Action 1
Tillia listened as Noravia asked more questions of Zea and the tiefling responded. What she heard sounded plausible and she began to suspect that this tiefling that was with her may have been Hetamon's mother in disguise somehow. She didn't like the idea of treating this woman as a prisoner but for now she had to agree that just letting her go like this wasn't a good thing. "I agree with Noravia," the mage said, "You should stay here tonight and you can take us to see the others tomorrow."
Tilia realized that the woman felt something was off, that she'd done something wrong. If she'd been mind controlled then she might be remembering something she did while under the influence of the magic. She looked at the others and then said, "Stay here please Zea, I need to speak with the others privately." She stepped outside and had a couple of people go in to guard her and gestured the others out into the hallway.
Tillia looked at them all once they were safely outside of Zea'z earshot and said, "Alright, did she seem magically controlled or not when you fought her?" She looked at them intently, "I thought someone told me she was, and she seems to be telling the truth as she knows it, but there seems to be some doubt." She looked at Noravia, "You're right to suspect something is wrong here, it's just a question of what."
Tillia let the others voice their thoughts and then continued, "I believe her story, as far as it goes, and it's possible that she might remember more, with time, about the tiefling." she gave them a worried look, "I think that the tiefling woman that was with her was Hetamon's mother, that she may be a shapeshifter as well."
Action 2
As they discussed the point Rexus brought up about what happens after Brassy was removed Tillia found herself agreeing that there was a problem to be found there. "I agree that our own interim government until we can put things back how they were is important, and while I would like to agree that we not rejoin Cheliax I have to agree that preventing that is a rather significant problem. Noravia's right that if they want to take us back badly enough they could, the trick would be convincing them it wasn't worth their effort or that they had no right to." She grinned viciously, "I have to admit the latter method, using the law to prevent them from returning, would be far more satisfying means, and less deadly."
Action 3
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Action 4
Tillia considered all that needed done and knew that high on their list was verifying Zea's story. She knew they needed to do research on the what Brassy might be up to and how to keep the Thrunes out for good once they ousted him, but she suspected this organization Zea was a part of might be helpful. She tracked down Rexus and when she found him said, "Rexus, I'm going to take Zea to Redroof to try and verify her story. Would you mind starting to research what Brassy is really up to while I'm gone? I'll try and help you when I get back."
Tillia tracked down the others and found that Noravia and Elsbeth were occupied trying to help Caleb, and she avoided Jillian and Hob, when she found that Eirik was occupied researching, like she would normally be doing, she decided that maybe she should just handle this herself. She found a pen and paper and then put together a note to let them know that she was taking Zea to Redroof to verify her story.
"My money's on factions." Hob interjected "And while I'd love to see us give 'er maj the finger, I'm not sure she could let that stand. Best bet might be t' throw in with the rebellion. She's bigger troubles right now."
He looked thoughtfull and stroked at his beard "There's ways of wardin' a place I've 'eard of. Time. Money. Could set up some traps that'd make e'en Hell curse Kintargo."
"Noravia? You're okay?" Caleb's voice croaked, unused for days. He moved closer to her "The others? What happened? Did we lose anyone?" he looked around a little as his hand latched on to her arm. "Rizolla?"
Anger started to cloud the small man's visage "What did she do? What did she do?"
"Well." Hob grunted "Bit of a let down. Still, need t' go t' work anyway. Font aint cleanin' itself." The Wizard thought back to the magically augmented repairs he'd worked last night. He'd done a month's work, no question, and the repairs were seamless... but there was easily another year's work to be done, and weeks even with the Tinkers trick.
"The Font?" Caleb asked.
"Aye. There's a font t' the Dawnflower in that damned place ya found. Polluted 'n' broken. We're fixin' it up." Hob answered.
"What? We need to find that witch before she does something to us again! She'll be lying in ambush somewhere, waiting for someone to be alone. Ves! Ves, come out here. We need to talk!"
