12, 2010
We'll play it by ear, Sylvie. I'll take a high paying job. And if nothing of that sort presents itself, I'll find an alternative. Need is the mother of all invention, they say. That and desperate and foolish acts.
The ghost's mocking tone was ignored. After all, if Sylvie did care about Ventus, then mocking the dire and unavoidable situation that Dasyra was in trying to save the Death Knight from the curse was a bit self-defeating.
It took a while, but she gradually made her way down the mountainside. She resolved to sit and rest a while to allow her shadow energies to recharge, and thus entered the city well into the early morning darkness. Her stealth skills were enough to move past the guard and into the city of heroes. Once there, she approached the guild, and sought to enter it first by the main entrance, as she wanted to see the quests on offer. If she didn't find anything interesting, she would seek to find any information on what quests Midnight and Dawn were on currently.