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"Hey!" Sybil calls to the creature before turning and flying back to her companions. As she moves just off the entrance... "Void zombie incoming... and them things is uuuuugly!" She does turn around, laser rifle at the ready and readies to fire on the zombie when it appears from the tunnel. Attack if it goes off:
Jesselle looks to her companions about her from one side to the other and noticed that they each seems to have said what they came to say. She turns back to Gale and smiles before she starts, “I want thank you for extending your trust to us,” she motions to those assembled, [b]“to engage in this meeting. I has provided some helpful, if not disturbing, information.” She gives a shot, but respectful bow. “I hope that together that we can discover who is behind this, expose them for the wrong that they are doing, and bring someone to a just end for the murder of Nilasa and the numerous others who have suffered for what they have done.” The young woman says with a fierceness that surprised even herself. “We have different ways of doing things,” She eyes a few of her companions who have voiced their concerns, “Let us hope that coming together can provide a… beneficial outcome for everyone.” “Thank you once again, Gale.” She says looking to the woman before her.
Jesselle considers a moment as she listens to her colleagues reveal more than she would have wished to let on to the Gale. Perhaps she knew, perhaps it would be something she would not realize , or just not really care. The woman thinks a moment, {b]"Sure. I hope it is not something that others might use against you or I."[/b]
"Thank you Gale," Jesselle mentions sincerely. She nods to the eladrin, "It is what I eluded to earlier, I believe we might have located said person. The name I asked you about. Unfortunately, he is under the protection of Kell. I is also the reason we were able to intercept the Family's cargo meant for 'Rebel' forces." She looks almost apologetic, "Should we find any information or the pendant you spoke of, I would not be against sharing it with you. The more that know, make it harder for that information to be wiped away." The woman does consider and recalls the wants that were meant for Gale and her associates, "A question of the wands, if you know that is, how is it that can be used by those with no magical abilities?"
"A moment if you will?" Jesselle asks as she stops to consider Gale's telling of her experiences within the Bleaking. It almost explains a lot of things in the last while. Missing people, quakes where there should be none.
"That is... disturbing... worrisome... and something that needs to be stopped!" The woman stats as she tries to bring her thoughts into something resembling coherency. "Why here of all places?" She looks to Gale, "If there is anything else of those in the Bleaking? And yes, please share what you do know, as we will need some sort to proof of the happenings to explain to others, if we want any sort of help on this matter."
Jesselle stands before the woman as her companions make their statements or comments to Gale. As Gemma comments she considers that she thinks along a similar vein to herself, she thought it better to not say so aloud but after coming forward she gives a shrug and comments, "I cannot say that do not disagree with her." She motions to Gemma and gives her a nod. She gives a nod to Emmerson as well. As considers what Feth says and it's harshness but also considers who the woman was. It might be and she was entitled to her opinion. She turns her gaze back to Gale, "Do you know of a Doctor Wolfgang von Recklinghausen? As Constable Emerson has asked, do you know what they Donarans are up to? A lot has occurred over the last five days emanating from the day Nilassa was taken from us all."
Jesselle considers what Gale was telling her and her fellow constables. She watches the woman's passion and the effects it has with the environment with some interest. "To answer your query, no not magic like that. I have what many call the Sight. So that you also understand the risk I took for Nevard." She lets the revelation sink in a moment before she continues. "I believe that Nilasa would have succeeded, but she ran into a dark shadowy being that the Danoaran's took great pains to hide, something Nilasa feared might attack her Uncle. From what we understand, she was able to flee with something, but it was taken by someone as she met her end. If it was not one your agents than I do not know who this person is, but we have a lead to speak with him within the near future." The young woman says as she attempts to explain what they found quickly with some detail. "Would you have any queries for us, before we ask more?" she asks of the Eladrin trying to conduct herself in some sort of proper manner.
“I do hope for an interesting day for us all,” the woman says as she admires the Eladrin. Perhaps she would be doing the same thing if she were in Gale’s position. She considers a moment before she starts. With a bit of a breath she starts knowing there time was short, “Yes, what has started us down the path we now find ourselves. We were able to speak with Nilasa briefly but she told us little of why she was at the Danoran Embassy. Through our own investigation we know she was there to retrieve something that would hurt the Danorans, would you be able to share with us why you had Nilasa there and what it was she was to take?”
