Jazadi looks over at Adol.
"...I'll keep that in mind. I might need that if this meeting's going to go the way I'm afraid it'll go..."
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"Yaaaaaaaaay." Jazadi meekly swallows and nods at the mention of a bath. "...right. Um, is this a bad time to mention I've never done the whole 'communal bathing' thing before?"
Jazadi taps the hieroglyph on the plans. "Chisisek's signature... wow, this dates all the way back to Osirion's first age!"
"Uh..." She looks at her companions.
Jazadi munches on a bit of jerky while looking through the Depository...
The archaeologist lets out a little giggle as she begins delving into the Depository...
"It needs to be struck by magic cutting or piercing weapons. Otherwise, set it on fire!" Jazadi shouts before trying to knock the golem over again.
Jazadi blinks as the mummy emerges from the sarcophagus. "...wait a pistol-oilin' minute here, that's not a real mummy!" She frowns as she points at the monster. "It's a mummy golem--look at the way it's moving! It's got too much weight behind it!" "Don't use magic or 'anti-mummy' stuff on it--try something else!" She says before snapping her whip and trying to trip it up!
"Really?" Jazadi tilts her head at Uthe as she examines the headband. "Can I have it?"
Jazadi tentatively nods and imbues herself with her own heroic magics before setting to work on the trapped stone.
Jazadi turns her heroism-inspiring magic on Say'ri next!
"That's a golem! If you've got adamantine or bludgeoning weapons, bring 'em out because magic's not going to work on it!" Jazadi grimaces and imbues Adol with a burst of heroic magic!
Jazadi pinches the bridge of her nose in exasperation. "Guys..." "Was Muminofrah displeased with you, Jazadi?" "I think she was offended by the implication that I find her less appealing than an archive of knowledge kept forbidden to the public." The archaeologist remarks. "I'll be happy to just get what we came here for and never have to hear from her again."
Jazadi winces when she hears Uthe noisily vomiting in the alleyway.
"Wait." The archaeologist holds up a hand. "Those doors have some sort of warding glyph on them--Brigh only knows what'll happen if it's set off."
Jazadi bows her head once before making good her escape and rejoining the others. Oh praise Brigh.
Having no real way of disguising herself, Jazadi opts to go for a more stealthy approach when following Say'ri.
Jazadi shoots a look over at Say'ri and Uthe, her discomfort growing by the moment. Oh, don't mind me, you two. You go ahead and make out in full view of everyone while I try to get out of spending time with the city's most entitled, spoiled, flighty and cruel noblewoman with my dignity somewhat intact. THANKS.
"Well..." Jazadi thinks while trying to ignore Muminofrah's attempts at flirting. "...I hear that the Dark Depository is so mysterious and intriguing--I would love a chance to step within it for myself and delve into the secrets it holds."
At first, Jazadi is absolutely elated to have won the race; considering she had no real experience with racing or chariots of any sort, the mere fact that she and Uthe won was not something she would have expected to accomplish. Her joy abruptly curdles when Muminofrah turns her attentions on her. Two kisses on her cheeks later, and Jazadi's expression has turned from one who just won a race to one who is currently enduring the pain of having her toenails pulled out, one at a time. An impressive feat, considering the only real change to her expression is a slight widening of the eyes and a shrinking of the pupils. The archaeologist awkwardly sits alongside Muminofrah as the celebrations begin in earnest, her posture stiff and tense.
By the time the chariot gets back on track, Jazadi notices a pair of cultists aiming crossbows at them from the crowd!
As bolts fly, Jazadi grabs a crossbow stashed under the reins and returns fire herself!
Now in the home stretch, Jazadi tries to shield her eyes from sun and sand alike...
As their chariot passes through a quiet neighborhood, Jazadi suddenly grabs the reins and yanks the chariot hard left--just in time to dodge an errant deluge of waste! "You're welcome." She quips to Uthe as she spurs the chariot onwards, easily ducking under a cluster of laundry lines.
Once Uthe manages to scare the camels into going the right way, Jazadi takes the opportunity to entertain the crowd.
"Ladies and gentlemen--this right here's a fine piece of engineering! Built to ride smoothly over rough stonework and smooth sands--" She starts as the chariot starts to blaze through the pack!
Jazadi saddles up in a chariot along with Uthe. "Hey--if we win this, it'll make things even with Say'ri for the Spiral Archives." As the race begins, the young archaeologist realizes a little too late that she has no real idea how to drive a chariot... not that it stops her.
