Rotting Rogue: Returns

[jadewik]

"Tell me Ebon, dearest, have you been sleeping well," Lemac questioned.

Ebon-Ashe pondered the question a moment before letting the derisive answer roll off her tongue, "Truthfully, I've been asleep more than awake lately."

Then, leaning into Lemac, she whispered as she nodded to indicate the Tavern's occupants, "I'd love you forever, Lemac if you'd screen our conversation from prying ears." Ebon-Ashe hated to ask, but felt if anyone would be able to assist in such a delicate situation and still keep it a secret, it would be Lemac. Normally, Ebon-Ashe loathed magic. This was an exception-- one that pointedly showed the usefulness of magic-- and it mildly irritated Ebon.

Once satisfied the conversation would not be over-heard, she recounted the memories she thought Lemac ought to know-- visiting her old friend and getting stabbed, how she ended up at the tavern, the amnesia, Curulan fixing her memories (though she left out the information she discovered about Curulan in the process and that she'd asked Tordek to gather more information for her) and any other things pertaining to the dagger, her perilous condition and the revenge she wished to extract.

"So, presently, only a few know that my amnesia is cured." Ebon grinned at the prospects of being able to fake amnesia. "It would help me if you could pretend we'd only just met and were getting to know one another. I'd also appreciate it if you'd say the sound barrier was a precaution and I'd requested it out of paranoia because I wouldn't want my captors to hear my plans for escape."

When she finished, she sat back in her chair waiting to see Lemac's response and any plans her good friend might have.

[Courtesan Lemac]

:When Ebon asked that there conversation be screened from outside ears, she simply smiled. Such things where already in place, years ago at this table. But few knew how to activate them. As Lemac and Ebon talked, the rose about Lemac's wrist glowed gently. For two reasons, first to activate the sound barriers and to also mask the true movements of the pairs lips.:

"I am flattered that you would offer your love forever to such a person as myself. Ah memories of times gone past."

:Lemac listened to all that Ebon said. When she was finished she smiled,:

"Remember Ebon, there a a few people that know of some of our past 'business' deals, they will not question the barrier. As will others that know who I am and that I need to keep some privacy in what I do. After all your husband would be shocked that deal that I would give you for services, compared to what I would request from him as payment."

:Lemac gave Ebon a playful wink.:

"Now about this escape plan. My coach is currently at the Red Garter Inn, and my ship 'Dawn's Passage' is in Salamander's main port harbor awaiting my return. My reserve ship 'Black Herring' can be called in if needed. We have a number of options for your escape should you need my help."

:Lemac sat back and pondered a few ideas.:

"With a bit of bleach, we can lighten the color of you hair. Some makeup, we can make alter the look of that lovely face of yours. A simple change of clothes with better let you be someone else. From there we can quickly get to where ever you need to be, with fewer questions. I can get the makeup and clothes with ease, and I can send one of hands to get the bleach. But now all we need is a location to make such changes, Tell me has my old chamber in the High Council wing been assigned to someone else yet?"

[Shane of Clan Titan]

The women clearly knew eachother, the panther noticed how comfortable the elf was around the fiery headed female. Also she noticed how talking to the other female made her ward more relaxed. To gain a better view of her surroundings and have the element of suprise should she have to fight to protect the elf she preferred a higher ground position. The panther glanced around and noticed the beams that made up the ceiling, they reminded her of large branches in the forest. She licked the hand of the elf to remind her that she was not yet forgotten and moved to a shadowy corner, where she leaped onto a large table and from there onto one of the heavier and lower beams. There she lied down and observed what was happening below her.

[jadewik]

"I understand blondes have more fun, but your ideas for dolling me up shall have to wait for another adventure," Ebon-Ashe leaned back and steepled her fingers, "I won't be the one leaving.

I need you to find someone who is similar to me physically and also magically, as I've heard magic scents can be traceable. We both know I've no talent in the area of magic, but you do. I'll also need someone highly skilled in magic to ensure the progression of the infection on my double continues to spread."

Ebon-Ashe rolled up her sleeve to reveal the edge of the inky-black stain on her arm. The cut she'd made earlier in her forearm was nearly a full hand-span from where the taint had spread.

"This cut is where the black was no more than two hours ago," she pointed to indicate the difference. "It's spreading fast and I need to find the cure before this curse runs its full course. I'm not sure how long that is..." Ebon-Ashe spoke those last words with malice as she unsheathed the silver dagger and cut another mark to indicate the new edge of the stain.

"I don't exactly have a plan yet," she cringed as she said it, but it was the truth. "I do know that I want my real location hidden."

"Your rooms in the high council wing should still be available. I kept them vacant. I must say, Lemac, that you hide your secrets well," Ebon-Ashe smiled slyly. "It was near impossible to reveal them, and I'm fairly certain the one passage I did manage to uncover is not the only secret contained therein."