"Good afternoon Gale, I am Jesselle." She introduces herself with a respectful nod, "I cannot speak for the others of the Constabulary not present before you, but we are here to 'speak' with you as was my offer several days before to those loyal to you." There is much more that the woman would love to gush about with the woman but she was also well aware that there was likely a time limit to the conversation and perhaps the meeting could end at any moment by a member of the Constabulary that would want to arrest Gale. She also had to be careful of what she said, she would not want to give Gale leverage over her and her colleagues about a clandestine meeting with a wanted terrorist. So she just smile for the moment if one of the others wanted to add anything before they started with questions.
Jessselle nods to Emerson, "Agreed," She looks to the carriage and the small bird that appears to be having some sort of fit. She looks to her colleagues, "Perhaps we should move along... and we should do so without those who would be watching us. Friend and foe alike. Yes?"
Jesselle does her best to not show her frustration her some of her colleagues comments. Being a part of the Royal Homeland Constabulary did allow for leeway in their actives if it was required for the betterment of Risur and Cippoamo knew that all too well. Not to shut that door and to almost throw it back in their host's face could be seen as disrespectful. Without comment on that topic Jesselle thought it best to end this meeting and once again attempt to depart from the situation without any loss of face. Cippiano would not be as blunt as Kell was, but she had no illusion that they were testing the man in the wrong way. "I wanted to thank you for the wonderful pastries and refreshments. The conversation was most enlightening on all sides." If she was not smiling trying to be a gracious guest she might have thrown Anneca a look, but this was the best way with dealing with those that not only expected it but those of the station demanded respect. She says the last with honesty and respect due their host "Thank you for the kind offer, it will be considered carefully and given the due attention it deserves."
Jesselle sipped her tea. 'Quite pleasant... but I can never come back... Unless I made it part of a briefing or the like.' The woman looks to man across from her, "While your methods and approach are different, the Family if I am not mistake, still partakes in what someone like myself might call criminal activates." She lets the remark stand a moment before she continues, "If you are interested in protection Risur, that is something that I could, as you say, respect. Times are certainly interesting enough that mutual..." the Constable stops a moment to consider her next words... "Accords might be had. Should they of course not violate the integrity of either party." She sips the last of her tea and replies politely, "The tea and pastries are quite pleasant, thank you."
The woman samples her tea and finds it quite pleasing, better than most she has ever had the pleasure to sample. And the pastry was just how one would expect. She smiles, "Very good, thank you" Jesselle considers the second question of Cippiano and sees it as a rather simple one to answer from her perspective. "For me, any man or woman can be quite loyal, trustworthy, or even honorable, regardless from where they hail. It all comes to who that individual really "is", lets call it their character. As in any land, but for the sake of your query, a person of Risuri birth may not loyal to any by himself, trust no one other than those he counts friend or family, and may just stab any in the back if it should suit him or hear. Again, it comes down to a person's character." She sips at her tea as she looks across at the man trying to discern what it is they are really doing in this place and suspects that unless the man across from wants them to know, they will or will not. "As to the attention that has brought us to your... well to your attention, we are mere Constables doing what Constables do. I suppose I have to wonder what it is that we have done to garner that much attention... and respect?" Jessele does ask of their host.
"Thank you for your hospitality this morning. We regret that we have not been able meet with you until this morning as we have been otherwise indisposed." Jesselle says politely as she moves to a seat across form their host. As she takes her seat she nods, "Thank you, White Tea, if you have it... " and she peers over the pastries, "Two of of those," She points to something that looks like an apple strudel. She waits until the rest of her colleagues are seated before she asks with a smile, "As we have been invited, we must ask. How can the Royal Homeland Constabulary be of service?"
Jesselle makes her way out of the carriage with the others and takes note of the surroundings. "This should be interesting..." The woman makes her way inside along wither her fellow Constables. The settings does reminder her of the family functions she had to attend in her youth or some more upscale establishment for nobility. 'Interesting indeed'
"Yes, right to the top actually, " Jesselle started, "No one made me go up there either. We went to help a... lets say a friend of a friend. There were many reasons to go up there and I think it has been and will be well worth it. Helped avert a catastrophe last night I would like to think." The woman sipped here water before she continued feel the the strain of the day wear on her ever more now, "I was warned before we went up and given the option to stay behind, but you know me, in for a pence, in for a crown. I took the chance of course. It was not until nightfall that the place truly changed to the horror stories that you hear about to keep children in line. Might even have been worse than that, some of things I saw up there. "I made it back... so all as well as it could be." She managed a half smile, "Looks like you are well, worked up again about something fierce at that... And remember, I do not make policy at the Constabulary."