Caleb turned to the others "I was talking with Noravia just beforehand... look, we need a way to find each other. There's a spell Ves taught me. It's a Callistrian hunting... anyway. If I cast it on someone, I can know where they are - more or less - at any time. I think we should use it on the Silver Ravens. Us, I mean, not the statues." Caleb rubbed at his temples, and wondered if his mind would come ever come back completely. "Noravia and I are using it on each other, anyway. I couldn't stand it if she vanished like Hetamon did."
Ves manifested in pixie form. Dark circles ringed her yellow-pupiled eyes. "I've been looking over you for two days you great..." Visibly she calmed herself. "Alright. What is it?"
"That woman who attacked us. Can you ask Callistria for her name? How do we find her? How do we take her down?" Caleb demanded.
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"Wow." Ves's sarcasm was palpable "That's a GREAT idea. Gee, when I was spending DAYS babysitting a pair of MORONS I didn't THINK of maybe finding out the NAME of the woman responsible. But now that YOU say it I can see that's what I should do IMMEDIATELY." Ves was scornful "I can't go asking Callistria every time something comes up. I'm not supposed to do it except for major theological questions. I flew through a loophole to ask about the stuff at that masquerade, and it didn't help. If you really can't find out who she is in" Ves considers "a week, then I'll give it a go."
Ves put her hands on her hips "As for WHAT she is, she's a Succubus. Ask one of your tame wizards to look it up for you and let me get some sleep!"
Action 1:
"Alright, did she seem magically controlled or not when you fought her?" She looked at them intently, "I thought someone told me she was, and she seems to be telling the truth as she knows it, but there seems to be some doubt." She looked at Noravia, "You're right to suspect something is wrong here, it's just a question of what."
Noravia had exited with Tillia, "We didn't have a lot of time to converse with her before she attacked Eirik and did some pretty significant damage to him. Then she was knocked out and restrained. It's very possible that she was affected by magic but we still need to be skeptical until we know more."
Action 1
Tillia let the others voice their thoughts and then continued, "I believe her story, as far as it goes, and it's possible that she might remember more, with time, about the tiefling." she gave them a worried look, "I think that the tiefling woman that was with her was Hetamon's mother, that she may be a shapeshifter as well."
"Considering what we saw of her capabilities, being able to change her shape wouldn't surprise me in the slightest," Eirik said, frowning in thought. Somehow, he didn't think the devil-woman was of the forgiving or forgetting sort - adding her yearning for their blood to answer for the slight was not something they needed.
Action 4
Eirik joined Rexus for an extended session of research, making good use of the fact that a little bit of meditation replaced long nights sleeping to fit even hours into the day. While Rexus attacked the question from one angle Eirik approached it from another, occasionally exchanging notes when one came across something he thought might lead to something. To be frank, Eirik wasn't willing to bet on their success, but assuming the Paracount wasn't truly mad there had to be some logic behind his actions, and since nothing else so far had revealed it to them, then perhaps the roots to his current behavior could be found in the history of him, his House and the city he was currently lording over and the place where two of the three overlapped.
Although it wasn't impossible there was some arcane goal the man had in mind either... that attempted massacre by devils in the opera house had to Eirik's nose the stink of a ritual sacrifice, something his Ulfen ancestors of old might have attempted - minus the devils... unless it was merely the act of someone who wore his underclothes on the top and held long conversations with houseplants.
"Noravia? You're okay?" Caleb's voice croaked, unused for days. He moved closer to her "The others? What happened? Did we lose anyone?" he looked around a little as his hand latched on to her arm. "Rizolla?"
Anger started to cloud the small man's visage "What did she do? What did she do?"
Absolute joy coloured Noravia's face as Caleb said her name. Happy tears streaked down her cheeks. "Elsbeth, it worked!" she exclaimed before she crushed Caleb in a group hug between herself and Elsbeth.
She didn't want to let him go but she she knew Elsbeth didn't really like to be touched so she released them both from her embrace and began to answer Caleb's questions.
