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Thread: Restoration of the Sands

The blonde haired woman was a little different from the others assembled. Lounging in the chair that was offered to her, she opted to cover her well toned and somewhat broader body with clothing and heavier armor, the interlaced scale armor that of a dulled steel color, her clothes lighter in tone to manage the overbearing sun of the desert sands. With her blonde colored hair tied back simply, her facial features were on full display, from the single green eye that was visible to the eyepatch covering the other, along with a somewhat bored expression until her features became slightly more muted as she looked her companions over. From her stance while sitting to the well kept gear she carried with her, she carried herself professionally, and kept a sharp gaze about herself. Saying nothing to those who were assembled with her, she merely gave a friendly nod instead, looking the group over one last time before resuming the wait for their mutual host. Crossing her arms lightly, she gave out a light hum, her green eye slowly closing as she seemed lost briefly in repose while waiting.
Thread: Restoration of the Sands

A young man arrives next silver hair flowing just below his shoulders and azure eyes which seem to reflect the light rather strangely. His clothing and gear are newer and designed to catch the eye, while his chain shirt and bow show signs of use and loving care. A black cat with intelligent green eyes follows him dutifully. Smiling easily the man seems to be taking in all the sights around him as though everything is new and somehow fascinating. We think we remember this area before so many buildings, it is nice to see what they have done in such a short amount of time. He says to the cat as he settles into a comfortable looking chair, the cat for his part gives him a slow blink before jumping into the man's lap and requesting his ears be scratched. Upon leaning down to entertain his companion small protrusions become visible on the mand head, horns? It is also funny but sitting there some trick of the light makes his shadow look as though it has wings.
Thread: Restoration of the Sands

At Kas's flattery the elven slave's cheeks flushed a delicate pink as he kissed her hand. Tye nostale ratan, tl -esse You are too kind sir, please come in. Taking his hand she would guide the elvan man in, to sit and relax. In turn she would bring each person into this room, each time waiting quietly with them all. The slave would talk if spoken to, refill refreshments, but otherwise did not interact, didn't even seem to note the looks Khettio was giving her. Quiet steps would slowly approach from the otherside of the door they entered, getting steadily louder. Without missing a beat, the Elven woman opened the door, just as another woman, her missteress stepped inside. Lady A looked to be a rather youthal, human woman. Finely dressed in fine golds and silks, the lady gave each of you a quick examination with her eyes, a rather unusual brownish red. Seeming satisfied she gave a satisfied little smile and gave a slight nod. Welcome, a pleasure to meet you all . Her voice a richly cultured one, speaking of high education. Slowly crossing the room, shadowed by her slave, Lady A turns to take one of the free seats, positioning herself to best address everyone gathered. Thank you all for coming, you may call Mara. Now If you could, please introduce yourselves . She will sit through each of your introductions, paying her full attention to each person as they speak, giving a polite little nod to each person in turn. When everyone was done she gave a final satisfied nod before getting to the point. My family has for a long time been a collector of artifacts, anything predating the Calamity has been a special interest to us, but that's true for most collectors really. But our focus has been on a rather special set of relics . As she spoke, the slave behind her opened up a drawer and pulled out what looked to be a brilliant fist sized ruby, scattering light from the nearby ruby all across the room. This is a replica of one we have, an enchanted ruby that contains the memories of an ancient sage . The Elvish woman slowly goes around the room, showing each person there, even allowing them to pick up and feel the fake gem, get a look for the cut. We have strong evidence that there are at least a half dozen of these gems, each containing their own archive of memories. As such, we wish to gather up all of these . Here she passes a slender little scroll out to the slave, who in turn would offer it to the group, whoever reaches out for it first. I've recently tracked down a man who knows the location of one of these jewels. But he is unwilling to give up the information for free, nor does he want a simple payment, he phrased it as wanting a little quid pro quo . So, I need you to meet with this man, who goes by the moniker Ember, complete whatever tasks he wants done in exchange for the whereabouts of the jewel and return it to me. The scroll has directions for where to meet him. She pauses there, looking to each of you once more. Any questions ?
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For the most part, the fine speaking tones of the lady would go right over Willow's head, as she looked on, watching and ready, before she would speak, prompted by the... Lady? That was another word for females in the stone heaps that were considered important was it not? Ah well, it did not really matter. I am called Willow Greenpeace, a child of the deserts and healer. That would be all, before she would go back to watching and waiting... only for eyes to lock onto movement. For the most part, as eyes latched onto the red rock, the first thought that went through her mind... was it edible? Concluding it was not, it rapidly became just another rock... before the women mentioned the memories locked inside. At that, Willow perked up, eyes fixed on the gem. Granted, as she explained things, largely meaningless, she would nod attentively. After all, the goal was simple. Fetch another memory-red-rock and give it to the woman, and get a number of shiny round things that city dwellers were stupid enough to find valuable before exchanging them for things of actual value.
