For Sword and Honor Part 15

*2 weeks later*
     All of the guild members have been working hard. Everybody has picked up something useful. Noah learned how to disarm and knock opponemts to the ground. Issac has been trying to shot three arrows at once. Abelena has improved her accuracy with Flamebreather. Elidia has learned how to save more energy while using magic. Neiji has been able to use her claws more viciously. The team has also learned survival skills like bandaging, kindling (using fire better), and identifying edible plants. "All have improved signifegently," Adrain writes. A peasant walks up to Adrian.
     "Excuse me. Can I speak to the guildmaster? I have a message for him," the peasant says.
     "Why of course. Follow me," Adrian says. Oliver watches from an archer's tower. The archer that should be there, lay dead. Blood surrounding the dagger in his back. Oliver took aim with the bow. He pulls back the string to his cheek, lines up the shot, and releases it. The peasant hits the dirt, arrow in back. Adrian shakes him violently. He looks up into the archer tower, which has the archer slung over the railing. Adrian runs toward the archer tower and climbs up the ladder. He sees a dagger in the archer's back. He takes the dagger out of the archer's back. Adrian had seen this dagger before. "One of the new guys," he thought. Then he remembered. This is Noah Lynwood's dagger that was planted in the archer's back.

*1 hour later*
     "Hey! Quit your shoving! I'm walking. I'm walking," Noah says. Noah enters the guildmaster's chamber. Tall bookshelves lined the walls. One table and chair sat near the window. A man with a blank expression stares at Noah. Blonde hair to one inch above from his shoulders. Slightly muscular. A large greatsword on his back.
     "Sir! Noah Lynwood is now in your presense!", one guard says.
     "Thank you. That will be all," the man says.
     "Yes sir!", both guards say. The guards leave the room and shut the door behind them. Adrian walks up to Noah and grabs him by the collar.
     "Using what I teach to kill your own guildsman. Is should kill you right here," Adrian threatens.
     "What? I didn't do anything! I didn't kill anybody!", Noah pleads.
     "As much as I would like to believe that Mr. Lynwood, we have to work off of the evidence presented to us," the guildmaster says. "Adrian. Describe." Adrian lets Noah go and walks back over to the guildmaster. He picks up a piece of paper.
     "Noah Lynwood. For the suspected murder of the guild's archer, Benton Manus, and the peasant messenger will be...PUT UNDER TRIAL?! WHAT IS THIS?!"
     "This is justice Adrian. You should know this."
     "The killer's right in front of our eyes! We should send him straight to the gallows!"
     "How dare you speak out of line Adrian! This is my descision! That is final!" Adrian storms out of the room. "You will be put in confinement until your trial begins."
     "You don't actually think I did it do you?", Noah asks.
     "I don't know what to think anymore Noah. I've seen very unpredictable things in my past. People are capable of horrible things." The guards come back in. "Take him away." The two guards grab Noah's arms and take him away. Noah shakes away their arms and walks behind the guards.

*Later that night*
     The guard placed a tray of food through a space in the cell. "You should eat. It may be your last meal," the guard says. Noah brings the tray closer. Bread and half a bowl of soup. He starts to eat his meal. Then he hears a familiar voice.
     "The guildmaster said we could see him," Issac says. The guard lets them pass and Neiji, Issac, Abelena, and Elidia stand in front of the cell.
     "Guys! You all came to see me?", Noah asks.
     "Of course we did. That's why you see us now," Elidia says.
     "Really Elidia?", Issac asks.
     "What? It's true."
     "We won't let you stay in a empty cell all night," Abelena said.
     "I'm just here because I followed them," Neiji says.
     "Neiji!", Abelena says.
     "What? Did I say something wrong?"
     "Anyway, I'm glad to see you guys."
     "What happened Noah?", Abelena.

*1-2 minutes later* (Didn't wanna re-explain it )
     "So they think you killed someone," Elidia says.
     "Yup. And now I'm here," Noah responds.
     "But you can't shoot. I've seen you try," Issac says.
     "Tell that to them. They seem to be great listeners."
     "Well, they're ordered to not listen to you. After all, if yoy are the killer, you could just be lying," Neiji says.
     "But I'm NOT the killer."
     "Just sayin'."

*A while later*
     The group members started going one by one. It leaves Abelena and Noah alone. "You should probalby get some sleep. I'll still be here tommorow," Noah says.
     "You may not be," Abelena says.
     "Wha...oh right. There's that chance."
     "Yeah."
     "Huh. It's weird."
     "What's weird?"
     "I've known Elidia and Issac for a bit more than a month. Barely have talked to Neiji. And I've only known you two weeks. Yet, you're the only one still here. Ha."
     "I'm not big on leaving people alone."
     "That makes you pretty nice."
     "What?"
     "Well, when we first met, you were very willing to talk to Issac and I. I haven't gotten many good first impressions like that."
     "Oh stop it."
     "It's true. You're very...outgoing."
     "You think so?"
     "Of course. Like right now. You could be talking to a killer yet, you're still here. Chatting. With me. Not many people are like that with me."
     "I don't believe you killed them." Noah gets up and grabs the bars.
     "Do you really? I could see a bit of doubt in everyone just a while ago. Elidia thinks anybody is capable of it. Even me. Issac and I got off to a rough start. Neiji just doesn't seem to care."
     "Yes I really do." Abelena stands up. "I don't think you would kill anybody that isn't aganist you. Not somebody protecting you. And especially not an innocent person."
     "You truly are surprising. The Lynwood House has done horrible things. People have been made homeless, bankrupt, and even killed by my family. Those were innocent people. Yet you don't act like I'm a Lynwood."
     "Your family doesn't describe who you are!" Abelena grabs Noah's hand. "It hasn't for me."

*Tommorow. Nearing the end of the trial*
     "What is the verdict? Judges?", the supreme judge asks.
     "He's guilty! Kill 'em!", a peasant says.
     "Yeah! What he said!", another one says.
     "He took away my son!", Benton's mother shouts.
     "On behalf of Noah Lynwood, the supspected murderer of Benton Manus and the messenger, Henry Bouton, us judges find Noah Lynwood..."