Serlait "Mockingbird" Vedetta 

"Can you believe it? A Dragon!" Conan was ecstatic as he jumped into the air. "All me life I've heard of them, not once did I stop to even think they were real! Yeesh, that was a big one at that, how big do you think it was?"

"At least thirty feet high." Arne said, looking at the mess Rina had left in her departure. Arne looked about, the charred remains of the inhabitants had been moved from their final resting place, pieces of rumble had been flown from its original place.

"What does it mater what some mangey mutt had to say anyway?" Serlait snorted  obviously showing her dislike for Seiterras already.

"We weren't taking about that Bunny." Conan peered over at her, "Something on your mind?" Conan reached into his back pocket, taking out a canteen of some sort, removing the cap and taking a swig of the liquid within.

"I have a lot of things on my mind right now. The top priority among them is food. Do I have to say it again? I am hungry!" She stomped on the ground in a childish manner, pulling at Vladimir's arm.

Vladimir lifted Serlait off the ground, placing her on top of his shoulders, her legs dangling off either side of his neck. "Food for the lady." Vladimir grumbled as he began to walk back into the forest.

"Say, Arne." Conan began as he moved over to him, draping his arm around his shoulder as his own head leaned against the blond ones. "Speaking of the wolf. What do you suppose he meant by all of his remarks at us? And where do you suppose he learned all of our names?" Conan took his arm off of Arne, and looked around the area. " I'm feeling more uneasy around this dreadful Kingdom by the minute. I think it's high time we bid this place a short farewell. At the next town we're in, I want you to help me gather information on this... Seiterras fellow, but be discrete about his appearance and form of transportation.. Last thing we need to do is draw even more unwanted attention to us." He took in a deep breath then let it out in the form of a sigh. "This whole setup has me worried. Serlait is normally the cool headed one in these types of situations, she seems more spooked than any of us right now... Something has her on edge, I don't like it.. Keep an eye on her for me as well. She knows something." Conan shook his had then followed after the other two, Arne close behind.

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Wolfgangs Log: Page 1

I've recently decided to record my thoughts, keep my head straight.. For some reason my mind seems.. fuzzy at times. I don't know why, but I've recently began to stare at the back of my books with no recollection of what lies beyond that. It was Conan that gave me the idea, he told me he writes stuff down so he doesn't forget it.. He even showed me his papers once, the hand writing was so horrendous I decided not to even try to read it. He may not be the brightest man in the world, a bit too brash for comfort.. but he deals with enough stress as is, especially since meeting Serlait.

I suppose Conan would start to feel uneasy. He has had his doubts about Serlait since the day she joined us. It's just she is so good at avoiding his attention, one of the few women that can pull that off. He doesn't like that too much, but that is also why he let her in the group... last thing he needs is to go head over hills, and create some sort of distraction between us. I remember the first day she joined us, beautiful as ever. We had just successfully stolen from a neighboring Kingdom.. It was a Family Feud. Two sides, one family. Their was a dispute about bloodline heritage, and they settled it the only way they knew how. Blood. Conan and Vladimir were outsiders, they had stumbled into the war on accident and decided to pull a job, as long as they got a cut of the profit. The King agreed, and assigned me to go with them, make sure they didn't do anything reckless. I was surprised to see a drunk and a giant pull off what they did so splendidly, he even used me as a decoy.. A dumb decoy, being as I was too scared to even talk to the guards, they only assumed I was a wandering idiot, and gawked and made fun of me the entire time I was near. In all honesty I didn't see how they did it.. but they did it. They had robbed that Castle blind, leaving behind a slip of paper that had the letters "I.O.U" on it, I'm not too familiar with bandit lingo, so it slipped my mind until recently. The irony is, my side lost the war due to those two. While in the castle they had made a deal with the other King. He promised them all the gold they could carry, if they would kill our King in return. They most certainly did. The King was holding a banquet in their honor, and that's when Vladimir crushed the very life out of him. I had never seen such strength in all my life. The Kings very head popped like a ripe cherry. The guests and guards were speechless, one minute the King is laughing with the Duo, the next he no longer has a head. They did their jobs so professionally, they walked out the front door without anyone following.