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Kas settled down from his efforts to eat as their patron arrived and introduced herself. The lithe Elven man leaned back in his chair and relaxed with a truly massive bow resting against the wall beside him and a rough but sturdy sack full of various items rested in a lumpy heap next to his feet as his yellow eyes watched with casual interest. There was no hunger to be found or excitement in the news, just idle curiosity as she explained the replica gemstone and the slave brought it around for each of them to examine in kind. Truthfully he was far less interested in the gem as he was with the woman holding it and although he lifted it and eyed it briefly he made a point to lock eyes with the slave if possible and give a subtle grin as he winked to her and handed it back. To him this was all just another day and another interesting divergence, the money was certainly useful but he wasn't greedy when it came to the material. When he spoke to introduce himself he maintained a calm and even tone that almost hinted that he wasn't taking this seriously and that he didn't want to be here. Kas Inathel, archer and otherwise wanderer of the wastes. Life flows like the desert winds and it brought me here by chance, best not to waste an opportunity I feel and if nothing else it proves to be an interesting diversion. He took the opportunity to speak once more as he shifted into a forward leaning position as if to indicate that he was getting ever so slightly more serious. Not so sure how much I like the idea of hiding knowledge away in a private display but I guess it's not really my business, I'll probably be moving on afterwards anyways. No point sticking around in one place for too long. Kas didn't really have any other questions in mind and as otherwise ready to go when the rest of the group was satisfied. One hand gripped his greatbow as if the action comforted him but he otherwise sat quietly as his eyes wandered over his nee companions and took in their measure with much the same relaxed nature that flowed through his core. Mmm, by the way that is some good cheese. Just putting that out there for anyone who didn't try it, I highly recommend it.
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Alderdrix takes the scroll from the woman nodding his appreciation and also takes the gem scrutinizing it carefully. We are Alderdrix, our souls attract the souls of others who aid us and we do have a few questions, first what sort of knowledge is supposed to be contained within these rubies, we know you said that of a sage but a sage of what exactly and are all the relics repositories of memories of sages or of other things? Is there any particular way from telling one of this appart from a large gem which is not a relic? Finally, the job description said that this task was of the utmost importance, why the urgency if it is merely to add to your collection? He allows the cat to get a good look at the gem before handing it back. He does not open the scroll yet so he can listen to Lady Mara without being rude. See more Knowledge history 4 Appraise 18 Last edited Jan 3, 2019
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Khettio, she said without any apparent emotion. Likely thanks to her prejudice against anyone who seemed to be of the nobility, but Khettio was immediately unimpressed with what she saw. Then again, her expectations had been high she'd guessed this Lady A to be a rich old aristocrat with a firm belief that the world existed to serve her own needs. So, it was just a little disappointing that Mara was a youthful and down-to-business woman. When the elf woman came by to present the jewel to her, Khettio whispered in Elvish, How is your health, friend? There wasn't much that Khettio needed clarified. For most things, she'd rather rely on her farsight, except for one question that she felt was fundamental. She raised her hand from her lap. What sort of person is this Ember? A merchant, if he has information about jewels?
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As the slave stopped as Kas and he gave his grin, she returned it with her own smile, though the meaning of which was unclear, running the gambit from being friendly to actually flirting back. When she next stopped at Khettio she paused there, giving the Kitsune a friendly smile. Oh my health is excellent, Miss Mara takes very good care of me. Mara for her part took each question in stride, starting with Khettio's single question before taking on each of Alderdrix's at once. Ember is a 'legitimate' business man who owns several small practices. Ultimately though he deals in information, he finds things out and does what he sees as best with anything he learns. While I normally would not deal with a man like him much, he is good to his word . Turning her attention back to Alderdrix, she continued. First clarification , they are not all rubies, our information suggests they each are a different stone, an Emerald, a Sapphire and so on. The general information is supposed to be a repository of history and culture. In the final years of the Golden Age, a group of intellectuals took it upon themselves to make a record of everything about our great empire. These gems seem to be how they recorded this information. For telling these stones from a common jewel we have a few methods. Firstly, we believe each have an identical cut and size to that Ruby there, though until we get a look at a second gem it is hard to confirm that theory. Secondly, any of you capable of detecting magic should see the gem radiating a Strong Divination Aura. Thirdly, if you are unsure, contact me and I will be able to figure it out. As she considered the final question a bit of colour grew on the girls cheeks. I'm not sure how, but we've recently found some rumours of another party seeking out these stones. We've been keeping them rather secret, wanting to secure them all before unveiling and allowing wider research, but now we can't take our time how we'd like. There is a chance you'll run into another competing group, but I can't be sure. If it happens I'll have to trust your judgements in how to resolve such a situation.
