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[21:34] * Tanoran twirls her braid around as they walk. She might have to ask Eliza to do that for her more often.
[21:37] <SpaceThor> You arrive back at the inn shortly after, the dining area entirely empty beyond the bartender himself.
[21:38] <Nemi> Fiona waggles her fingers as she enters, taking a moment to fish out a hand mirror and a clean, damp cloth to wipe blood and sweat from her brow. She almost looks presentable again, in that ferocious Witneyan way she does.
[21:39] * Iulia looks around, quirkin gan eyebrow. "This area is safe, then?"
[21:39] <LawfulTest> Eliza orders an ale to steady herself
[21:40] <Jacek> "...We believe so." Jacek says, rather stiffly... Clearly out of his depth.
[21:41] <Iulia> She nods. "Well, very well," she says with a sigh. "To introduce myself, then; I am Iulia Vryloka, of Snowlight, and it is a pleasure to meet you all, I'm sure. What is it we are supposed to be doing?"
[21:42] <Nemi> "Vryloka? Really? You're not a leech, are you?" Fiona's grin suggests that it's meant to be a friendly nickname and not pejorative.
[21:45] <LawfulTest> Eliza sits down with a mug of dwarven ale. "Whew. Why are the birds here so mean?"
[21:46] <Iulia> She quirks an eyebrow. "I'm a simple aristocrat, nothing more," she says. "Well... I happen to possess a measure of arcane power and some training in regards to subtle manipulation of force, but really, never trust someone who claims to be a simple anything."
[21:47] <Nemi> "Ahuh. Just wondering, because that's not an infamous bloodline or anything," the Witneyan grins. She knows her undead, after all, even as she eases herself down next to Iulia. She watches with *interest*, now, even as she continues to daub blood from her bandaged forearms.
[21:47] * Tanoran plops into a chair and promptly kicks it back onto its back legs. "You've already got my and Sepideh's names. The grump there is Jacek, of Cries-moze. The tall nut with the skull is Fiona, and the goose-whisperer is Eliza. The short version is we're contracted to be a general pain in the backside for Lady Suren, and make sure her little march for territory fails."
[21:48] <Nemi> "Not a nut. I'm very sane," Fiona says, grinning.
[21:48] <Nemi> "Just not in the way you are."
[21:48] <Jacek> "Krzymosze."
[21:49] * Iulia purses her lips a bit. "You remind me a bit of one of my cousins," she muses towards Fiona. "Anyway... a general pain?" She leans forward. "I might be of use, actually, rather directly. I have an unfortunate hobby of finding myself in the pockets of mysteriously vanished general's aides," she sayss, by way of explanation. "And I may haveread something recently that would be quite messy
[21:49] * Iulia if it could be proved to be true about some of the people in charge of that push."
[21:49] <Tanoran> "That's what I said."
[21:49] <Iulia> "It really is an unfortunate hobby," she muses. "I'll get in trouble for this one day."
[21:51] <Nemi> "Hate hobbies like that. Much better to just get drunk and get into fights all the time." Fiona takes a long drink from Eliza's ale mug.
[21:51] <Tanoran> "Messy, is it? Do tell, do tell." She lets her seat fall forward with a clunk.
[21:52] <LawfulTest> Eliza sighs and orders more drinks
[21:52] <Iulia> She digs out a bit of paperwork. "Nothing that I think qualifies as evidence *here*," she says, placing it on the table. "But there is some evidence the generals in charge of the force have been taking... payments from sources at odds with the health of this nation."
[21:53] <Nemi> "Iiiinteresting." Fiona eyes the paper as she sips from Eliza's next drink. "Good find."
[21:53] <Iulia> "You find all SORTS of wonderful things in people's pockets."
[21:54] <LawfulTest> Eliza frowns. "Fiooona... get your own!"
[21:55] * Tanoran reaches over to shuffle through the papers, scanning the information quickly. "Big enough to throw a fight, or what?"
[21:55] <Nemi> "Aw, here I thought you were being so kind and polite and getting drinks for me."
[21:55] <Nemi> Fiona sighs long-sufferingly.
[21:55] <LawfulTest> Eliza slides her mug over to her.
[21:56] <LawfulTest> "I can get another one..."
[21:56] <Iulia> "Big enough to ruin any belief their men have in the war being for a righteous cause, at least," Iulia says. And orders beer for everyone--not for herself, though.
[21:57] <Nemi> "Aw, thank you. Right!" Fiona actually claims that mug for real, cupping bandaged fingers around it. She siiips at the booze, lips pursed as she eyes the paper. "Well then. What're we gonna do with that? Pretty bloody damning, I'd say."
[21:57] <Tanoran> "Won't do much good if word doesn't get spread..."
[21:58] <Jacek> "Or if it isn't believed..."
[21:58] <Iulia> "Won't do much good if we can't find more concrete evidence, either, at least if the laws here are like the laws back home," Iulia says.
[21:59] <Nemi> "Fair enough. Back home something like that'd be enough for the haruspices to carve you open and suss the truth of it. If you're clear, you get raised, if not, you get animated."
[21:59] <Jacek> "So... What do we do?" He sighs. "...I suppose my spear isn't much good in this battle."