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Godric leaned over his breakfast bowl and spooned another mountain of porridge into his mouth, warm milk trickling down through his rough, unkept beard only to fall from his chin into the bowl again. Malcolm sat in silence, staring at the man who ate in a style akin to that of a starved animal.
"What?" Godric put his elbow down on the table and looked across at Malcolm. "You try being shipwrecked and clinging to a part of your boat until someone finds you, then we'll see how hungry you are."
Malcolm smirked. "That's your third bowl."
"And?" Godric mumbled with a mouthful of food.
"And I'd like to get on the road soon."
"Don't worry, knight, I won't slow you down."
Malcolm finished his breakfast and left the bowl on the table for one of the inn staff to clear away while they were gone from the room. The knight wore a pair of worn leather pants, a black tunic with blue trim, and strapped his leather belt around his midsection, making sure his throwing knives and sword were equipped securely. In the sixty-three days Malcolm had spent at sea, his hair had grown in messy curls down the back of his neck, and he slicked them back with water to straighten them into tamed waves. He kept his stubble short, and had managed to put on some weight since his stay as a slave in the fighting arena.
"Will the two of you be needing horses?" The young stable boy inquired as they walked towards the gate.
"No thank you, lad, our business is within the city walls," Malcolm smiled.
Godric held his belly as they made their way down the road towards the city centre. "I could have done with a horse."
"You eat like one," Malcolm quipped.
Godric chuckled. "Where to first?"
"I checked with the booking office upon arrival in Ne'haer and there was record of Black arriving in the city with his wife and son. A closer look revealed that, if the records are correct, he should still be in Ne'haer."
"No record of him leaving?"
"Not unless it was under a different name or he took a private vessel."
Godric stopped in the road. "So we check in with the citizens office or the housing office?"
"Those two as well as the library, which I suspect would have record of his name change, if he indeed got one."
"Perhaps we should split up then? I'll go to the library and check the records, you go to the housing office and see if he registered for housing and we can meet at that tasty little pastry shop I saw on the way to the inn last night?"
"I'll meet you at the housing office when you're done at the library," Malcolm grinned.
"Spoil sport."
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Kura grumbled to herself as she took off her fur-lined cloak and hung from a hook, her owl settling onto a shelf. "Don't get too comfy up there, Speck. I'm sure someone'll shoo you out soon enough." the tired Mortalborn griped at her familiar.

"Relax, Kura. I won't get you in trouble. I'll go hunt as soon as someone opens a window." the owl said, her voice slipping familiarly into Kura's thoughts.

"Hey, can I come too? I haven't gotten to stretch my paws in days." the less familiar voice of Phelan, her wolf familiar, called.

"Not right now, Phelan. We'll go hunting tonight though, I promise." Kura said as she settled into her seat to the grumbling assent of the wolf. It wasn't Phelan's fault she was in a pissy mood, she had started to have nightmares again. It didn't help that she was stuck at a low-paying job in this barely-civilized city with an ocean between her and her home. She had been one of the highest politicians of the Empire, but here they treated her like a backwards lump, it was infuriating.

Smoothing down the front of her fur-trimmed dress, Kura took off her gloves and started on the paperwork that made up so much of her job as she waited for someone who needed help to arrive.
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The housing office was a lot bigger than Malcolm had first imagined and as he waited for someone to come to the front desk, he watched the world outside. People were getting on with their morning, setting up shop and dusting off their welcome mats. The knight hardly recognised the city, after all it had been some time since he had been here, and too often a man forgot that the world moved on, even while he wasn't there to watch it do so. Progress was an aggressive, hungry beast, and as long as the world was inhabited by man, there would be someone to feed it.

"You said you were a knight from Rynmere?"
"Captain," Malcolm corrected the woman. "Investigating a man called Yoreth Black."
"There are many who go by the name Black," the woman told him. "Perhaps the girl out back can help you, she seems to be good with records, a little crazy, but efficient."
Malcolm slicked his hair back out of his eyes and felt his brow knot in confusion. "Crazy?"
"Too harsh a word," the woman quickly corrected herself. "Everyone talks to themselves from time to time, right?"
Malcolm offered a stern look before venturing deeper into the building in his search for information on Yoreth. It wasn't long before he noticed Kura, and with quiet footsteps edged nearer. He thought he had heard her mumble something, and cleared his throat to announce his intrusion.
"Excuse me, I've traveled here from Rynmere to follow up on an ongoing investigation into the whereabouts of a man named Yoreth Black. I was wondering if you could help me navigate some of the records kept here, hoping to find a last known address, if not for him then his wife and son." Malcolm stepped into view and kept a polite distance, his hand closed loosely around the hilt of the silver longsword that hung off his right hip.
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Kura looked up as someone cleared his throat, then listened to his request. She was about to ask why she should hand over records of Ne'haer citizens to him, but Speck spoke up. "I heard him talking to the lady at the front. He's a night of Rynmere, apparently. He looks like a man of Rynmere to me, but perhaps I misheard. He does have the rank of Captain, however." the owl said, her voice sounding in the vaults of Kura's mind.