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Khettio's face scrunched up. It didn't seem like Mara even believed herself when she called Ember 'legitimate,' and in Khettio's experience, anyone who dealt information without divination had to be an unsavory character. Having only recently freed herself from someone who fit most of that description, she wasn't too eager to meet another. Khettio's jackal ears twitched at the mention of a possible divination aura. Though she witheld her thoughts from the others, she wondered if using her powers as an oracle would help locate the ruby.
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For her own part, Willow was calm, as she would nod, even as she wondered what the other party was like, and how to deal with them. She would assume that of they came across one another in the hunt for the gems that only one would leave.... most likely. For all she knew the others would wish to subdue and sell them. Foolish, as one does not leave an enemy one has fought against alive. She also did not know what to make of this slavery thing. What was to prevent one from simply killing the fool that claimed to own you and getting on with your life?
Thread: Restoration of the Sands

We can try to detect them then so at least you will not be receiving any stones that do not match that description. You say you have information regarding another group who may be after them, may we have that as well? It may be best if we know anything you know about that since it will allow us to better prepare and we do not know what may be faced out in the field. Alderdrix makes sure to memorize the cut of the stone as well.
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They go by the names Tavi and Octavia, a pair of siblings who are a little notorious locally. One part treasure hunters, one part theives, many less scrupulous collectors will use them to get what they want, and the duo make enough money to keep from falling afoul of the law. While I was making headway with Ember, I started to hear talk of the two making inquiries about the stones. Haven't been able to find out who hired them for this. Her frown was a little troubled as she spoke as the question remained stuck in her head. As for what they can do, all I know for sure is they have a knack for getting into decently guarded places without a trace and it's all but confirmed that one of them practices some sort of Arcane magic, if not both of them.
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Aa he otherwise was sitting patiently to leave he noted all the flying questions and the concern painted upon all the faces of these who would be his companions in this endeavor. Knowledge was indeed a fair thing to seek but the worries they all displayed were stiffling him like a sauna, why let such things cloud yourself when one could live true and free? He neve understood the burdens that others imposed upon themselves for no reason. While it is good to know that much about them, why is everyone so worried? Better that we simply march out and face what may rather than deliberate all the what-ifs. Life is for living wild and carefree so I suggest we do so, each passing moment is a wasted opportunity to get a leg up on any competition and should we run afoul of them we can deal with it in the moment. Plans only serve to stifle the mind from staying true to oneself. At this point he stood up and hefted the rough sack over his right shoulder with a bit of a grunt from strain, clearly his limited strength was not suited to the equipment but he needed it all the same. With one look around to the others he nodded and made to march out politely in hoping to inspire them to action and in passing he made a point to give small bows to Mara and the Elven slave in kind. He wasn't actually going to march off on his own, he wasn't dumb enough to think he would do much good without aid, but he would leave the building and wait outside again in hopes that he could motivate them to follow.
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While she didn't agree with everything the male elf said, eventually the armored woman spoke up. He has a point. We can worry about the ifs and buts and maybes but we don't know much unless we actually go out there and... You know, do it. She wasn't about to go marching off though, instead she leaned back in the chair and gave a sigh. When it came to magical matters she truly didn't know much - was never her forte, but the fact that everyone was theorizing instead of doing made her a little irked. Anyway, it seems we have a well rounded group here. I'm sure together we can accomplish this mission easily. That was her attempting to be a little more diplomatic, but trying to ease any tension she might have placed in the air.
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She would shrug, and get ready to leave. She had no further questions, no real need to ask any that had not already been asked. Still, she knew enough about the opposition to know what to do, and she knew where to go. Still, she incline her head briefly to the elf woman and Mara, before she would walk out the door. There was little enough to discuss in her mind, though she was aware that the others may wish to talk more. What was it about civilized people and talking so much? They talked so much the words lost meaning. Yet, much like the male elf, she would wait outside. After all, there was safety and strength in numbers.
