The night was so hot and humid that one could think that he just entered the swap, but Elmar knew better. Thing is, Elmar had traveled through the swamps before he reached Coombe View. This night was just fine for his taste. But, for Mulcarns sake, could it be that entire Coombe View went there as well? Festivities that celebrated the start of the summer season were going on for three days already, and no one was showing any intentions of stopping. Balseraph loved the heat, summer, sweat, moisture... Elmar remembered his deceased, Arawn have mercy upon him, grandfather, who was always telling stories about Age of Ice. And even his grandfather shunned this excessive heat. So what was going on in the heads of this crowd? And Elmar could tell that neither one of them could be old enough to even feel the lingers of Age of Ice.
Elmar was a scout. Hell, he was supposed to be a scout. But what he was doing for last few weeks wasn't scouting, at least not as he imagined it. Valledia wanted to gather as much informations as possible about Balseraph army, garrisons and cities, so Elmar was one of the chosen. What he did right now wasn't exploring or scouting, it was espionage.
Elmar wasn't trained at this. He didin't know Balseraph manners, dances, legends... Luckily, Balseraph culture was diverse enough that just about any man could fit in. He just sat in the tavern, ordered some ale and watched the show going in the main plaza. It was the best way to fit in that he was capable of. He had his orders, and he will do his best to carry them out.
The show was amazing. The crowd were singing, the entertainers were all around, right now some trained animals displayed amazing skills, and much to Elmar's pleasure, those disgusting freaks were nowhere to be seen. Mere memory of those poor people he saw yesterday made his stomach twist, however no Balseraph seemed to share his distaste.
So far he saw only local militia, soldiers that common people called Merrymen. Despite uniforms, with those masks they carried, soldiers didn't seem merry to him at all. One thing he also noticed – Balseraph people didn't care about Amurites at all. No hate, no grand military schemes, some probably didn't even know that far up north existed another nation.
As he thought, people cheered even more, as young black haired girl went up stage and sung. Crowd silenced for a brief moment, just so that they could hear her, then started chanting with her.
...and who cares what the Nightwatchmen say
the stage has been set for the play
so be here to love me, today
Elmar shook. Nightwatch were basically a secret police, agents in secret service working for King and taking care of state security. Nightwatch were a Balseraph invention, but Valledia quickly accepted the idea and introduced the Nightwatch through the Republic, under the very same name they were know in Blseraph lands. She brought the idea even fruther, and in just few months Nightwatch were responsible for deaths of many mages and Senators that supported Veil, or discriminated mundanes, or those that agitated mundanes into rebellion against mages. They held Republic in check, but soon they became dreaded even amongst common citizens. Actually man could disappear in the night just for saying Nightwatch aloud in a public place. Their existence was a public secret, so Elmar was confused, even uneasy, that crowd chanted „forbidden“ name right here. And if Balseraph really had Nightwatch as well, then it would be precisely their task to find and execute Elmar. Disturbed, Elmar drunk remaining ale, and stood up, heading for the crowd. Behind him, two men silently did the same and went in the same direction, their eyes firmly on Elmar's back.