"And that's how you came across this cult?" The authorties were not too far behind the first slaughtered group of whoever (I care so much about the authorities I properly credit who it was who had come to "rescue" me).
"Yes exactly." I had told them I was just a passenger on the train when the train crashed and I was taken hostage. I then spinned a yarn about my captivity and that some mysterious heroic person showed up, saved me, and then left. I have to admit the bushy mustached officer taking my story did not seem that convinced. I could have said it was me who killed the cultists, but considering between my use of necromancy, fire, and small arms it wasn't exactly the smartest move to make while still in the land of the Guard (I mean they know I'm a magical person, I register myself as such even have a nice card and everything, but I'm listed as limited ability not my current ability to burn entire forests down). There was of course the fact I'd just set fire to an entire forest that required several local farmers to be moved out of the path of the blaze.
I had been imprisoned upon the authorities finding me, as I probably looked no different than the cult I'd killed, and of couse authorities are notorious about not trusting magical people. My imprisonment was at the local town that was acting as a center for rescue efforts for the train crash and forest fire. The jail had two cells, I was in one by myself, the other was unoccupied. Bushy officer man had a pad of paper and was writing out my statement, I could tell he was absolutely thrilled by this turn of events for him.
"That's enough Officer I'll take things from here." It was a Ronerawth Imperial guard, I could tell from all the jewelery hanging off his uniform he was fairly high up. Bushy mustache was pleased and handed over his notes and grumbeled something to the new guy. The RIG unlocked my cell and unlatched my shackles, putting both aside, he escorted me out the entrance without so much as small talk. Waiting outside was some kind of contraption, like a carriage but without horses I could feel the magic eminating from it, he motioned me to take a seat and I did. I could see we were alone, and though he was armed I didn't feel I was in any danger if that makes any sense.
"So you are?"
"You're escort, Captain Niralo at your service."
"I warrant an escort?"
"Well ordinarily no, but apparently someone was simply aghast at the situation you just survived and felt it necessary that we make sure you make it to the council for your readmittance hearing." The carriage moved without noise, though again I could feel the power of magic humming from it. Beardy had told me they were using magic in devices, this apparently was one of them!
"Am I your prisoner?"
"Should you be?" He smiled at me while he drived, it was a lot nicer smile than most people, almost seemed genuine.
"Not that I want to admit to."
"Perfect than you are not my prisoner, you can even leave should you want to, but seeing as how we are near a forest fire, you have no supplies and the men back there were more suspicious of you than I am it would not be in your best interest."
"Fantastic, I guess I'll stay with you."
"Wise choice Mr. Lorentino." And so I rode with Captain Niralo to the Divide, he was a fairly pleasant person, then again most authority figures are, when you are on their good side. And thankfully I totally was, for a longer period of time than normal for me!
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