Day One: Part 1

[Alain the Carnedge]

Alain sprinted down the path then took a detour into the forest just in case the green-haired prick had any friends. Checking if the guy was dead was less of a concern than staying alive, and even if they somehow managed to survive that beating, they weren't going to catch up with those injuries. Alain stopped to catch his breath and put the ball back into his cloak. Thank christ.

Seemed that ball was more useful than he thought. The mercenary couldn't deny that this thing would help more than a little bit. Didn't slow him down either. All he needed was a weapon of his own, and anybody he fought with would be dealing with two opponents at once. But then came the problem of finding others. The jackass back there didn't seem to have anything of worth other than that blade, and their corpse was either sinking into the ocean, or they were limping away. He didn't care enough to find out which.

Alain turned around just in case he did have pursuers, then kept running up the nearby hill regardless. According to the map, there was something around here, and he wasn't gonna stop until he made it. Not like he had a choice, stopping could've spelled his doom. The only thing to do was hope nobody else was nearby, or at least somebody he could take down. The slash wound on his shoulder stung like hell, but the mercenary had taken far worse.

Then, Karl Jak's voice was heard throughout the entire island. A weapon at the school, eh? Alain looked at his map. It was pretty far from here. He might not arrive in time to get the package...but others would fight for it. If he was lucky, he could hide out and let his new friend do the work. If that failed, choke the last guy out while they were distracted and beat 'em to death while they were unconscious.

The black sigils spread across his cloak as he faded, approaching the school under the cover of invisibility. This should be fun...