Failed Assassination

Scioto is getting ready for the rest of the day, he has rested and now is outside.

Traeger comes into the town through the gates, waving at the guards as she looks around. Her bag is at her side and crunches a bit as she walks.

The area, Scioto is by the tavern, he adjusts his tunic and cloak, he looks over at Traeger as she enters y, "Greetings" He states.

Traeger, knowing Scioto from the feast the other day, walks over, dodging a few towns-beasts as she does so. She nods. "Good afternoon." She stands in front of him, holding out a paw. "Scioto, isn't it?"

Scioto nods "Yes, that’s correct, you were at the feast, I think, enjoying the village so far.?"

Traeger leans against the wall nonchalantly, crossing her arms. "Correct, I was indeed at the feast. So far, yes. I am enjoying the village." She frowns a bit. "Though there are some odd creatures here..."

Scioto raises an eyebrow, "Odd? Whom would that be and also have you seen a weasel around, looking for one"

Traeger shrugs. "Eh. Odd like that polecat Blubbernugget at the feast. Odd like creatures who start bar fights. And that-" She cuts off, trying to remember that other creatures' name. She barks, laughing, as he mentions a weasel. "A weasel? Sir, we are in a vermin town. Do you know just how many weasels are actually here?" She smirks, and adjusts the shoulder of her tunic. "What's this weasel's name and description?"

Scioto says, "Bar fights happen, least a bad one didn’t happen"

Moric slips into the area quietly and stays close by, he waits as not a lot of beasts are here and some that is head into the tavern.

In the crowd of creatures out today, Traeger doesn't see Moric. She tilts her head at Scioto. "Of course they _happen_. And it wasn't bad. There was only one injury, and I had to drag him to the infirmary." She chuckles. "His arm was a mess, and I was out of bandages. Your infirmary here is rather nice, by the way."

Scioto doesn’t see Moric either as he speaks with Traegar, "Well I am glad they are in the infirm now, I was there last night with a friend who was injured, but not in a bar fight"

Moric growls low, this crowd needs to clear some, he stays where he is for a short time and then slowly makes is way closer as most are heading to the market place.

Traeger shuffles a boot in the slush around the tavern wall. "Who? What happened?" IF she doesn’t know the creature, she cannot really care much.

Scioto speaks, "They were attacked and injured while on guard duty, her name is Astra and she is in the infirm badly hurt."

Moric ears perk as he listens and keeps an eye on Scioto; some of the crowd lessens now as he smirks.

Traeger stands and waves. "Ah. Well, I have to go there anyway, so I'll check on her while I'm here. Take care, Scioto." She heads off, heading to check on the creature from the bar fight the other day.

Scioto nods "Have a good day then"

Moric also watches Traeger leave and makes a note where guards are, busy at the gate, he looks again towards Scioto.

Scioto walks a little away from the tavern, also away from varies beasts as he heads back towards the infirm.

Moric smirks as he sees him step away from the crowd and more into the open, finding a dagger he has saved for this he waits for the right moment and then throws it with deadly aim at his chest!

Scioto doesn't get a warning, a hey look out even, unseen is what is under his tunic, the dagger indeed hits him full blow in the chest sinking into unseen chainmail and catching onto it and the bark leather under the chainmail making it not touch his skin, the surprise makes him gasp and fall backwards, he hits his shoulder causing a yelp of pain as its most likely dislocated and there may be bruising of his chest area, but luckily no draw blood or broken skin, but falling sideways it’s hard to tell and the breath is temporally knocked out of him.

Shaz is a little ways off, he sees the hit and fall and scans the area, seeing Moric he narrows his eyes and rushes towards him, dagger draw and growls.

Moric hears the growl and sidesteps, he draws his sword and slices at his attacker and smirks, "Little too late ratty"

Scioto stays still as his shoulder has pain shooting threw it right now, he has yet to try and move much yet.

Shaz was looking for an attack and the blade cuts into his robe some, he looks over at Scioto then at Moric dagger ready to stab, “When would you prefer ta take ya last breath slime?"

Moric smirks, not knowing Scioto is alive still he backs up, "We talk later and I think de cat took his already" He backs up and runs into a stunned crowd of onlookers.

Shaz growls, he walks slowly over to Scioto to get a closer look at him, seeing slight movement he speeds up and bends down checking him without asking, he unbuttons the tunic carefully and sees the chainmail, he examines underneath and sees bark leather vest and the dagger stuck in that, "Whoa..lucky feline you are, if not for dis ya be dead now, would of hit you in de heart.."

Scioto takes a deep breath and coughs, "Shoulder..." He gets out and lets Shaz look at the bark leather and chainmail, he backs up taking off the bark leather and chainmail and rubs his chest some..sore but alive, the chainmail seems to of bruised him.

Shaz frowns, "Not a healer, but looks odd..out of place, dislocated, hey better than death yes?" He looks around and helps Scioto stand and get at least the tunic shirt back on if needed.

Scioto allows the help and points to his porch to go there, his shoulder is dislocated and he is in a lot of pain cause of it, he sits on the steps and holds his shoulder taking some deep breaths.

Shaz lets the chieftain sit and hms looking at the shoulder, "Trust me?" He asks the cat.

Scioto raises an eyebrow"With...what?"

Shaz grins and rubs his paws together, "Fix de shoulder, this er' hurt ya" He grabs the shoulder and his arm and nods, he then suddenly pushes it back into place with a loud pop noise.

Scioto growls as even more pain shoots up his arm and shoulder, he narrows his eye at te rat and holds his shoulder, he tests its movement, its sore and moves at least, but will be slightly swollen and need to rest a few days maybe.."Thanks" he mutters.

Shaz nods, "Welcome..but wha' of de weasel, he thinks ya dead probably and ye would of been without de chainmail and bark leather get up, your need it replaced, also lucky didn’t get all way past bark leather, think was poisoned dagger, not that it was needed aimed at ye heart, ya been dead always without it..but a way te make sure yes?"

Scioto nods "Yes, my death wouldn’t of been good, that weasel needs taken care of...the sooner the better, want the job of killing the weasel you have it"

Shaz grins, "A job, job be good ta have..I shall track the weasel down"

Scioto nods "Yes, but not alone, get some help"

Shaz says, "Course not alone not sir"