"Rizolla is physically okay and hopefully will soon be healed as you were." She looked down as she broke the next news to Caleb. "You and Rizolla had been stripped of your minds, Ves almost died, we couldn't find Hetamon's mother because she was invisible so we had to retreat and get reinforcements. When we returned..." she took a deep breath, "When we returned, she was gone but Hetamon was dead." At this point her happy tears turned to sorrow as she relived what they'd found, "She had torn out his heart."
"Wow." Ves's sarcasm was palpable "That's a GREAT idea. Gee, when I was spending DAYS babysitting a pair of MORONS I didn't THINK of maybe finding out the NAME of the woman responsible. But now that YOU say it I can see that's what I should do IMMEDIATELY." Ves was scornful "I can't go asking Callistria every time something comes up. I'm not supposed to do it except for major theological questions. I flew through a loophole to ask about the stuff at that masquerade, and it didn't help. If you really can't find out who she is in" Ves considers "a week, then I'll give it a go."
Ves put her hands on her hips "As for WHAT she is, she's a Succubus. Ask one of your tame wizards to look it up for you and let me get some sleep!"
Noravia interjected, "Caleb, we already have a name." Her voice took on a bitter tone, "She was kind enough to sign the note she wrote in Hetamon's blood. Her name is Natsiel."
The inquisitor couldn't help but notice Ves' haggard appearance. She tentatively put a hand on her shoulder. "Can I do anything for you? I know it must have been a difficult few days keeping the wards in place not to mention the worry."
"Aye. There's a font t' the Dawnflower in that damned place ya found. Polluted 'n' broken. We're fixin' it up." Hob answered.
Noravia nodded, "I'm hopeful that if we get it re-sanctified that its healing properties will be restored and hopefully heal Rizolla's mind. Elsbeth and I still need to go back with however else wants to help. Most of the dirty work is done, thankfully."
Noravia nodded, "I'm hopeful that if we get it re-sanctified that its healing properties will be restored and hopefully heal Rizolla's mind. Elsbeth and I still need to go back with however else wants to help. Most of the dirty work is done, thankfully.""Aye. There's a font t' the Dawnflower in that damned place ya found. Polluted 'n' broken. We're fixin' it up." Hob answered.
What was done with the bodies (hags and dino) inside?
Action 1
Jillian stayed to keep a watchful eye on Zea while Tillia spoke with the others.
Action 3
Caleb turned to the others "I was talking with Noravia just beforehand... look, we need a way to find each other. There's a spell Ves taught me. It's a Callistrian hunting... anyway. If I cast it on someone, I can know where they are - more or less - at any time. I think we should use it on the Silver Ravens. Us, I mean, not the statues." Caleb rubbed at his temples, and wondered if his mind would come ever come back completely. "Noravia and I are using it on each other, anyway. I couldn't stand it if she vanished like Hetamon did."
Jillian watched as with delight as Caleb was returned to himself, and "reunited" with Noravia. The inquisitors joy spoke volumes of how worried she'd truly been. When she had a moment, she offered her hand to Caleb and said, "I'm Jillian Falto. It seems that I'll be working with the Ravens for the time being. Not sure if I count as one of you yet, but if there's magic that will help, I'm happy to use it."
Action 4
Jillian volunteered to return and help with whatever needed to be done below with Noravia and the others.
"I'm Jillian Falto. It seems that I'll be working with the Ravens for the time being. Not sure if I count as one of you yet, but if there's magic that will help, I'm happy to use it."
Noravia wasn't ready to leave Caleb's side and so was present when she introduced herself. "That's the other thing, Caleb. Vandomir's aunt called him home to take care of family business and he couldn't say when he'd be back. Jillian has been helping out in his absence."
The inquisitor clapped the younger woman on the shoulder. "You're not afraid of hard work and you can handle yourself in a fight. Forvian recommended you so that's good enough for me. I'm ok with you hanging around for the time being, if that's something you want. As you can tell, it's risky business." Then Noravia gave Jillian a teasing smile, "But I think I'll have to give you a few diplomacy lessons."
