"These walls are manned by soldiers from the Firestone manor, sent over to help the city with its gang problems."
Jacob leaned back in his seat with the comfort of someone who had learned early that talking filled silences better than letting them sit.
"As an apprentice I'm in charge of a few of them personally. If you encounter any trouble in the city, my hand is always out."
He said it with the specific generosity of someone who expected the gesture to land as impressive.
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The carriage Derrick had sourced was already filled to the brim.
Treasures packed in careful arrangement from one end to the other, energy rich materials that had taken most of the evening to locate and purchase, leaving absolutely no room for two people to sit down inside it without disturbing something that probably shouldn't be disturbed on a moving road in the city of Dogs.
Arian had looked at the situation and immediately disliked the available solution.