Kura just shook her head at the birds confusion. "Knight in that sense refers to an occupation, not a time of day, Speck. He's sort of like a Legionnaire or Cavalier, I believe." she said, as she started to dig through the various files and records on her desk. "Now, Yoreth Black...it seems to me I have come across the name before. I assume he's fairly recent, but do you have a rough estimate of the time you believe him to have been living here?" she asked, looking back over at the man, noticing that he kept his hand on his sword.

Rolling her eyes at the sight, Kura flipped through a few more papers until she found her catalogue. She had convinced her so-called superiors to allow her to sort records by year and then alphabetically by surname, as opposed to the other way around. The original system had been quite impossible to deal with. "Captain, you have nothing to fear from me." she said, her lack of sleep, her discomfort at being trapped in this backwards foreign city, and her frustration with her dreams making her a bit more snappish than usual.
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"Any time during Ymiden," he replied and waited as Kura went through a pile of very organised looking files.
When the young woman spoke again, a confused hum escaped the man's closed mouth, and he looked down to realise he had his thumb hooked around the hilt of his sword. Malcolm felt the left side of his mouth turn up in a bemused smile. He hooked his thumbs into the leather belt he wore then, how was the woman to know he had only been relaxed and not on-guard?
Though Kura had mentioned coming across the name at one time or another, Malcolm was starting to think Yoreth had given him the slip again. Tracking down the man and his family had been a real tale of cat and mouse, and the knight thought it was most likely that Yoreth had put his family on the boat to keep them safe during the rebellion, rather than take it himself.
"I have a friend looking for records of a name change at the library, and if being here yields no results, do you think I will find anything at the citizens office? Some kind of registration or job applications maybe?"
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Kura only nodded as the knight told her when the man would have lived in Ymiden, standing up and going over the shelves and thumbing through some of the files. After a moment, she pulled one out with a pleased smile, then immediately grimaced. "It appears we'll both need to visit the citizens office. Your prey has an...oddity in his records." she said, taking the paper she had been looking at over to the knight.

The discrepancy she showed was clear pretty quickly, as it showed that he had stopped recieving an income about halfway through his recorded stay, but had continued paying his rent. "It's possible it's because of a name change, or he's picked back up whatever bad habits made him such an object of concern in your home that they sent someone here to find him. It's also possibly a clerical record. Either way, you need to visit them to find out which, I need to visit them to find out why this wasn't noticed sooner." she said, her tone cold as ice as she stepped out from behind her desk.

"Let me go talk to my boss and we'll be on our way." she said, heading into a back office with the paper to go inform her boss of the error and leaving Malcolm alone for the moment.
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Though the news didn't come as a surprise, it wasn't quite what the man had been expecting to hear. Malcolm made way for Kura to go by him and lingered in the filing room, looking over the files and information on Kura's desk without touching anything. It was good, he imagined, after all these years to remain as curious as he was. A healthy thirst for knowledge had done well by him thus far, an urge he would continue to nurture.
The knight plonked himself down in the woman's chair and crossed his legs at the ankles, looking around the room and the dim light that fought its way through foggy windows. If he found it depressing down here, he could only imagine what the young woman must think of the place, though she seemed content enough with her line of work, at least as far as he could tell. It wasn't long before the silence was interrupted by Godric's arrival. The tall man marched into the filing room and slammed a heavy book down on the desk, dishevelling all of Kura's papers.
Malcolm gave Godric a long, hard look. "What's this?"
"A book on all of the recorded name changes in the last arc."
Malcolm's eyes widened. "This is just one arc?"
"Mhm," the man hummed, wearing a closed mouth smile that signified exactly how pleased with the find he was.
"And they allowed you to take the book from the library?"
"Was I meant to ask permission?"
Malcolm's jaw slackened and slowly fell ajar. "Have you ever been to a library before?"
"Once."
"I dread to ask but... Does that include your most recent visit?"
"The one and only," Godric beamed.
Malcolm opened his mouth to speak, only to bite his tongue instead. He lifted the book's cover and searched for the index page. "These logs aren't in order by name?"
Godric leaned over the desk to take a look. "Seem to be ordered by date."
"Aside from stating the absolute obvious," Malcolm sighed, "was there an alphabetical copy?"
"Yes."
"And you chose to take this one because?"
"The man behind the counter told me that the other one was on loan. Not sure what that means."
Malcolm leaned back in Kura's chair, closed in eyes, and breathed in slowly through his nose. "All right," he said finally and started flicking through the pages in search of the last name, Black. His search was soon interrupted by Kura's return, which coaxed both men to their feet, the book scooped up and tucked under Malcolm's right arm as he followed her out of the building and towards the citizens office. "Come along, Godric."
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Kura wasn't all that long in the office, her boss understood the need to understand what had happened regarding the file. Stepping back out to her desk, the mortalborn paused for a moment at the unfamiliar man and the book he had set on her desk, messing up her carefully organized files. Gritting her teeth and resisting the urge to growl, the mortalborn took a quick glance at the book the knight was holding. "Name changes. By year. Inefficient way of sorting them. I've been copying down the alpabetical version for a while now, so they'll have more copies of it." she said, before shrugging. "Come, let's go." she said, turning away from mess the new arrival had made of her desk and leading the way out of the office.

