Re: AM 6-26-1043

Date: 2010-06-30 09:08 pm (UTC)
quickhorn: (Ruby)
From: [personal profile] quickhorn
She knew that this entire thing could backfire right in her face and blow her cover, but it was a good move. She had awoken with it in the middle of the night. It wasn't fully formed, just the conclusion hanging in the darkness. She latched onto it, followed it backwards, a piece of yarn leading to this moment. Of course, this was also the moment when the yarn could fray, or worse yet, burn.

"I understand your concern. I assure you that you'll have protecti-" her sentence stops as if she's been interrupted, but the blacksmith hadn't spoken. Obviously agitated she waits as he fingers his pendant, his eyes glaring at her accusingly.

"I know, and that was...unfortunate. I wish I could have done more than the pendant for what happened to you. I am still not sure how they found out about your connection."

Lying was easy for Ruby. Ever since she was a child. Of course, this wasn't completely unexpected, being what she was. She definitely had the connections to heal the blacksmiths tongue, but that would require letting go of the string. She had followed the string back this far, she needed to return to its conclusion. She reminded herself it was worth it.

"Much has changed since then." Ruby continues on, "Judge Judith will be giving the adventurers a specific title and responsibility." Again she felt interrupted, but she pressed on. "I promise you, you won't be in danger if you continue with this deal. No more danger than simply still living after Harken had gotten to you."

She turns towards the exit and sniffs the air. Someone was there. In the alley, but she couldn't make them out. Obviously the tail was good if it had snuck past her and stayed hidden this long. She'll need to deal with it. Or maybe the tail wasn't for her, but for Sharug.

Quickly, she picks up her pace and hurries down the street, instantly getting lost in the crowd. She doesn't reappear until she's standing in front of the inn that she used as a meeting spot for the adventurers. She hadn't given them a job, and the Dark Lady knows they wouldn't find one on their own. They had to be in there, and hopefully they could hurry back to the Anderson Sharug. His life depended on it.
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