Dracol Arc

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith looked thoughtful.

"I would prefer them done as properly as possible," he agreed.

"Though I also would like to have them ready as soon as possible. Can I have you proceed as though I have 3 days, and If I have less, I'll notify you as soon as possible?" He offered. "Then I'll simply buy whatever you could make up...."

[Asrana]

Jaleen nodded, her eyes distant and measuring. "Yes...I can do that..."

Hmm...Sefeya can indeed pick them. That one's got a great deal of potential...but there's something else about him...

"So how many of 'em will you be needing?"

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith watched her carefully as he spoke. Her gaze was a little too searching for him to be completely comfortable, but he wasn't getting any of the customary danger signals...

"At the bare minimum, I'd like three or four." he told her. "Though more would be welcome. If we can discuss price, I'll let you know what I can afford."

[Carthrat]

OOC: IT class. 40 minutes. Nothing to study; nothing to play; therefore, longish post! O_O

IC: Serilliyus, still wary of her surroundings, nonetheless stopped her shadowy movements and walked normally, or at least as normally as she could in her state.

She reflected on the world she had seen around her. It was totally different to the one she came from.. and yet, exactly the same.

It obviously wasn't a theocracy; Serilliyus hadn't noted any distinctive churches or temples, and holy symbols seemed nonexistent. The area she was in now, which she assumed was the main palace, had little to no recgonizable religious artefacts.

Her own world had been ruled by a corrupt church, and she was wary of anything resembling fanatical or corrupt relgious figures, two things she had seen far too much of...

It came across to her as a either a republic or a monarchy. Either way, the people seemed content, so the rulership must be doing *something* right.

Serilliyus had seen several kinds of leaders. Foolish rules and stupid rulers were most common. Sometimes she had come across timid rulers, or extravagent rulers.

She rarely met capable, competent rulers, and all too often they seemed beseiged by troubles that they didn't deserve when they lead so staunchly.

She wondered what kind of rulership this kingdom had... but, not to show her ignorance, remained silent.

[Asrana]

Jaleen grinned, her eyes once again growing distant, calculating. Silence pervaded the room as she thought, the sounds of the market not peetrating thethick walls of the apothecry.

"Since ya work for Sefeya...I can do 'em for fifteen golds a bomb. Sefeya be due to order some more smoke bombs anyway."

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith blinked. He'd expected to have to make them himself, so this was a welcome price, and he didn't bother to try and haggle, as his employer gained him a discount already.

"In that case, if we don't leave overly quickly, I can afford nine or ten comfortably." he replied. "I'll send word before nightfall if I need them sooner."

[Asrana]

Jaleen smiled and nodded. "Alright, I'll be waiting for word from Sefeya or yourself."

She headed back into the open area of the shop, the sounds of the street murmuring in the background.

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith smiled faintly as she left him alone in the shop. he took one last look around, then left the shop the same way he'd come.

Once out on the street, he looked around briefly, and headed off in the direction of the citadel, hoping to encounter Lady Sefaya...

[Asrana]

The street around Wraith was a slow bustle, the well off craftsmen going about their trades if they weren't talking to a customer.

The faint ringing of a smith's hammer on steel drifted to Wraith's ears, not quite drowned out by the din of business. Noone payed much attention to him, he was just another mercenary to the locals.

Only a small breeze was blowing off the harbor and into the streets, rustling Wraith's cloak a bit as he came to the main gate of the citadel. He caught a bare glimpse of Sefeya's blond hair as she ducked through the massive gates, followed closely by a somewhat shabbily dressed woman with a large bow across her back. From across the cross-street, Wraith wouldn't be heard if he called out, and soon the gates were shut again...

OOC: I know, the timing compared to the other posts is off.

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith frowned slightly as walked the same way Sefeya had gone, heading for the gates.

He supposed it was better this way, as he'd be able to find out how quickly he'd gain access to the citadel, though he didn't anticipate problems. Lady Sefeya was remarkably thorough regarding details. It was one of the things that made her one of his favorite clients...

[Asrana]

The pair of visible guards at the gates seemed calm as wraith approached, their fingers only tightening slightly around the hafts of their halberds. They were dressed in the characteristic black and silver armor of the Dragon clan, and the characteristic tachi of the clan at their sides further bespoke their allegiance.

They waited for Wraith to fall under the shadow of the expansive gatehouse, an imposing structure that would've rivaled the old keep if not for the apparent expansions to central fortress.

"What is your business within the citadel?" the one to Wraith's left asked, his voice low and commanding. His face and expression were hidden beneath the chainmail hood of his armor, but there was a bare hint of recognition in his tone...

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith bowed, and moved his hands out of, and well away from his cloak, raising them slightly.

"I'm looking for Sefeya-dono." he said in a calm, clear voice. "I was hired by her yesterday, and I have questions about the job schedule."

[Asrana]

The guard paused, for a moment, looking Wraith up and down before murmuring to the other guard in what Wraith recognized as cut down draconian, a form of verbal short-hand. His companion looked Wraith over much as the first guard did before nodding.

"She mentioned you, Wraith. Just head straight for the keep. You'll either catch up with her or you can ask for her at the gate, the guards'll notify her." As the first guard instructed Wraith, the second was cracking open the gate enough for Wraith to slip in...

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith nodded his thanks and slipped inside the gate. Taking a moment to looke around, orienting himself to the inside of the citadel before heading for the keep.

[Asrana]

The grounds around Wraith were the same Seriulliyus and Sefeya had passed through just earlier. Trees loomed around him, filtering out most of the morning sunlight with their interlocked branches and casting a faint gloom throughout the courtyard. As Wraith passed tightly clustered grove of trees, raven calls went up in a chain. As each raven call died, another one, more distant from Wraith and closer to Sefeya picked up the patterned cawing and repeated it until it reached the blond haired enforcer...

A small ways away, Sefeya stopped, motioning with her hand for Serilliyus to do so as well as the ravens cawed. When the last echoes died, Sefeya stayed put. "...hired ghost..." she mumbled, frowning slightly. She repeated it under her breath, trying to decipher what was meant. "...ghost...Wraith." she chuckled as she figured it out. "Take a rest Serilliyus, we'll be having company in a bit..."

OOC: Bean, you can react, but don't arrive until after Rat reacts to Sefeya and you talk to me.