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Checking her scribe as he finishes his scribblings, Umael nods. "Alright, thank you. If you think of anything else you'll know where to find us here." As she turns to go inside she pauses by Raleigh. "You know, you joining the Watch would make Sallos turn purple. Think about it."
For a few minutes Umael speaks with one of the now-awake humans, then with Deverin and Zilderban. At her side a slender young man with a quick and writing board writes furiously the entire time before the pair walks over to where you're sitting. "I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that most of you aren't from around here," Umael says dryly. "One at a time, please tell me your name and your business in the city. You're not in any trouble--on the contrary, without your efforts things at the Honey Hut would doubtless have been considerably worse. But we do have an incident of arson and attempted murder on our hands now, so we'll do it by the book. What exactly did everyone see...?"
"If one of you could grab the other end I'd appreciate it. We haven't far to go."
Watchknight Umael starts, and looks you all over again with a more sympathetic eye. "I am sorry," she says. "You've clearly put yourselves in harm's way to rescue these people, and you're wounded." Reaching into a hip pouch, she withdraws three small vials of pale blue glass. "It's not much, but I have a number of minor curatives here."
Passing the vials off to you, she turns her attention to those you have rescued. "We need to get these people off the street. We'll take them to Chalice Court. I'd appreciate it if you'd accompany us, to answer a few questions."
"Dammit." Visibly taking a moment to control her expression, Watchknight Umael points to several of her guards and snaps outs orders in a calm, professional tone. "Rannis, Ulf, head around back. Jol, keep the crowd back. Erri, grab some stretchers. And you lot," her stern glare snaps back to the group of you, "explain what exactly is going on here. No, not you Raleigh."
Raleigh:
This is Watchknight Iris Umael, with whom you've had a few run-ins on account of your pretending to be a guard. Unlike Watchknight Kerrick Sallos she seems to appreciate that you're trying to help and has even paid you for a valuable tip a few times...but she drops persistent and not-so-subtle hints that you ought to join the guard formally. She's semi-regularly threatens to arrest you but unlike Sallos has never gone through with it. Scanning the building and the group of carefully, the woman sighs and removes her helm, revealing a somewhat plain-looking woman with dark brown hair with worry-lines creasing her forehead. Her expression is simultaneously relieved and irritated. "Damn your eyes, Raleigh, I knew you would be involved in this somehow." she bites out. |
