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Rowan watched Frederick kill the men with Wide eyes. Seeing the blood splatters on his armor. Her expression was unreadable as she stood still. Bells and clanking of heavy armor could be heard in the distance, announcing the rapid approach of Arun's guards. Rowan quickly snapped out of it, running over to Frederick. By now most of the people noticed the murders and stared at Frederick accusingly, but not doing anything rash only because he was accompanied by a ringmaster. Though several looked obviously disgusted and poised to lunge at him. He stood out enough as it was being a foreigner. The magician silently followed behind, his hat tilted downwards. "We need to leave, quickly. More of them might come, the authorities will only draw attention... Come on, lets go." she said, avoiding his eyes. Rowan turned to the gates and ran outside, past the narrow tunnel that lead outside. She started heading towards the marketplace.

Rowan Stopped after running a reasonable distance, the magician trailing behind silent as a shadow. Rowan turned to check up on them both. Frederick wasn't there? She started looking around frantically, could he have run off on his own? "Where did he go?!" she asked the magician. He shrugged. Rowan sighed and started running back to the colloseum to check. Tinkling bells made her halt. Seeing a squad of Arun knights, dressed grandly in Arun-style armor. They held enchanted weapons, looking around at everyone suspiciously as they headed inside the colloseum. At the head of the squad was a man, garbed in knight armor, a golden great sword hung proudly on his back. His eyes flickered over to Rowan before he headed inside with the squad. Rowan continued to run towards the colloseum, ready to defend her friend if he got caught.

The guards were inside the arena by now, examining the bodies and listening to witness accounts. Rowan stopped once she reached the front, taking a breath as she looked around. She glanced over at the guards, clearly seen at the other end of the tunnel. They'd likely ask her questions if she entered, but Arun's authority was reasonable. But it still would be best to back away since chances were he didn't run in there. Rowan started to back away when she was spotted by the head of the group. Shoot... He raised his hand towards his guards, two of them followed him as he approached Rowan. Rowan stood tall with her staff at her side. The guards approached, looking down at Rowan intimidatingly.

"Ringmaster. Did you witness the happenings of that brawl?" he demanded. Though he already knew the answer from the witnesses. There were no other ringmasters around.

"Yes sir." said Rowan. "It was an assault, by those bandits lying on the ground. They attacked an innocent bystander, he defended himself and lashed out, resulting in those murders. All self defense sir, I saw it myself." she said.

His eyes narrowed. "I see..." he said. "Self defense... are you certain? Witnesses say he was a foreigner. What you claim is difficult to believe, Ringmaster. The two dead were Arun citizens, with noble histories. Arun citizens do not attack eachother unless there is reason." he said.

Rowan kept her straight face. "They were bandits, sir. Only human, they attacked first." she insisted. "I saw it. They surrounded him, then attacked all at once. It may have been an act of hatred." she said. The Guard stepped toward her. The two guards beside him unsheathing their swords. Rowan shrunk a bit under his scrutinizing gaze.

"You sound as if you defend this stranger...Did you Personaly know the culprit?" he asked, too close for comfort. Rowan stepped back. "Yes, I did. I brought him here, he is assisting our kingdom on an important case." she said. "He has morals, sir. I've seen it. A ringmaster would never be foolish as to let a misfit enter freely into the kingdom we dearly protect. I used my judgement, I swear on my title as ringmaster that he was innocent." she said confidently, staring back at him. The man was slightly taken aback and took a step back. He sighed.

"If he is innocent, then you wouldn't mind going to the center to answer a few questions... guards escort her. We're done here for now." he ordered. The other guards would notice they were leaving and follow them. The two guards stood beside Rowan, holding their weapons menacingly. She had no choice but to follow. They started walking away.

Rowan looked around. She saw Frederick standing by the bridge and Looked at him apologetically. He'd be done for if she went to the center. They'd ask her for a name, where she found him, where he was now and such. Though she'd never go into detail. One of the guards noticed she was staring at something but she quickly turned her head, looking at the ground instead as she walked.

The magician stood on the same bridge as Frederick, tilting his hat towards him. "Fellow, you should run while you can. They'll catch you out in the open." he suggested. He turned towards Rowan's direction, his cape billowing in the wind behind him. "Perhaps a distraction will suffice? One that she could run?" he suggested. He leaned forward on the rail. He had a bored air around him. Though his expression was hidden beneath his massive magician's hat, he sounded fairly young.

The mage nodded. "Alright then, suit yourself." he said. He hoisted his staff over his shoulder and started walking towards Rowan and the guards, following at a distance. The guards headed to the other edge of the town, recieving curious glances a they passed.

Rowan was sound asleep in her temporary overnight cell, curled up on an old dirty bed with her staff resting beside her, incase of emergencies. Meanwhile the peremiter of the structure was guarded by Arun knights, some nearly dozing at their posts and others surveying the area with torches. Two magicians were stationed at the top of the prison to survey everything.

((Darn my scatter-brainedness. Where is he? You can continue.))

It would take a while for thr guards to notice all the commotion. A guard shook his sleeping partner awake as they ran over to the area. They would then hear the old man's screams, along with many other guards nearby. They all ran to the area, their armor clanking loudly as they ran with their weapons. They arrived only in time to see the old man's corpse, lying on the ground. They didn't have time to question why an old man was on the premises, they needed to catch the murderer! They heard faint footsteps down the hallway. They split up, some began running down the hallway after Frederick's trail. Some of the inmates woke up from the commotion, most complaining.

Rowan stirred in her cell, hearing a lot of noise. She yawned and sat up to rub her eyes, blinking tiredly as she looked around.