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[color=9B9F94][h3][b]Velles 19th[/b][/h3]
[sub][b]Location:[/b] Ersand'Enise
[b]Day of the week:[/b] Victendes
[b]Time:[/b] Daytime
[b]Characters:[/b] Abdel, Dayanara, Qadira, Seviin [@Force And Fury], Penny, Johann, Xiuyang [@Emeth], Lunara [@BlackRoseSiren], Niallus [@Echotech71], Oksana [@Ti], Ashon, Dory [@jasbraq], Fibonacci, shady Zeno.[/sub]

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When it was Abdel’s turn to read the document, he feigned indifference. The name Doridax was well known among the Yasoi [i]and[/i] the decently informed. The young tethered had cut back on his part-time investigative endeavours for more spare time once his finances were in order but the connections he had made on the job remained solid. 

[color=9e0039][i]A rich kid in Belleville. It feels tailored for me.[/i][/color] he looked up to give a general glance to his potential associates. All were of a higher class or foreigners. Except perhaps for Ashon whose Yasoi-ness would have its boons, and Seviin should there be any sort of Tarlonese encounter. [color=9e0039][i]I’ve got a good hand here. Let’s see where this goes.[/i][/color]

[color=9e0039]“I can check with a couple of guys I know, see if they can give us something more about any unusual activities in Mud- Belleville.”[/color] Abdel spoke courteously with a consistent air of neutrality befitting the image he sought to project: Normal and non-partisan. The money was good, but the Doridax name could be a pipeline to things money couldn’t buy. Goods and information alike. He smiled at the others, to Seviin in particular.  [color=9e0039]“But I agree with you, Sister. I think this city is in need of more citizen behaviour. We did put our necks on the line for it.”[/color]

With that he turned away from them. [color=9e0039]“We can meet at that Terrace in a couple of hours and work from there. Gear up and all that until then.”[/color] with that, Abdel walked away.

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[color=9e0039]“At least three thousand magi? Really?”[/color] a flabbergasted Abdel Varga was sitting before an old table in front of a Thalak souvlaki shop, Zeno Bucks in hand, with a middle-aged gentleman wearing a worker’s beret.

[b]“Not just. I'll I've been sitting on this but I do owe ya' after what you did for my kid.”[/b] spoke the man with a husky voice. He leaned in to whisper the next bit. [b]“They’ve taken a few gems that didn’t belong to them from monkey-land.”[/b] he snorted and spat by his foot at the mention of anything Yasoi. 

Abdel, unfazed by any additions made by his contact, peered at the old parchment piece covered in folds. [color=9e0039]“And this is legit?”[/color]

[b]“Sikes and a few others say they’ve seen some Yasoi kid a few times. As far as I can tell, the kid never made it back over the wall.”[/b]

The tethered teen bit the nail of his thumb as he pondered. Their meeting was soon and he had to make a decision. [color=9e0039]“Wouldn’t hurt to check, then.”[/color] he concluded with a shrug before chugging down his drink.

[b]“Hey Cap’n Skugg.”[/b] the man that reeked of tobacco reached out for Abdel’s shoulder as he stood up. [b]“With this sort o’ money at play, you may wanna watch your back.”[/b] the warning was enough to get the young bounty hunter to sit back down. [b]“It’s bound to get many eyes on it soon. And if you’re going to belleville …”[/b] he looked over his shoulder, clearly wary.

[color=9e0039]“Spit it out, Fibonacci.”[/color]

[b]“Watch out for these long-ear Cola-guys. Complete ball-breakers. If they’re not behind it they’ll definitely want a piece of that cake.”[/b]

An unimpressed Abdel cocked his brows. [color=9e0039]“I’ll be sure to watch out.”[/color]

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Armed with two Skuggvars and an attire that made him appear no different than the average workman’s quarters dred, although with much better hygiene, