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”I am..different…something in between. Much like a human, I eat, and sleep, and breathe, though I am by the estimation of any who have studied me, artificial. And yet, I am alive, and as far as I know, unique, and as such my status is…awkward…to say the least.”

Idrassa remained impassive as Eyve spoke, but when she finished, the human gave Gavrin a hard look. It was a look that communicated that he had tried to make light of a favor that could have serious consequences. It was a look that made clear there would be more discussion on this later.

But when she returned her attention to Eyve that look was gone, replaced with something more contemplative. Idrassa remembered what it was to be alone and friendless, to not understand your place in the world, to be cut off from a past that was well and truly done with you even if you could never really be free of it. She knew she could not let this woman walk away alone.

So, with an ease born of a youth spent in a dragonmarked House, she rationalized her actions. "We could use some extra security," she said. "That bomb in the marketplace went off a little close to us, and things have been tense in the city." She left their other projects unspoken. Gavrin surely suspected Idrassa was up to something complicated, but the less he knew, the better.

"I need to introduce you to some other people and get their consent," she said. "But I don't think it will be a problem."

"Do you need documents?" She continued. "It's hard to move around the city without them."

Idrassa, Illendur - North Ward

Pat seemed like a pretty sharp cookie. He followed well, asked insightful questions, and finally nodded slowly. "Yeah, alright. I need to talk to Divad but yes. Let's do this."

Works for me. Do you want to wrap up here and go somewhere else?

"Wonderful," replied Idrassa. There followed a few more minutes of planning, and Idrassa and Illendur agreed to return in a few days to discuss things further.

As Illendur and Idrassa made her way out of the shop, the young woman flashed the half-elf a smile. "Thanks for pointing them out," she said, after they were clear of earshot. "That went about as well as we could hope."

I'm thinking a little wrap-up between Idrassa and Illendur is in order here, maybe just as they make their way down the street. Karl, how do you want to handle additional meetings? I don't know if it makes sense to play those out in detail - Idrassa and Illendur could make some die rolls, and summarize those meetings in interactions with other characters. I mean, I'm enjoying this, but it seems like things might be wrapping up a bit in the other plotlines. And I'm kind of looking forward to the group getting back together and comparing notes. "We've got a tactical map of the clinic area and are planning deployments to counter gang troop movements." "Um, we cut a deal with a grocery store."