Absolute joy coloured Noravia's face as Caleb said her name. Happy tears streaked down her cheeks. "Elsbeth, it worked!" she exclaimed before she crushed Caleb in a group hug between herself and Elsbeth.
She didn't want to let him go but she she knew Elsbeth didn't really like to be touched so she released them both from her embrace and began to answer Caleb's questions.
"Rizolla is physically okay and hopefully will soon be healed as you were." She looked down as she broke the next news to Caleb. "You and Rizolla had been stripped of your minds, Ves almost died, we couldn't find Hetamon's mother because she was invisible so we had to retreat and get reinforcements. When we returned..." she took a deep breath, "When we returned, she was gone but Hetamon was dead." At this point her happy tears turned to sorrow as she relived what they'd found, "She had torn out his heart."
Caleb's swore impressively, and held onto Noravia like a drowning man clutching at driftwood. "I'm glad you made it out. I think you did the right thing - it sounds like we were seriously outclassed. I knew someone was in there, but I prioritised the threats I could see." He looked down "I guess my heroic attack was a pretty bad idea, in retrospect. At least we screwed up the summoning."
Noravia interjected, "Caleb, we already have a name." Her voice took on a bitter tone, "She was kind enough to sign the note she wrote in Hetamon's blood. Her name is Natsiel."
The inquisitor couldn't help but notice Ves' haggard appearance. She tentatively put a hand on her shoulder. "Can I do anything for you? I know it must have been a difficult few days keeping the wards in place not to mention the worry."
"I just need to recover." Ves answered, putting her tiny hand softly on Noravia's "I appreciate you got him back so fast. I don't think there's been permanent damage. Given what I am I can't tell you I'm glad Love motivates as well as Revenge, but I saw what it cost you to have him..." she pauses and looks back at Caleb before continuing with a little more humour "even stupider than he normally is."
Caleb looked blank for a moment at Jillian's name "Oh. Welcome aboard, then. Seems like a lot has changed in the last three days." he took a deep breath "Sorry, that sounded... anyway. Welcome aboard, in truth. We need good people now more than ever."
"Has there been any word on Hawthorne? Or THRUNE?"
Ves manifested in pixie form. Dark circles ringed her yellow-pupiled eyes. "I've been looking over you for two days you great..." Visibly she calmed herself. "Alright. What is it?"
"WAAGH! What the hells is that!" Jillian stared in shock at the tiny woman who had come from...where? "It can talk!"
"I just need to recover." Ves answered, putting her tiny hand softly on Noravia's "I appreciate you got him back so fast. I don't think there's been permanent damage. Given what I am I can't tell you I'm glad Love motivates as well as Revenge, but I saw what it cost you to have him..." she pauses and looks back at Caleb before continuing with a little more humour "even stupider than he normally is."
Noravia smiled at Ves, "Yes, well, love did motivate me but...I'm also not going to let Caleb off the hook that easily with his marriage proposal."
Action 1
Eirik grimaced as he thought about the excruciations, particularly considering the current apparent mind-set of the Paracount. More like drawn-out executions, more likely. ”I expect there will be plenty in the way of guards around the area? But should we make an attempt at saving the victims nevertheless? Although… were I the Paracount, I would have prepared to execute the prisoners if it even looked someone might success in releasing them, so I could blame the rebels for the unfortunate escalation that turned a corrective punishment into a bloodbath.”
”Rexus and I found something from the annals – mentions about a devil lord named Mephistophoeles and human immortality, something the Paracount might have been interested in. Although how exactly that ties to current events… perhaps life everlasting is paid in blood, and the debacle at the Opera House was an attempt at mass blood sacrifice? I don’t know if that’s what it is, or how this will help us, but if the Paracount is not interested in anything of this world but has some grand aspirations of immortality… that might explain why he seems not to care of any consequences for his actions.”
Not from my POV; you may want to get PCs input on this.
Jillian' ok'd it.
