Asphodel chewed the inside of cheek as he watched the member of the Ash Wolves walk away. "Jerk," he whispered before tightening his hold unto his bag. He cracked his neck before proceeding to where he was supposed to be. "I wish we'd never see each other again." In his mind though, he knows he will see the man a few more times for his own liking.
Strolling into the building, he was asked to surrender all his weapons. It took a while for Asphodel to actually process the information. Tilting his head to the right, he stared at the guard with those judging lilac eyes. "As per the rules of the Bastion, I am not allowed to hand over the said weapons. Too dangerous, if one would believe the rumors." He showed the necklace of the Black Cross.
The guard was red-faced and looked about ready to pass out. Asphodel, feeling a bit of pity, nodded to the poor man and proceeded to the officer's meeting room. He was not surprised to see three members of the Ash Wolves. One of which crouched down and unsheathed his sword. Aphrodel just nodded in greeting before placing his bag near the chair; a sign of non-violence. "I will assume this has to do with hunting," he announced.
"Where have you been?" the largest in the room demanded, voice still booming.
"I got lost and someone was kind enough to take me here," Asphodel easily lied. "Destrier was his name I think." He watched in curiosity as everyone in the room tensed. Oh? Who was this Destrier person to actually inflict such reactions from the fearless Ash Wolves. "Anyways," he stated. "What is this all about?"
And so, the meeting and the mission for Asphodel to infiltrate Haven begun.