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Without another word, Khettio hopped off her seat, and left the room with the others after giving a courteous bow to Mara, giving a sidelong glance at the elf slave. That was a nice speech in there, she said to Kas outside. So, how do you suppose we find this Ember, or our competition? And I hope you're aware that Ember's ' favor ' is very likely sexual.
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As Khettio joined him and Willow he gave a slight bow in thanks at her words, the catgirl was positively enthralling with her beauty and he hadn't payed enough attention otherwise to notice that she was indeed something not quite a tradditonal female, then again it wouldn't change his opinion of her in any way. Thank you. At her question of his opinion on what to do next he simply shrugged with indifference before offering a grin. As I said before I'm not much for plans, I go where the winds take me. Alderdrix took the scroll with the directions to Ember so likely we should wait for him to share its contents. As for the competetion, they'll show up or they won't. Why worry about that until it happens? Not forgetting Willow he turned his head as he spoke the final line and nodded to make certain she felt included in the conversation, of course that did leave the possibility of a sexual favor at large and he shrugged yet again. Perhaps that might be the case but it would be a strange request from a business man type like Mara explained. If so then I hope one of you lovely ladies is up to the task otherwise this may be a short mission. Kas was trying not to be openly flirtatious with Khettio since they were going to work together but from beneath his bright white locks his yellow eyes were struggling not to betray his appreciation for her appearance. He didn't care about her markings be they slave or otherwise, if anything the exoticism they added was a boon not a burden, but he did not want to intrude upon her space as she seemed to carry a bit of shyness within her. Willow on the other hand hadn't said enough to form any real opinion in his mind but she had the weathered gaze of one who had lived among the harsher wilds as he did so there was a familiarity there that he was comfortable with immediately.
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Willow would incline her head. From the sounds of it, they have no allies, and few that would care overmuch, if we dealt with the competition. She did not say outright that if the pair showed up that they should just kill them and be done with it, though it was almost because she found it so self-evident that there was no reason to bring it up. And then, she would turn to the kitsune, or rather, her head would move partially in her direction. And why assume it would be sexual? Savages seem to prefer coin and gems, nothing actually valuable.
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Khettio spoke with a cool, even voice. Perhaps they're few, and without friends, but what are we? A collection of strangers taking up a job for money is hardly better than two siblings who might kill for each other, if it comes to it. As for Ember, from the way Lady Mara spoke, she seemed ashamed to bring it up. Also, if it was something as simple as monetary payment, she'd have dealt with him by now--that is, if she really is a noblewoman. Khettio leveled a hard gaze at them both. And for the record I am not a whore. I will not sell my body to anyone, for anyone, for any price.
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Willow would simply shrug, as lips would curl into a smile, and there was something amused in it. Better? Why is it that city dwellers bring up... She seemed like she was trying to think of a term for a moment, before she nodded sharply. Ah, morality. She would cock her head, and there would be something curious, as she spoke. From all I have been able to observe, morality is giving away the last of your water while a weeks travel from an oasis. It may make you feel better for a short time, much like some seeds and leaves, but you are just as dead as if they had slit your throat, and with needless suffering as well. She would shrug. So, what are we? We outnumber them, hopefully. If they back off and allow us to claim the prize, that is good. If they need to be dealt with, it is what is needed. Still, Willow was calm and rather undisturbed as she spoke, as if she was discussing the weather, before she would seem to have her smile turn... impish. And those savages that surround themselves with gold and silks, the nobles they call themselves, yes? They seem to have an aversion to honesty and actual work. So, this Ember is like to demand service instead of coin, and those like her would not wish their pretty little hands sweaty and dirty, no?
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He didn't let ant of the comments bother him truly, they washed over his flesh like water around a rock that had been hardened to the point that it would tske far more force to move him. Better, worse, why the judgement? People do what they will to survive and get by, in the end that's all it revolves around. Of course Ember doesn't want money as you say, but he might want a capable group of people such as us to do his dirty work. That alone might make Mara blanche as it were, the few nobles I have met don't like to sully their reputation or such not that I'd ever care how I am percieved. For his part Kas's voice was smooth and calm, an innate Elven elegance that was not for show but simple natural which also served to make his words perhaps a bit more calming than they should be. At the hardened gaze from Khettio and her obvious anger at the possibility of using her body as payment he laughed, not heartily but a soft chuckle as he clarified his meaning to what was obviously a sore spot within her. I wasn't asking you to, merely commenting on your statement. Apologies if I've offended you but I've never been known for having honed manners. This trip to the city is my first contact with others in years and I never expected to get roped into some adventure such as this.
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