152 The Ocean City Of Atlantis III : Plans 2 (1/2)

ZACK, DARKE & MACK

The elves were already in the upper city, and that was done two hours before Zareth and Raven Song decided to make their move. If anyone were to ask, all the trio would say was trade secrets, after all they were trained soldiers, and Mack had the makings of a great spy, the fact that he could also cook was also quite a bonus. The three of them were hanging around a bar close to the north exit of the city, which led out to the woods. However said exit was closed, and the only other way out was to leave through the harbor and sail around the edge of the island.

However that course of action would definitely draw more attention than any one of them would need or be able to handle at the moment. The moment they got on the island, it hadn't taken them too long of a time to discover the shady movements in the city. Well calling it shady would be given them too much credit as even the guards of the city itself seemed to be walking hand in hand with players and the denizens of the island to move a couple of goods out of the city and into the forest outside it. Mack reckoned they were probably heading to the mountain in the distance, or the massive hill that overlooked the city north of it.

Or they might be heading to some other clandestine location, but the thing is, they needed to find a way to get through, or at the very least find out what was going on. And not just that the had to figure out an escape route while they're at it. And from what they've noticed, getting on the island was not a problem, but getting off was going to be a hassle. Movements to and fro from the harbor was locked down right, even the massive 100 meter in diameter pond in the middle of the city that led to the lower city was locked tight and being guarded by a bunch of ferocious looking guards. I wouldn't exactly be easy if at all possible to bypass these guys without starting a fight that would bring the whole forces of the island down on them.

”Can I get you guys anything else?” a young human girl working as a bar maid walked to their table with a tray in hand. The food in front of them was hardly touched and the wine still hung at the brim of their cups. Mack knew not eating and just sitting there silently will draw attention, and even if they had on disguises and physical attributes that set them apart from each other, their mannerisms were so similar that they might be easily recognized as clones of each other.

”No thanks, we're good here, just get us some water if you don't mind.” Zack said to her with a wild smile on his face, his shaggy hair hanging allover his face and giving him a rather wild look.

”Okay, one jug of water, coming right up!” she replied with a smile that was a little too bright, before turning to go get the water.

The elven clones had to make a discussion, but given that they were in a bar where it was quite possible that the contents of what they had to say could be heard by the wrong party, hey had to shift a much older much more obscure language that not more than 5% of the current eleven population knew how to speak, much less the rest of the Galaxy. It was an old human tongue, one that was even already extinct before the great rebirth. That language was Latin.

”So what do we do now, obviously something is going on in this city, but it seems it's concentrated outside of it rather than inside. An they're keeping everyone else not in the know insides the city, this is probably the only way they could keep whatever it is they have to do under wraps and prevent any sort of interference.” Darke spoke up as he took a spoonful of the food in front of him.

”Even so, our movements would be a little bit restricted due to how tight the security it, whoever these people are, they're not taking any chances. We need proper schematics of the city, and also a way off this rock should things go sideways. Locating the priestess is not our job, we just have to know what's up with the island and how to get off it when the time comes, so we should just go us on recon and finding other avenues of escape without having to blow this place sky high like the captain suggested.” Mack said, taking a drink from his cup in the process. Zack furrowed his brows and asked.

”I don't get why you suggested we look for a way off and do reconnaissance instead of looking for the priestess. Shouldn't it be us who finds her.”

Mack looked up, not at all blind to the bitterness in Zack's tone and the annoyed look on his face. He shook his head and smiled as he looked at what was essentially his clone, just as he was his, but a person he saw as his younger brother.

”That's exactly the reason why I said we shouldn't be given that task. Jack's our brother, and we love him very much. But we would not have been able to think clearly and objectively due to how personal such a task would be for us. And I know you would say that it's because it's personal that we would be more focus, but that's a lie. We've been doing this our whole lives, we've had to watch as our brothers died on missions due to emotions getting in the way.

It's not just us putting their life on the line, and even though the Captain, the new girl and Raven Song can come back to life at the cost of being weakened, if Zareth dies due to a mistake on our part, like letting our emotions get the best of us and not making rational decisions. We'll never be able to give ourselves, even if we manage to save Jack, and there's the very deal possibility that we might fail. So please be calm and let's do what we have to do, the captain has not failed us yet, and I doubt he would now. Besides, this is his personal quest, not ours, we're just along for the ride.”

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Aá SEVEN & PERSEPHONE

I stretched a bit, endlessly grateful for finally being out of that damn ice ball, nobody even cared to check what did of bounty Persephone had come to cash in on, so no one knew it was me the very much shared captain of the Acheron. Normally I should be happy that no one was looking for me, but this was fucking annoying, no one was even paying any sort of attention to me, and I really wasn't liking it. But our next order if steps would be to use the compass to find a way to the upper city, because I've checked, with the constant dragging feeling that pointed upwards, it more than proved that the priestess was above and not below.