"Lawrence?"
the grey haired man sighed, "Yes Holo?"
"there has been a Plague Doctor Following us for a few hours now."
Kraft Lawrence looked over his shoulder and indeed, there was a plague doctor following them, on foot no less.
"it's alright, he's probably just doing what plague doctors do."
"which is?"
Lawrence looked at Holo, "they do what they can to help plague victims."
Holo's ears twitched and she put her hood up, "I do not like the smell of that man."
Lawrence chuckled, "I know what you smell, but no, he's just a doctor."
Holo eyed the doctor for a while, she smelled blood on him, fresh blood, "I do not think he is a doctor..he smells of blood, can we go faster please?"
Lawrence sighed and shook the reigns for the horse to move faster, soon the Doctor was lost from sight, she leaned on him, "thank you, Lawrence."
he sighed and she kissed him on the cheek, "you know i would never let you get the plague, as long as you are with me, you are safe."
Lawrence chuckled, "thank you Holo."
Doctor Fell wasnt about to lose them, he was running at top speed after them, although he was loosing them, he growled as he slowed down.
soon the doctor had lost sight of them, he growled but kept walking down the road, following the tracks, "this should be fun."
the next town over
finally Holo and Lawrence reached the town they had been seeking, Lawrence began making deals and eventually they tired and went to the inn to get some rest.
in the midst of the night, the good doctor arrived, his silver eyes shining with malice as he drew two sickle shaped knives from his pouch, hidden under his cloak as he ventured through town.
soon a townsman walked up to him holding a wooden cudgel, "we don't welcome your kind here, Plague Doctor! go spread your disease somewhere else!"
in a flash of steel, the man's entrails were on the ground, in another flash, his throat had been cut, the man fell to the ground and the doctor simply continued walking.
"where could they be..."