“Who… whoa… WOAH there girl!” Jesselle says, her eyes wide now into wakefulness . Having sat in the carriage the short ride to her apartment Jesselle's body had stiffened. She did not have the energy or the motivation to deal with her friend this evening but with a sigh she moved into the apartment closing the door. “Listen… It has been a very long two days.” She looks up at the dwarven woman and considers a moment before she starts with her standard opening, “On the record; I have no comment on your questions or statements nor will I have comment on any other questions you may have.” “Off the record….” The two had to set down and had a conversation of what they spoke of as friends stayed as friends and was not to be spoken of outside of the bounds of that relationship. She motioned for the small table and took the small water decanter and flipped over two cups and poured some water for herself and Jada. She quickly used her arcane powers to chill the water within before sitting. She sipped on the cool water and then started, “In the last two days I have been from the Cloudwater, up to the Cauldron for most of the night, before coming back to Flint again. Of course there is not whole bunch in between and there little time to rest. I am beat."
Welcome back Vord! I will get on over to the Gameplay and see what is in store for each of us. I may not get to things until tomorrow, but I will be thinking on it. Good to have you back!
That sucks. I have been there when work goes to heck and you have to stay and clean up the mess. Give our GM my best wishes for him and when's done, take a day or two for himself before he gets back into things. I have no problem waiting.
Sybil moves by the others to stand within the doorway. She considers for a brief moment of what do to, a weapon in her hand, and a few spell options were also available to her. "C'mon, we have not shot at you yet and we could easily take you with the numbers we have but are instead standing here talking to you. I heard criminal folk were sometimes not the smartest, " the halfling says to Fernani and looks to Tylur with a shrug, "Perhaps you can prove the theory wrong? Come out, talk with us now and this could go well for everyone."
"I am not sure that would be the best of ideas... he... she... ahh... could be more than a mere bird," Jesselle says to her fellow constables. "We could merely ask the ... avian." Jesselle holds up her hand, "Hello there, care to get out of here before someone comes in with a broom or worse"
Jesselle has not intention of 'going after' Gale at this point in time. She was one of those trying to convince the Skyseer that she wanted to speak with, only, to Gale and not trying to arrest her. A thought... Get 8 hours rest (or however much more rest the GM thinks we need to have to get rid of the fatigued condition) and go see Gale. Sooner the better I think. Especially since no one, that we are aware of is expecting it. I think we just need to make sure that we are not being watched/followed by our own... It would make sense that would watch us, to make our move so they can make theirs. My vote, is not to say anything unless there is a need to say anything.
7th here... We NEED to rest. And getting all the other folks (three of them I believe) taken care of would be good for the 6th. That or either the evening of the 6th once we are off duty... I have no issues claiming I was taken by force to an undiscovered locale and met with Gale. Just everyone grab one another take force the other person to go... than it is all true... technically! ;) Doing it right now is also tempting, but we are all fatigued, as we we really do not need to say were we are, we are expected to rest and no one is expecting us to go anywhere... Note to self, watch for any any tales or folks watching what we do. I would not put it past Saxby to have her beloved team sitting watching us to make their move. Throwing my thoughts out there.
Jesselle looks to Gemma with a questioning raise of her brow. Before she replies though she truns her attention back to the spirit. "Valando, you are released." She says to the dragonborn loosing her will on the spirit. She grasps at the hilt of her blade and empowers it with a bit of her arcane power knowing it should return from whence it was summoned but preparing should it not. Once Valanado has left the room and she no longer feels his presence she turns to Gemma, "I too would like to follow up on this lead, but it is not ours to follow up on. If you recall I was asked to get information for Dane, Coin, and Utegg. As much as you said aloud what most of us were thinking, knowing when to pick your battles is also part of the job. The joys of the politics of it all." "Thank you for coming though, I appreciate someone along for these chats with the dead," The woman says sincerely to her colleague. "Let us pass along this information and than get some rest. The past four days are starting to wear."
