Chapter Three: The City of Stone and Splendor. [Interstice]

Amilar Blefuscu


Blef cocks an eyebrow. "You want to talk skin problems?"


Shrugging, he takes the sketches. "I'll be back tomorrow with your information. What's your name, anyway?"
 
To Blef


"Name's Snake to most, people don't care too much about names, so I keep mine for closer associates, you'll understand." He shrugs, unlatching the locks and opening the door a crack to peek out then open the door wide for the man there. "Friend of mine."


To Fayd


"Come, come, my boy. How is everything?"
 
Yushoto Fayd


Fayd smiles, swaggering slightly under the weight of his own ego and a few glasses of wine, tossing an errant lock of deep green hair out of his face.


"I'm very well, thank you Snake. Hope I'm not interrupting anything?"


He glances at the other party present- wait, he looks familiar...
 
Amilar Blefuscu


Blef looks up as the door opens, and the little colour in his face drains.


"You!"
 
To Blef and Fayd


Snake backs up looking between your incredulous faces. "...I'll go get some wine for us all." Shutting the door behind Fayd, he makes off for the drinks.
 
Amilar Blefuscu


Blef pulls his flute out, ready to bring it to his lips at the first sign of trouble. "Yushoto Fayd, you had better have a really fucking good reason you're here..."
 
Yushoto Fayd


"Amilar Blefuscu, I think you're the one with explaining to do."


Fayd doesn't draw a weapon; he leans on his cane.


"I doubt home hired you to kill me, and I, sir, am here on business - not involving you, of course."
 
Anju


Hurrah, she wasn’t dead, in jail or in any other very uncomfortable and hard to reverse situation! It was a shame she wouldn’t get to know what was going on –the glowing object plus secretive and tense people of power promised intrigue- but getting caught eavesdropping would be especially bad. As Anju cheerfully descended the stairs, she thought about how it might be useful to get an owl form. Her hawk would work, but people always found hawks moving at night and owls moving at day more suspicious though neither stopped existing at any point.


Of course, either sitting outside on the window sill staring in would attract attention. A pigeon maybe? Anju didn’t like pigeons. Crows, wrens, wrens were cute, maybe that’d be alright. What were the mean cute little birds, again? Sparrows, Anju should get a sparrow form sometime.


Upon exiting, Anju blinked. When had it gotten so dark out? Wow. Anju started walking back to caravans and wondered if anyone realized she was out for so long. Intrigue and nearly dying sure did take time out of the day. Anju glanced over her shoulder at the tower. Would they be back tomorrow?
 
Amilar Blefuscu


Blef considers for a moment, and then shrugs and sheaths his flute again.


"Oh, why not? It's almost good to see a face from home, even if it is you. No offense, you understand. Professional distaste for poison." Blef sits down.
 
Kayadin Reeyeh


"I haven't seen her since after Adair and I grabbed a bite to eat at one of the curry vendors around here." Kaya's brow crinkled with worry. "That was hours ago." She shot a quelling look at the other men behind Jonas. Always making a joke, the lot of them. "Do you need me to go looking for her?"
 
Yushoto Fayd


Fayd also takes a seat, and props his feet on the nearest surface.


"Of course, I realise that some prefer bluntness over finesse - such over the top methods must be a fine ego boost to those who need it. How has exile been treating you?"
 
To Kaya


"I'm sure she's fine. She may be young, Kaya, but she has the Bloody Huntress looking after her and inside her. If you wish though, it'd be appreciated, Saeka was asking about her earlier apparently." He shrugs, "I'm not so worried. She's stronger than she looks. Being on her own may have her bud a bit more than being Saeka's pup."
 
Amilar Blefuscu


Blef shrugs. "Technically I'm not exiled. It's more of a... family disagreement. Of course my mother is is no way a high-ranking member of the White Veil since that organisation does not exist. And even if it did, which it doesn't, she would certainly not have had that organisation hunt me down and kill me for a matter of expediency."
 
Yushoto Fayd


"Ah, yes, how fortunate that the occurrence of such a chain of events is impossible. How are you finding Shale?"
 
To Anju


Late it is! The square is quieter than it had been, folks heading this way and that, warm glows coming from the windows all around. That big glass pagoda looks like its virtually on fire with all that warm light shining through its heavy glass. Conversation and laughter crawl across the plaza to your ears. Hmm, seems the world didn't really mind the intrigues. The Avenue stretches out before you and waaaaaay down the road is the caravan surely. Jonas has probably been selling things all day. The others...probably drunk.


Such is life!
 
To Fayd and Blef


You'll hear Snake spit out some of his wine. "You're...not wanted by that which does not exist, eh?" Snake shakes his head. "My goddamned luck. You realize what is a few hundred miles up the Lesser Rock, correct?" He'll come forth shaking his head, grumbling, handing you both a glass of wine.
 
Yushoto Fayd


Fayd accepts the glass, adjusting his position to rest his right ankle on his left knee, leaning back with one hand holding the wine and the other resting on the head of Emphatic Denial.


"Oh dear, bad news, Snake?" he asks, comparatively cheerfully.
 
Kayadin Reeyeh


"Well Jonas, after that speech, I'm not going to be in a hurry to go looking if you're not all that worried. Anju is pretty sensible for someone her age." Kaya kept glancing around though, hoping to spot the little Lunar. "I'm sure she's fine." She sounded about halfway convinced. Smiling at Jonas, she turned to Adair and quietly told him, "If she doesn't turn up soon, I'm looking for her."
 
To Blef and Fayd


He hems and haws for a moment, taking a large gulp of 759 vintage. "Well, if such an organization were to exist--which it surely doesn't in all but the most twisted minds--they would be well spread out across Satrapies and other places were the Blooded dwell. For the Dragon-Blooded do not politic and covet and nor do they have goals beyond what we can understand. As such, such a non-existant entity does not at all dwell within the confines of Greyfalls just twenty-two and two hundred miles up the Lesser Rock River for it Greyfalls is still quite the Satrapy. Thankfully, however, there is no White Veil." He'll give you both a pointed look, his tongue nervously darting out to taste the air.
 
To Kaya


Adair nods soberly, "I understand, she'll be along. She's not five." He pats your shoulder with a soft smile. "We may grab Kalek there and go looking for her if it makes you feel better?" He'll nod to the Dragon-Blood coming out of the bar.
 
Amilar Blefuscu


Blef sighs. "I'm sure such a non-existent society would not.. not... have operations here."
 
To Blef


Snake snorts, swirling some wine and sitting down in one of his finished chairs. "For your sake, let's pray that is so, no? Mother dearest, if she's who I think she is, may be well trying to get in touch with them."
 
Yushoto Fayd


Fayd flashes Blef a nasty grin.


"Terribly lucky that such an imaginary organisation could not be here, eh?"
 
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