[hr][center][h3][u][b][Stoneworks - Interior][/b][/u][/h3][/center]
[center][A Chaotix14 / XianaEvermor Collaboration][/center][hr]

[color=#018c3b][b]"While I can assure you nobody will follow you, the ravens tend to be spread all over the Undercity and will inevitably see you. As long as I don't ask for it they won't report anything back, but as they've probably already marked you as a person of importance should they deem you to be 'in danger' they'll report that back to me, regardless of what I asked them. I have limited control over the information that falls into my lap in this manner, it's a self-taught stubbornness of them."[/b][/color] Zolya explained. [color=#0050ff][b]"Such an amazing mage isn't she, can't even control her pets."[/b][/color] Raudd teased after which he got a kick to the shins from his sister, like that'd do anything to him anyways. [color=#018c3b][b]"Ahem, if the deal still works for you knowing this I'd have no problem sealing the deal."[/b][/color]

[color=#018c3b][b]"Oh, and while we are on the note of trade, most of the items I make can be used by others regardless of their magical affinities, as long as one is able to channel mana they can be used. I thought such items may be of use given your profession."[/b][/color] She quickly added before holding out her hand, leaving ID to be the one to complete the pact.

ID hesitated, thinking for a few minutes.  For Raudd and Zolya it was only a handful of seconds.  After coming to a conclusion she shook the kanji from her hand, whispering a new spell into her palm before holding it out again.

[b][color=#d9145f]"Meetings like these are very delicate.  Your pets may put me in danger unintentionally, and I will have to destroy any that interfere with my work.  Since I don't want to harm our relationship, this revised pact will illuminate your pets for me so I can avoid them, and as long as they aren't seeking me without need I believe this arrangement will be mutually beneficial,"[/color][/b] she explained, and waited for confirmation from Zolya before grasping her hand.  A gentle warmth of [Light] pulsed through them both, and after a moment the flock of ravens outside lit up amber through the walls in her [Dreamsight].

[color=#018c3b][b]"I doubt that'll be a problem, they are quite adept at being silent observers, but if that's what makes you feel comfortable."[/b][/color] Zolya replied after having grabbed the hand of ID.

Clearing his throat and counted out a couple reels of clat. [color=#0050ff][b]"Onto more practical matters, we haven't exactly introduced ourselves to each other, my name is Raudd Erling and this sister of mine is Zolya Erling."[/b][/color] He said while extending a hand of his own. [color=#0050ff][b]"How may we refer to you? Oh, and do you have some way to travel without attracting attention? Since you'll likely have to travel to our mansions for the trades, most certainly for the enchantments, and unknown people walking onto those grounds tends to draw a lot of attention... Which is why I like to do the business side of things in this café."[/b][/color] He explained.

ID hesitated again, considering Zolya for a long time after Raudd's question.  She exhaled a controlled sigh as her mind raced, and her eyes flicked rapidly from side to side as though she were scrolling through text in that moment of intense concentration.  After a minute or so she looked back up at them, blinking to clear her eyes.

[b][color=#d9145f]"[Heat] and [Light] are closely aligned... as long as the populace doesn't make a habit of living in [Dreamsight] I should be inconspicuous enough.  Names, however... carry a level of risk... that I'm uncomfortable sharing with your Runesmith at this time,"[/color][/b] she answered uneasily.  [b][color=#d9145f]"But in the spirit of cooperation, I will respond to...,"[/color][/b]  she hesitated again.  Word-related magic was tricky to deal with, but if theory held true, she could afford herself a modicum of protection by expanding her portfolio of aliases.  

[b][color=#d9145f]"Crimson,"[/color][/b] she answered, as her eye was drawn towards the final wisp of that signature she'd been following as it swirled into the Stoneworks' central drain.

With her moving around in the shadows he'd imagined she would have racked up quite the list of aliases, she seemed slightly panicked by the idea of giving even a false name. Something Zolya had picked up as well. [color=#0050ff][b]"... Well then, miss Crimson, unless you have some other business to attend to perhaps we can show you to our workshops. So Zolya can show you which materials need enchanting, in the meantime I can look into setting up a meeting with your person of interest."[/b][/color] Raudd continued as Zolya finished her drink.

[color=#018c3b][b]"Hmmm, the hunt might delay it a bit though. I'll send a couple ravens out to find them and keep an eye on them."[/b][/color] Zolya said as she got up from the table. Raudd soon followed, and was already out the door to pay Grigor by the time Zolya had fixed her sword strap. She looked at Crimson who had placed her sword on the table. [color=#018c3b][i]That's probably why... This must look really clumsy.[/i][/color] She thought before making her way out of the room as well.

[b][color=#d9145f]"No rush.  Take all the time and care you need to make sure everyone feels safe meeting with me: I have another disturbance to investigate that has... moved to a [i]higher priority[/i] and I may be gone for some time,"[/color][/b] answered Crimson, as she flipped her sword back onto her belt, fastening the buckle with one hand as she got up.  A smile creased the corners of her eyes as she followed Raudd.

Raudd placed the reels of clat onto the counter, the sound of which alerted Grigor who had his back turned to the cafe as he was preparing another order. [color=#0050ff][b]"Thanks for the coffee and have a good afternoon."[/b][/color] Grigor counted the clat at a glance before nodding and waving Raudd a goodbye. [color=#018c3b][b]"As always you make the best coffee, thank you."[/b][/color] Zolya said with a smile as she passed Grigor to which the man pulled the dishcloth out of his beltloop and with a slight smile gave her a bow using the dishcloth for flair.

Crimson slid a few coins onto the bar as she passed Grigor.  Even though she didn't order anything, his time and consideration of their privacy was worth the tip. As she passed through the door, she whispered to the [Light] and a haze of heat shimmered over her for a moment before she vanished.  She couldn't hide the minute distortion of the air while moving but it should be enough to escape the notice of anyone who wasn't paying extra close attention.