The woman turns to Gemma, "Well, that is something" She turns back to the spirit. Her eyes close and for a moment she did not want to open them, as tired as she was. A deep breath in and out she openes her eyes to look upon the dragonborn spirit. "More than most, I know how fleeting this life can be, but should I pass beyond I have no plans in joining you, Valando." Jesselle says with some effort. "Valando please tell me, where is the location of the letters from your unnamed employer are kept?" she says compelling the spirit to answer her next question.
I will post later today. I had planned to do it last night but work was a late one yesterday.
Jesselle while still feeling the affects of the previous days is in her domain now. While the spirit felt some semblance of power it had in life, it was her Gift that now compelled it to be here... Having Gemma along was also a good thing, it made her feel better and that had to be enough. She looked at the Dragonborn, "Valando, blame who you wish for your fate, but know that you chose to be where you were. You chose to do what you did. And for those actions, you chose, this fate is your own doing, we merely carried out fate's desires that day!" "Now Valando, answer the question: Tell me who is the hired your group to set fire to that factory?" She compels the creature spirit to answer her query.
Jesselle only as a question or two, any help of what question(s) to ask would be helpful? To understand what I can ask:
I will agree with Feth and Emerson. It is what it is. The gnomes will get Jesselle's recommendation for leniency.
Jesselle looks to Tobias with a sarcastic "thank you" look before she looks over to Delft with a yawn, "Pardon me Sir, it has been a long day, night, or whatever it is now." belink a few times she nods wearily, "I can try Sir. It normally does not work as it did with Nilasa, but anything to help. let me grab something to keep me awake and I will see to Valando's spirit." She is still not happy with giving up her team's chance at talking with Gale, after all they were the ones who did all the leg work. Not to mention that if there was to be a meeting it was to talk, get answers, not take the woman in. It would be something big, career changers perhaps if they captured Gale, but at the same time, this was about what happened ti Nilasa at the Danoaran Embassy, and what information she was able to find there. Her gut told her that Gale was not the real threat here. The Danoaran's were definitely working against the interests of Risui, and there was little that could convince her otherwise. She turned to Delft and nodded once again, "Understood Sir. Nothing more at this time." As her colleagues file out of the meeting she finds herself some strong tea. "I will see to this dragonkin and we can then go speak with or good Doctor. I am sure that Kell is most pleased with our work the other evening." She asks of her colleagues, "If anyone wants to join in the fun..." she asks again with sarcasm, "I can always use help with questions to ask the spirit." *** *** *** Tea in hand it does not take the woman long to find where they have taken the body of the dragonkin. She first used her magical arts to cool the tea and gulps it down. She than asks those in the room to give her some space before she prepares mentally for the task ahead. It took her longer than it should have, but she was working on little sleep in the previous two days but she was able to find find her center. Drawing on her 'gift' she reaches out for the spirit of the dragonkin, "Valando, I call your spirit forth. There are questions that need answers."
So the returning *cough* Cursed... wand will remain a mystery? Well damn. That was kind of interesting, I was wondering how that would have turned out.
Jesselle has been updated. Hat of disguise +1800g
masterwork studded leather armor (20.00) - 175g
Had to get sell of the buckler to make the gold work I am not sure how it was out but it now works.
Jesselle nods to Garard and answers the man to his request, "Of course. A moment more and you and I let Mr. Gamble here get back to his duties." She looks to Gill a moment to examine the man, "Well Gill, you have been given a good opportunity. I hope you make the best of it and wish you luck on the road ahead. Whenever you are back in Flint, perhaps we can share some stories of our travels." She grasps the man shoulder in a friendly manner and brings the man a closer for a more private conversation. In whispers, "Gill, you have a good thing here. Prove yourself to those in Slate and it will put you in a position to hear things. If there is anything that is of interest... something of interest to a Constable, feel free to pass it along in a letter. Consider it a favor." She than moves around and places the man back in a postion to get back to work. and with a smile says, "I suggest you get yourself back to work now. Take care of yourself Gill." She turns to Garard, "Apologies for any delay. Safe travels."
"Thank you Skyseer Sechim," Jesselle says with respect. "I hope you can sort out what you saw up on the Caludron and when you do, please let us know. Again, thank you and be well." She excuses herself with a ndo to the man and than her colleagues. She first moves to grab a moment to herself. The last five days whirling about in her head. From the call out to Danoran Embassy, the Theater of a Crime Lord, taking on a galley on the sea, the Woods of said be terrorists, a bewitching mountain, and finally factory of flames. After a deep pull from her waterskin the wanders over to Gill. "Hey there, keeping out of trouble I see," she says to the man in jest. "You look all busy this morning, what is happening?"
