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After Jake left, Evin had fallen asleep at the table he was sitting at. It had been a while since he had had some rest and it was well needed for sure. A couple of hours past until the lady who had the soup woke him up. She didn't mind that Evin was sleeping there, but she didn't like the noise that he was making. It seemed that Evin had been snoring while he slept there and it was rather bothersome. She wouldn't have been the first person to be bothered by Evin though without stopping. He left anyways out of respect. She seemed nice enough.
Evin walked down to his cabin. He could tell that Crystal had been there, but he was used to living with someone now. The cabin was rather large and had three rooms. There were two bedrooms and a common room. The common room was where he usually was. It was where all of the work was done and the meetings were held. It had two desks which were placed at the back two corners of the room. Dividing the two desks was a bookshelf that shot out from the wall. On Evin's side, it contained books that Evin enjoyed and studied from. It also contained a few books that Sebastian had when he was second in command. There was even a few special objects that Evin never dared to touch. In the center of the room was a big table where Evin would usually be found eating, but it was usually used for important meetings. The table was always cleared of anything and was very beaten down. It was older than anyone alive in Valcrest for sure and had probably been witness to hundreds of secret and probably tons of blood as well. The Wolf Pack had gone through some tough times in it's past and there was a long family line of leaders that had been assassinated. That was when Crystal's family had taken control and balanced everything out. The rest of the room contained a few paintings, but they didn't really interest Evin.
The room on the right was Crystal's room. He hadn't been in that room very often, so he could never really remember what it looked like. He knew it was a lot larger than Evin's room though.
Evin's room was originally just a large closet that contained a fair amount of the archives of the Wolf Pack, but after Evin moved in and wanted a room to himself, the archives were moved into a secret room in one of the cabins in the camp. His room was big enough for a bed and a small side table though and that was it. Evin was used to that though and didn't mind all too much because of the fun little secret that he found in his room. There was a floorboard under his bed that was able to be moved. Underneath that was a tunnel that lead to a room that was carved into the center of one of the larger trees in the camp. It was rather new and when he first discovered it, there was nothing in it. He filled it with all of his weapons for his own personal armoury. Evin wasn't sure if Crystal knew about it, but he wasn't sure if Dani even knew about it. There was nothing in the room when he found it. Who knows what it was intended for.
Evin went into this secret room to stock up on some weapons. In the next couple of hours, he would be headed for Newhaven.

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[Valcrest]
When Hastings woke up, he had a sudden panic attack. He wasn't in his room in Castle Blackpond like he thought he was when he was waking up. Instead he was in a tent, being guarded by a couple of individuals in Newhaven armour. Those scum that he probably saw on the battlefield were now holding him hostage. Who knew what was going to happen to him. Would he be killed and displayed to the public, would they send his dead body back to Blackpond? It was interesting to entertain the thought of the several things that could happen to him, but it was also good for Hastings to be in this position. He knew that the Wolf Pack would take care of any situation that they found important to their cause. Despite popular beliefs from Newhaven, tides had been turning and the once impoverished city of Blackpond was taking this war. Hastings wouldn't be surprised if the assassins came out to help them to gain some support from Blackpond. Hastings had a feeling that Roy wouldn't fancy any offers from the Wolf Pack though. After they took out the King of Newhaven, he was sure that Roy would be too nervouse.
The Guards realised after only a few minutes that Hastings had just woken up. It was a rather slow reaction time for people who were supposed to guard him. They began making jokes about how pitiful he looked sitting down there, seemingly defenceless. If Hastings wasn't in the middle of a camp full of these drones, he would have killed both of them by now. Instead he sat and listened to them for a few more minutes before he spoke to the two men.
"I believe that I deserve a bit more respect from you two. I may have been captured, but I probably have more sway in decisions that happen in this camp than either of you two." That shut them up. It was sad because it was probably true. Hastings was an important figure in Blackpond and whatever Newhaven did with them, could effect political tides in this war. "May I speak to your commander as soon as possible. I would like to discuss things with him."