"...you mean like the engineering practices of Ancient Osirion?" Jazadi tilts her head at Adol. "I don't know, that sounds a little too much like I'd be treating them like they don't know their own history... eh, I'll think of something."
"Huh... if we're going to perform for them, I might be in a bit of a bind there. My 'performances', quote unquote, are really more suited for a lecture hall than a royal party."
"The Sacrosanct Order of the Blue Feather... isn't that the priesthood of Nethys that collects and preserves all sorts of knowledge? It must be particularly sensitive knowledge they collect, otherwise they wouldn't be so secretive..." Jazadi muses. "...I know for a fact that Brigh's clergy wouldn't be nearly as interested in keeping knowledge secret--for better or worse." "Still, we're going to have to get into the Dark Depository if we want to learn any more... and that's assuming these records are accurate and nobody's gone and moved them in the intervening century."
For the group's second day of research, Jazadi focuses on the texts relating to the noble lineage of the Sky Pharaoh.
Jazadi doesn't know what exactly the lady is talking about when it comes to a hostile spirit, but when she reaches the Spiral's Heart, her own heart soars at the sight of such knowledge. "Let's see..." She starts moving to investigate the more historical textbooks.
Jazadi keeps quiet as Say'ri and Uthe take the social lead.
Jazadi opts to take a seat and be as unobtrusive as possible. The mere fact that she was in the centre of a particularly decadent gathering was uncomfortable enough for her.
Jazadi looks back and forth between Muminofrah and the rest of the Falcons before clearing her throat. "Your Excellency, we have come a long way and passed many trials to seek your Wisdom. Would you be so kind as to grant us an audience?" She asks with a curtsy.
"What?!" Jazadi tilts her head at the deaconess. "Why isn't she available? Is she alright? Is this normal?" She asks, her questions starting to spill out of her mouth.
The archaeologist pointedly ignores Uthe's and Say'ri's flirting. She already has enough empirical evidence of the affection they have for each other, and thus does not need to be privy to any more.
"I'll admit I'm tempted. That looks like a real marvel of engineering."
"I think we should ask the haty-a first. No sense in breaking the law here unless we REALLY need to." Jazadi says after swallowing a mouthful of toast.
Jazadi will move to assist Dhakira with information gathering.
Seeing as how Uthe has historical topics covered, Jazadi focuses more on her own subject: the noble lines of ancient Osirion.
The mention of a library is enough to get Jazadi salivating (metaphorically, that is). "Absolutely!"
Jazadi shrugs at the mention of sharing a room with Dhakira. "Sounds lovely! Last time was a good arrangement."
Jazadi's eyes widen as Say'ri gives her the pistol. "...oh my goodness..." "...thank you so much!" She grabs Say'ri in a bear hug.
"Yeah, it'd at least be a good idea to find a place away from these snake-oil salesmen."
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"...I'm exhausted, mostly." Jazadi sighs, her hand curling around Dhakira's. "But I'm glad that the undead crisis is resolved."
Jazadi catches Dhakira's wink--and for a moment, doesn't quite process it. The sudden blush appearing on her face indicates that she eventually does.
Jazadi listens to Adol's story, nodding at the end. "I think we'll be happy to have you along full-time."
The archaeologist can't suppress a little squeal of glee. "More chances to learn!"
The celebrations for resolving the undead crisis take a lot of energy out of Jazadi--the effort of documenting all she experienced is enough to compel her to turn in early for the night. She's not too difficult to find next morning--she's quietly enjoying a decent breakfast of scrambled eggs and jerky.
Jazadi barely manages to evade the worst of the spell and snaps her whip at a zombie!
She then casts a protective spell on herself, summoning multiple images to confuse and confound!
Jazadi winces as Jamie and Adol move to engage the mummies and prepares a spell to protect them from being affected by fear!
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Jazadi sighs in resignation. "Well, we tried." "Though I really have to wonder--what was this room originally constructed for?" The archaeologist scratches her head. "To house a scale model of Wati? And if so, was this room a kind of recreational room or did it serve a city-planning purpose? Like ancient Osiriani preferred to model their cities in stone and miniature first before constructing them properly?" Her expression turns pensive. "Could be. Might be an effective way to model potential traffic flows for both on-foot and chariot transportation..." Her musings continue in this vein as she leads the group back.
"I hope so. I'm not looking forward to Uthe blaming me for another screw-up if this doesn't work..." Jazadi sighs. "For Brigh's sake, it's not like I deliberately set the tiles off just to make her day miserable..." The archaeologist grumbles.
Jazadi retraces her steps to the model room and starts giving it a more thorough investigation.
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