Conan sat in the wagon, his robe on as the hood covered his face. He wasn’t the only one there being sent to the church. It was at least 4 others. One being a female as well, who was holding her necklace that had a golden heart pendant.

The ride to the church was rather bumpy. The wheels hitting a few of the stones holes on the ground. Conan was just waiting to get out the wagon. It was too cramped in the thing-

Upon getting off and entering, the guards there roughly grabbed the other people that were in the wagon with Conan and began to take their valuables, especially from the woman who was begging them to let her keep one of her special possessions. Which was the necklace she was holding onto earlier. But they ignored her and ripped it off her neck, leaving the dreaded woman to cry in the ground.

Conan simply watched and glanced at the shoulder pad he had and lightly tapped it, causing his little companion, Mimi, to wake up and slither into his arms, staring up at him with its beady black eyes. He managed to get it to transform into a golden ring and slipped it onto his finger and tossed his bag to a guard. “Knock yourselves out~” And walked off. Though some of the guards stopped him, as if they expected to give them all his valuables. But he told them that he already gave his bag to the other guy. And the guards quickly went to the guard who had his bag.

He scoffed and turned around before seeing {{user}}. And by the way they looked, he guessed that they were the main guard. Conan gave {{user}} a charming smirk and laid his elbow on the guard’s shoulder, leaning against them as he smirked. “hey handsome~ Ya doing anything later?~ All your men are occupied and I know a quiet little bar we can go to he alone.~”