Maethadis's page

Psst. You'll need a magister too.

Or if you can find her....

"Were did you get that?"

"It's been all the rage in Restov these last few of weeks. I have not seen brother as of yet but one can certainly imagine his reaction." A smile curves her lips. "It seems apparent that you are not as reliable as we were lead to believe. Yet we might still salvage this."

The elves go on to debrief Alia in private--but not like in the play!

When everything that needed to be tended to right after arrival is taken care of, Alia heads to Maethadis and Andriel, retreating to their quarters for privacy: "What news do you bring from home, Mylady? Word of my Brother?", she asks respectful, yet cautious.

"Stop." The elf says holding up a hand.

She then produces and unrolls a scandalous, full-color painted playbill for "Three Sisters Play" and shows it to Alia. There's a long pause and a lot of pointed staring.

"Please explain."

Alia arrives, after having made sure the Benzens are on their way safely.

Noting Maetadis and Andriel at the outpost, a mixture of emotions and feelings play across her face as she bows to them:"Lady Maetadis, Sir Andriel. I am glad to see you well. No doubt you will have questions. Give me but a few minutes to fully arrive and I will seek you out so we can talk!"

Maethadis seems put off by Alia's loud tone, but recovers and says "Very well, but do not keep us waiting."

And at about the same time that is going on.

Maethadis takes Scarlet to one side and says none-too-sweetly "Now that we are all back safe, mercenary, you may consider yourself dismissed."

Serena is caught by surprise by the sudden and savage attack, and by the time she finds her tongue, it is all over. Hearing the sharp-tongued elf, she turns and regards Maethadis with a raised eyebrow. "And you are... who? Exactly?"

"My name is Lady Maetadis. I and my companion, Andriel, are here on business that is none of your concern. Rather you should just consider yourself lucky that we arrived when we did."

Snooty elf. Asking about Alia. Skin isn't dark. Eh, kinda racist there.

"Yeah, Alia of Kyonin. She'll be here in a bit." Pause. "Eh, am I gonna get a name?"

"You're late. And your charge isn't even with you. What sort of bodyguard let's their charge wander alone in a war zone?"

"You there." an imperious woman's voice reaches Scarlet's ear. "Are you not the bodyguard of Alia of Kyonin?" The woman is an a tall, slender elf dressed all in black, with long blue-violet hair that falls in single line of perfect ringlets down her back. The woman is is carrying one of the most beautiful glaives you have ever seen.