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Darius nods his agreement to Edghe, hoisting his crossbow. "Agreed. Using Zaphyn for target practice gets old quick" The demon's eyes glow menacingly from the rafters above, as they narrow in Darius's direction. At Nathan's apology, the demon simply hisses out "YOU SSSHOULD LISssssSSTEN TO...

Darius turns and acknowledges the new arrival with a deep bow. "Good afternoon my lady." he says, admiring Kazanto's breastplate. Turning back to the populated table, he inquires: "I hear this is the place to find freelance work no?" I've newly arrived back in town and find myself with an...

Anna nods her head slightly. "Yes the simplest stories are often the best. Less to get tripped up in. We should say that we met on the road not long before arriving, that way if we should be questioned separately our stories will not conflict.." She finishes her meal and dabs the corners of...

The door to the Dunn Wright swings open, and a man in a long leather robe walks through. You hardly get a look at him before he goes up to the bar, has a few hushed words with the inn-keep, and disappears into the back. Several minutes later, he returns to the common room, followed by...

Preferring to take either first or last watch, Anna spends most of her time above-decks, conversing with the crew, or watching Yo practice. She is initially delighted to find that the entire party speaks Sylvan, and begins speaking speaking the language more often with them, when socially...

After studying the wand for a minute, Anna deciphers the magics it contains. Turning to Nevil, she says: ""Hold out your hands, I think I can make this work..." Touching the end of the wand lightly to Nevil's burned hands, Anna softly commands the wand "Fixemup" The wand however, has other...

Anna cocks an eyebrow at Quloan as he drops the eel in a single shot. "Very impressive. Remind me to stay on your good side.... she says with a smirk. At Drev's query, Anna walks over and takes the wand in her hand. "I prefer the term Sorceress, but yes. Let me see what I can make of...

Anna nods her thanks to Elenka. "Indeed. It appears I was naive about leaving behind the ghosts of my past. It seems no one truly escapes once the spies of Irthos know your face. Tessel help me, I shall need to be more careful in the future. Looking around to the rest of the the group she...

Darius nods. "I'll stick with you then." sorry for the slow posting, i've been beyond busy these last few weeks between 16 credits of classes, a 14 hour clinical rotation, and my radio show.

Emerging from the crowd on the docks, Anna comes stumbling toward the ship. She looks disheveled by anyones standards, and doubly so by her own. Out of breath she manages to cross the docks to where the rest of the party stands, leaning heavily against the mast. "My apologies" she stammers...

Anna stands from the table, giving short nod to all in turn, and slips out the door of the Inn, headed toward the Mystic pearl.

Worst case scenario Syl can use a CLW wand, and Anna can in a pinch.

Anna smiles at the two newcomers. "Well met." She takes the offered glass with a polite nod. "One of my favorites..." she remarks, examining the vintage carefully. After a moment she turns back to the newcomers, speaking to them both. "My name is Anna Belacqua, and these fellows here are...

Anna replies casually: "Not in the least, I'm just glad to see another woman with a noble bearing about, there aren't terribly many of us." Seeing Yoshiki point toward her table, Anna makes eye contact and beckons him over.

Anna sits in the offered chair, nodding her thanks before turning to Syl. "Thank you kindly for your words Syl." Noting the new arrival, Anna calls over Maria and has a bottle of wine sent to the table with a note reading "Glad to see I'm not the only redhead in Venza, Well met!" She then...

Following Syl over to the table, Anna gives the White Cloak a polite nod. "Anna Belacqua at your service, sir. Would you perhaps be in need of a diplomat and arcanist for this venture of yours? I do believe my friend Sylvain here can vouch for me, on both accounts." She smiles politely and...

Darius cocks an eyebrow in Sloor's direction. "I'd rather know what you had in mind. If anyone would have something up their sleeves, it would be you." he mumbles under his breath: You do have four after all..."

Darius looks back to Mack, an indiscernible look crossing his face momentarily before answering: "He's a goner either way, unless someone here has something up their sleeve... As sickening as the prospect may be, the pragmatic approach may be the wisest..."

Darius smirks, "A grenade couldn't hurt. Unfortunately for me I spent most of my time training to be a duelist, not a consular or sentinel. His gaze wanders off to the distance as he remembers the time before Order 66, and wonders if any that he knew might still be alive.