As they left the office, Kura looked over at the man the knight had called Godric, her icy eyes curious. "You are a knight as well? I haven't yet had the opportunity to introduce myself. My name is Kura Mareth." she said, raising her arm as she spoke as a flap of wings sounded and Speck settled on her wrist. Lowering her arm, she raised her other hand to pet the birds wings. "Out of curiosity, where are you both from? I know of several places that use the term "knight", including a few mercenary companies out of Yaralon." she asked again, as they walked towards the citizens office.
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Malcolm looked between the two and after catching Kura's name, remembered to introduce himself. "Malcolm, captain of the Moseke Knights in Rynmere."
"Just Malcolm?" Godric teased.
"Just Malcolm," the tall, dark haired male nodded in response.
"My name is Godric," the wistful sailor turned to look at Kura. "Just another bastard son to some immortal."
"Ziell," Malcolm corrected. He had more respect than his counterpart for the immortals it seemed.
"I'm no knight," Godric admitted. "Just a humble fisherman hoping to help this guy out with his-"
Malcolm cleared his throat. "Godric was shipwrecked out at sea, scooped him up on the way in a few trials from shore."
"I would have been a goner," Godric agreed, "if it hadn't been for this guy."
Malcolm followed Kura and Godric into the citizens office, hoping Kura would sweet talk the lady at the front desk for them to gather any information she could about Yoreth Black. It was becoming quite apparent that Yoreth may have turned around and taken the first ship back home, if he had ever even landed in Ne'haer, though it was still possible he had left his family behind to keep them safe during this strange time of rebellion.
"Once we have the information we'll be on our way," Malcolm explained to Kura. "I can look it over back at the inn before Godric and I leave to head towards the salt lake tomorrow."
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Kura stopped dead in her tracks as Godric mentioned being the child of an Immortal, the blase way he identified himself as such a shock even to her. Granted, she hadn't ever bothered to hide it until she left the empire, but she figured it was the kind of thing that was supposed to be a secret. As she started walking again, she pondered this quietly. Though at Malcolm's comment to her, she looked over at him. "Are you sure? If he's still here you may want help tracking him down." she said, her tone calm as the walked into the citizens office.

For all Malcolm's hopes that Kura would sweet-talk the officials into giving them the information they wanted, that isn't even remotely what happened. The conversation between Kura and the desk official was very short. The official attempted to decline the party access to the information they desired and it all went downhill for the poor girl from there. Kura was an Imperial, and not only were they direct, they tended to get irritated at being told "no" by someone they perceived to be from a lesser culture, and a century of experience had given Kura plenty of time to wear off the edges of her rebuke. By the time the raven-tressed Mortalborn had finished, the girl was very nearly in tears and she immediately gave all three un-restricted access to any file they wanted.

Kura graciously forgave the clerk and gave her some advice on better organizing her workspace, then turned to her companions. "Come along, let's find that information." she said, leading them to the shelves where the citizens office kept their files. She started digging through them immediately, frequently making muttered comments about his disorganized they were. "What exactly are you hoping to find? An address or workplace? Something like that? Or just if we have any records of if he's left Ne'haer?" she asked after a moment.
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