Considering items... Would a Hat of Disguise be of use? Thoughts from GM and my fellow players are welcome.
Nice timing on the hit and crit there Emerson! My plan had been to jump on the flaming wagon and drive it anywhere else... but when it went boom that plan was shut down. Good side is I was not on the wagon when it exploded!
DM Vord:
Was Jesselle's previous roll Knowledge vs Dragonborn for upcoming Naturalist (not sure which knowledge fits that: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21 enough to let her naturalist effect work against the two dragonkin?
Jesselle while successful in her strike finds herself in a precarious position. She cannot easy affect the new threat of the spell casting dragonkin. She looks back to Anneca, "I see it..." And moves to give Anneca a clear shot the the beast. "Anything but fire will likely affect that one! Bring them down quickly!
Jesselle from her position along the wall of the factory had planned to make a valiant attempt to jump atop the wagon and drive it... somewhere away. With the explosion, a wave of heat washer over the woman before she could enact her plan. No one can see her wince and shield herself from the heat and debris. She does not have the time to consider what would have happened had she been on the wagon went off. She now turns to the threats at hand, just as a chill of cold air flows by her chilling her from the sudden warmth moment before. She draws up her rapier, imbues it with part of her arcane powers, and strikes out at the nearest foe.
"I think I have an idea... to get that wagon out of here... You guys are probably not going to like it. I will be back when I can." The woman than start to cast a spell, "Îi invit pe acrană să mă îndepărteze din vedere." She than vanishes from sight of all.
So I am thinking... And it seems counterproductive, but would casting a grease spell over top of the wagon smother the flames? I know is some games grease and fire make a potent combo, but nowhere does it say the grease created is flammable. So I am asking.
Jesselle looks from her companions to the Dragonborn who has decided to speak up for the group... as she weighs his statment against what she knows...
Jesselle moves up with her companions. She follows up, "It is good we were not offering to help unload then. Perhaps you could explain why you and your friends are here?"
Happy 2018 to all! May we all have great games, good times, with great people!!!
Jesselle puts a hand on Emmerson's shoulder, "Right behind you." She has her short bow out in one hand looking about for trouble and not seeing anything of note, a little distracted by the conversation with the guard... she wonders if he is really a guard or someone set to warn his cohorts that they are there.
Jesslle leans in and whispers... "Do not be so trustful of the mayor, he's hiding something, I have no idea what. Let us be mindful." She than backs away and says to all her companions, "Shall we get this over with, faster we are done, the faster we can continue." She turns to the Leutenant, "If we are not back in forty minutes, come see what the problem is and be careful."
I am sure that McBann is is legit, I just have a feeling I am about to become a puddle of goo or some such thing as he performs his ritual.
"Thank you for your concern Lieutenant," Jesselle says and seems a little more relaxed with the explanation but still thinks that something is wrong even if she cannot put her finger on it.
"Mayor McBanin, How long will the ritual take?" The woman asks as she is in a hurry to be elsewhere, "And if we kept the amulets on, could we tend to an important matter with a promise to return afterward?"
Jesselle is thinking that something is wrong with this situation She looks back to her fellow constables with a questioning look and mouths the question 'trouble?' Jesselle steps forward, "Lieutenant, orders from whom and what trouble might you have seen that we were in from the city proper?" she asks rather pointedly. The young woman's hand also grips her bow a little more tightly as her right is ready to draw up an arrow. The situation does not feel right to her and she is ready for more trouble.
The woman is ecstatic to finally see the gates of the manor. The feelings inside
Jesselle takes up the amulet, still about her neck and displays it. "Let us pass!"
Jesselle blinks several times as she attempts to clear her vision of the bright lines of bright light cutting through the darkness from Emerson's wand and the flares of fire from Anneca. Through the slightly blurred vision the woman peers about carefully for any remaining critters. She counts her breaths, '... three, four, five...' and she turns about seening nothing as her vision finally clears to normal. In a whisper she asks of the others, "Is everyone okay?" She turns to the younger Skyseer, "Feth, would you mind dousing your light now? No need to continually draw more attention to ourselves." "We should check the warding," Jesselle comments as she looks to the edge of their camp hoping it remained intact enough to continue to work for the remainder of their stay She than looks to each of her companions to see if they are fine or not.
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