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”Rexus and I found something from the annals – mentions about a devil lord named Mephistophoeles and human immortality, something the Paracount might have been interested in. Although how exactly that ties to current events… perhaps life everlasting is paid in blood, and the debacle at the Opera House was an attempt at mass blood sacrifice? I don’t know if that’s what it is, or how this will help us, but if the Paracount is not interested in anything of this world but has some grand aspirations of immortality… that might explain why he seems not to care of any consequences for his actions.”
Noravia shuddered at the implications. "We can't allow him to obtain immortality. We can't allow Kintargo to be subjected to his kind of brutality for eternity. That's too horrible to consider."
With morale at an all time low, Noravia knew they needed to present Kintargo with a few of their lost celebrities. "We need to raise Jilia and get Shensen back to health so that they can present themselves to Kintargo and raise morale once again. And now that the Ravens are restored, we can take the fight to Brassy once more. We've been sidetracked since the Ruby Masquerade and it's time that we refocused."
Action 2:
Noravia looked skeptically at Rexus. "Does your devil have a name? How did he find you to use as a conduit? It all seems very bizarre. I agree that we may want to find out what they have to say but this also reeks like a trap. I'm not sure that all of us should go. As to where, none of the safe houses or allied places of business should be used. Where's somewhere neutral where we can meet?"
Noravia shuddered at the implications. "We can't allow him to obtain immortality. We can't allow Kintargo to be subjected to his kind of brutality for eternity. That's too horrible to consider."
"Well, I have to admit we had to piece a lot of facts together and make some educated guesses - it's not like someone wrote his plans for immoratilty down conveniently in one place. But we are reasonably confident that he's at least been researching a devil lord rumored to possess such knowledge," Eirik added.
Caleb gathers the leadership, calling them to sit around him in a circle. All the lights bar a candle in the centre are extinguished. Carefully he prepares what looks like a large tattoo pin, sterilising it in the flame.
Eyes closed he pushes the pin through his skin, then out, then turns to Noravia. The pin presses into her skin, the contact point turning black. When Caleb withdraws the pin it looks like the first pinpoint of a new tattoo.
Sweating already he returns the pin to the flame. "Who is next?" he asks.
"Time for us to hold our own executions." argued Caleb. "Those who joined his citizen militia. Not the children - just the adults. People support him out of fear - they need to fear us more."
"It seems like a trap. It must think us desperate - and I suppose we are. I think I'm an obvious one to enter the trap though." Caleb suggested "Ves and her sisters can help support me, and I can both vanish and Vanish - should the need arise."
Sweating already he returns the pin to the flame. "Who is next?" he asks.
Jillian held out her hand, trying to hide her nervousness. "Do we have to do this every day?"
Action 1
Jillian stood up at the idea of a rescue attempt. "If there's any way to save them, even one or two, we ought to try!"
Action 2
Jillian shrugged. "Is there anywhere neutral left in the city? How about outside somewhere?"
Action 1
As they all discussed what Eirik and Rexus found Tillia felt a great deal of concern. How could Brassy accomplish something like this, become immortal, and not a devil or something on his own. Come to think of it even outsiders weren't truly immortals, only gods were. That brought a rather disturbed thought to mind as she said, "This isn't good, I don't see Brassy becoming an immortal if he had to be under the control of another. I also don't see him giving up his place here. It's like he's trying to turn this into his own place, something under his control. I wonder how he could accomplish that?"
Action 2
At Rexus' pronouncement Tillia felt a great deal of concern. What devil and why would he know Rexus. She felt a great deal of trepidation and wanted to take some actions to protect them all should it become hostile. Sadly it might not tell them what it had to say then. "We need somewhere we can control the area and keep people safe from being harmed. Maybe at the old Livery Stables?"
Eyes closed he pushes the pin through his skin, then out, then turns to Noravia. The pin presses into her skin, the contact point turning black. When Caleb withdraws the pin it looks like the first pinpoint of a new tattoo.
Noravia flinched as the needle pierced her skin but she said nothing until Caleb was finished, not wanting to disrupt his concentration. "Does this now allow me to know where you are too or is there something more that needs to be done?" She had lost him emotionally once this last week and she didn't like the thought of losing him physically.
