Clean up (Afina and Jaela, 89 days left)

[Corwin]

As per the nagging post, going to come up with an action plan once I have the info.

[Anastasia]

Action plan on what, Jaela? There's a lot of nagging posts, could you be more specific?

[Corwin]

Here.

[spoiler]
Dune, can you please post any relevant information from the scroll? Anything that could be used to form a plan of attack. Troop concentrations, schedules, Harkin's residence, what we know from Yian about secret passages in the area and what not. Best times and places to strike, what Harkin seems to keep the most protected, locations of any prisons, that sort of thing.

[Anastasia]

Okay, you're splitting to a new topic, Jaela. Fair warning, an interrupt is coming your way. A planned one, but just as well since I didn't get to prepping all the fine details this morning. For now it's Afina time.

Tailiel is found in the courtyard. He's overseeing his forces. He goes from them, "No, a little more force there," To a mace swinger, then spends a few moments talking magic with a healer. So on and so forth.

[Ebiris]

"Tailiel, would you come with me?" Afina asks as she flutters alongside him, not wanting to make a public spectacle of this.

[Anastasia]

"Yes, general," Tailiel follows you, after a few more instructions for his soldiers.

[Ebiris]

Taking the astral deva through a portal to one of Aurora's empty meeting rooms, she turns to face him while hovering in the air. "You came here with a reputation, Tailiel," she begins. "I'm sure you don't need me to tell you that either. But I thought we could work through it. All our precautions indicate no malevolence on your part, and if there is some curse on you that dooms everyone you fight beside? I honestly thought that we'd handled worse."

[Anastasia]

Tailiel's gaze narrows, a moment of oppressive anger writ large and unhidden on his face. It doesn't last lone, buried down as he manages to get out, "Are you implying that Bel's actions are my fault somehow? That's where this is going, isn't it?"

[Ebiris]

"It is," she agrees curtly. "As I said, I don't find you at fault, but the facts are what they are. And with the fate of Lifasa hanging ever more precariously in the balance, we can't accept the risks your presence brings. I wanted things to be different Tailiel, but the stakes are too high for me to be making a point about trust or overcoming challenges. You and the Upraised Banner are going to have to leave here."

[Anastasia]

Make a Diplomacy check here, I want to see how powerful and controlled your words are. May matter.

[Ebiris]

[19:13] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+30 I have been training my diplo at least
[19:13] <Serith> Ebiris roll for Serith < 50 > [d20=20]

[Anastasia]

Clutch.

Tailiel is...calm. Cold but calm. He gives you a gaze that would be worthy of Auril. "Fine," he says tersely, "We'll be gone by duskfall. Is there anything else, general?" His voice isn't any warmer, either.

[Ebiris]

"No," she shakes her head, letting him go. Honestly it's a pretty entitled attitude he's got, but after today he won't be her problem anymore.

[Anastasia]

Tailiel promptly marches into the portal and out. Once gone Elena appears, dressed in winter furs. "Whew. I'll keep an eye on him, he's pissed. I already sent Gisfal and Adrian an update. Jaela's busy with a diplomatic meeting from Aurilites, so she'll be out of the loop until that's done."

[Ebiris]

"Thanks Elena," Afina says. "Honestly I should have turned him away at the door from the start, but it's easy to think curses and things don't apply to us after we've had a run of successes."