After they had left, I decided I'd follow them. I didn't have to go far, Conan was leaned up against the Castles Gate, waiting. When I managed to ask what for, he simply responded with 'you.' I didn't question them, I wasn't even afraid they'd squash my head like the Kings. I just followed them right into the other Castle to report a successful mission. That's when we met her, Princess Vedetta. I still find it hard to believe that this Cold hearted 'working girl' is a Princess. Though, it does define the classic princess, spoiled and used to having her way. While Conan, doing what he normally does spoke to her, flirted and eventually make his way to where he wanted.. Vladimir spoke to the king. It's odd, I heard him speak so much more in the past, then I do now. Did something happen? I'll need to ask him one day. It was the following morning that Conan announced she would be coming with us, Conan looked overly discomforted in the idea at the time, so it was obvious things didn't go 'his way'. I'm still not clear on these details either as to why she came with us, but she's here now.

It was about five days until I actually spoke to her, she was hot headed, yet cool at the same time. She thought certain things through, while others she just went straight through. Whenever she got bored of me asking questions, she'd make a sort of pouting face, and squeeze her chest together to get me all tongue tied... It's her way of shutting me up. I swear, Conan and Serlait never get along when it comes to simple verbal communication, but they work efficiently together. Serlait seems to be drawn to the strong-silent types, Vladimir fitting both those categories... Strong, and silent. She tends to spend most her time around him, more than any of us. He doesn't even look at her most the time, let alone talk to her. Is that what she craves most? Someone to ignore her beauty? Or someone who remains silent through insults and put downs like some sort of sad dog. Whatever the case, she has labelled him as her favorite. I'm a bit jealous... Though I won't say so in person.

She stands out like a sore thumb in this group of haggard looking men. Yet, she seems to enjoy it greatly.. I suppose it would be much different than sitting in a castle all day, being treated as if she were the last woman .. what was that word he used to describe the planet? Ah.. on Garnith. It would be a few weeks before we actually discovered she was good at something. Conan discovered it one day when she shot him with a Bow and Arrow from about one hundred yards. She had shot him in the left buttock, Conan argued she was aiming for his head while she responded with 'I couldn't tell them apart.'. I took her word for it, he does come off as quite the ass from time to time... Especially when it comes to work. It's as if he and Vladimir shed off all sense of emotion, and show no signs of regret. Where they come from I've never had to courage to ask, they both get very hostile about that question so I tend to avoid asking.

Our first mission with Serlait as the Sniper proved.. a bit.. bloody. It was like a ticks first drop of blood, one sip wasn't enough, it needed more and more until its body had nearly grown ten times larger than it was a few moments ago. She went.. for lack of a better word, insane. The first shot wasn't a desired target, the cold meat hit the ground, with an arrow through the head. Though the barrage of death afterwards made up for the one miss. Countless people had died, but each only took one shot. When we finally met back up with her, she was panting and excited. If she had any arrows left, I swear she'd have killed us as well.. It's amazing how she changed in the blink of an eye. In a Castle she was calm and collected, in the wild... she was a rabid as the beasts about her, all the while, looking more stunning than ever. Two different personalities, yet looking similar.. Kind of like a Mockingbird, on one island it has a distinct feature, while the one beside it, that feature may not even exist at all, but the resemblance is uncanny. Like the Mockingbird, she changed to her surrounding, she adapted for a better chance at survival. That remains true for our next mission. Getting the blood lust out of her system, she never again fired that many arrows, killing dozens of unmarked civilians again.

Crown... Crown.. Seiterras mentioned a Crown. Oh, Conan mentioned that Crown as well. When he did that, Serlait's attitude changed very quickly. Was this what he had in mind? Well, I suppose it won't hurt too much to watch her. But what exactly am I looking for to watch? Oh well. I guess that's all for now, I hear Conan making mention of a town ahead. I will add additional detail later, but for now... I have some information to gather.

												~Arne~