"We need somewhere we can control the area and keep people safe from being harmed. Maybe at the old Livery Stables?"
Noravia hadn't really spent much time at the old Livery. It didn't seem to be an active safe house at the moment and so it should be easy to abandon it if necessary. "That would probably work. We don't have much invested there if things go sideways."
So, too tired tonight but I will set up the meeting with the devil for tomorrow morning so let me know if there are any special precautions for this.
Questions?
Game on!
Noravia flinched as the needle pierced her skin but she said nothing until Caleb was finished, not wanting to disrupt his concentration. "Does this now allow me to know where you are too or is there something more that needs to be done?" She had lost him emotionally once this last week and she didn't like the thought of losing him physically.
Caleb gave a wry smile. "No. You'll need to stab me later. I was hoping to do that in private, but we can do it now if you like."
Sweating already he returns the pin to the flame. "Who is next?" he asks.Jillian held out her hand, trying to hide her nervousness. "Do we have to do this every day?"
"No" Caleb assured her flatly. "Once the link is made, it lasts until one of us dies." He pauses "originally it was a hunting thing. I could enchant a dagger, stab this Succubus and then follow her to the ends of Golarion. It doesn't require that, though."
Jillian frowned - she hadn't realized this was a lifetime commitment. Still, there was no reason to be concerned about Caleb knowing her whereabouts for life - assuming she lived more than a few more days or weeks. "Should we..." she hesitated, "should we all do this for each other? So any of us can find the others?" That was a bit weird for people she'd only just met, but if they were going to be fighting together, it might be a real boon.
Caleb gave a wry smile. "No. You'll need to stab me later. I was hoping to do that in private, but we can do it now if you like."
Noravia flinched as the needle pierced her skin but she said nothing until Caleb was finished, not wanting to disrupt his concentration. "Does this now allow me to know where you are too or is there something more that needs to be done?" She had lost him emotionally once this last week and she didn't like the thought of losing him physically.
Noravia grabbed Caleb's hand, "But what if you went missing before I could complete this with you? I'll wait until later if you can promise me that that won't happen. Otherwise, tell me what I need to do."
Noravia grabbed Caleb's hand, "But what if you went missing before I could complete this with you? I'll wait until later if you can promise me that that won't happen. Otherwise, tell me what I need to do."Caleb gave a wry smile. "No. You'll need to stab me later. I was hoping to do that in private, but we can do it now if you like."
Noravia flinched as the needle pierced her skin but she said nothing until Caleb was finished, not wanting to disrupt his concentration. "Does this now allow me to know where you are too or is there something more that needs to be done?" She had lost him emotionally once this last week and she didn't like the thought of losing him physically.
Caleb paused, and nodded. "Alright. Take the needle. You'll need to sterilise it." he closed his eyes "Alright Ves. Let's do this."
Caleb grabbed Noravia's arm. One of the wards on his skin began to writhe and wriggle. Slowly it moved down his arm, onto the back of his hand - something showing through the skin as it passed over the thin skin of the fingers - and onto Noravia's arm.
Jillian frowned - she hadn't realized this was a lifetime commitment. Still, there was no reason to be concerned about Caleb knowing her whereabouts for life - assuming she lived more than a few more days or weeks. "Should we..." she hesitated, "should we all do this for each other? So any of us can find the others?" That was a bit weird for people she'd only just met, but if they were going to be fighting together, it might be a real boon.
Caleb winced "In time I can help you all to do it, just as I helped Noravia. I'm not sure it's necessary though. Perhaps you should be able to find me. If you can find me, and I can find all of you, then we can track down anyone. The effects are permanent, and you might not want to be bound together for a long time."
Noravia hadn't really spent much time at the old Livery. It didn't seem to be an active safe house at the moment and so it should be easy to abandon it if necessary. "That would probably work. We don't have much invested there if things go sideways."
”Devils are creatures of law, even if their kind delight in trying to twist them to the breaking point,” Eirik murmured, recalling well the near-constant complaints about Abadarian-Asmodean cooperation he had heard from his brothers and sisters… and which he had himself butted heads with while trying to defend his clients in court against prosecutors following the Asmodean approach. ”Thus, they do respect contract, even if they try to wriggle their way free from them. When giving our response, you should at least try to turn it into an agreement… we get together to talk, neither side intending aggression. Defending our lives, safety and the secrets we choose not to share is acceptable. Once the meeting ends we go our separate ways unless something else is agreed by both parties. Neither by action or inaction by either party should these terms be allowed to be broken. Something to that effect,” Eirik said, amused that his studies of law might be applied to such an occasion.
”Although I don’t know just how highly a devil will value a purely verbal contract.”
Jillian frowned - she hadn't realized this was a lifetime commitment. Still, there was no reason to be concerned about Caleb knowing her whereabouts for life - assuming she lived more than a few more days or weeks. "Should we..." she hesitated, "should we all do this for each other? So any of us can find the others?" That was a bit weird for people she'd only just met, but if they were going to be fighting together, it might be a real boon.Caleb winced "In time I can help you all to do it, just as I helped Noravia. I'm not sure it's necessary though. Perhaps you should be able to find me. If you can find me, and I can find all of you, then we can track down anyone. The effects are permanent, and you might not want to be bound together for a long time."
Caleb winced "I dunno... I mean, we can, but it'll take a long time to do and it lasts until one of you dies. That could be a really long time. Maybe if you can all find me, and I can find everyone?"
Caleb grabbed Noravia's arm. One of the wards on his skin began to writhe and wriggle. Slowly it moved down his arm, onto the back of his hand - something showing through the skin as it passed over the thin skin of the fingers - and onto Noravia's arm.
Noravia watched the ward move from Caleb to herself completely transfixed. It was hard to believe that she actually had a part of Caleb under her skin, even if it was temporary. She took the needle and sterilized it like Caleb had. She looked at him questioningly, "So I push this through my skin and then into you? Here? Where the ward is?" She hesitated only slightly before she resolutely pushed the needle through her skin and then pricked Caleb. "Can you tell? Did it work?"
Action 2
She took a very long breath, enjoying the sweet air, “So, did you kill the paracount?”
”We thought we did, Lady Mayoress, but it appears the man is not so careless concerning his own safety as he thought,” Eirik said, offering a steaming cup of herbal tea to the woman once she was beginning to get her body under control. ”Take your time to get your bearings; we have a lot of things to talk about.”
Action 3
The devil smiled, “Rexus, it seems you brought a lot of people to our secret meeting. Do they all need to take part in our negotiations? If so, please introduce yourselves and we shall get to the gist of the meeting.”
”The Nape of the Silver Ravens,” Eirik murmured, his face hidden by the silver raven half-mask. The monk stood with his arms folded over his chest, hands hidden in the sleeves of the opposing arm, eyes narrowed as he stared at the devil. ”If you are here to deal with the Silver Ravens, the name behind this mask matters not.”
Of course, the devil might just know his name, considering it had done enough research to pick Rexus from the masses of mortals in the city to contact. If so, it certainly showed more initiative and information gathering skill than any other of their enemies to date… not that they had done a stellar job at security in Eirik’s opinion.
Action 1:
Noravia's stomach continued to churn as they discussed what to do about the public excruciations. She didn't really agree with Caleb about holding their own executions. It didn't make sense to her to react in such a manner, repaying fear with fear - but she said nothing verbally. Instead she suggested, "Maybe we should send one of the teams to either observe or possibly rescue? The Hellnight faction are good at rescuing people from difficult places, right?"
Action 2:
Noravia gave Elsbeth a few pats on the back. "Milani has worked mightily through you again. Thank you."
She waited as Eirik filled Jilia in on Thrune's status before asking, "Do you remember everything before and after you were turned? Was the one who turned you working with the paracount?"
Action 3: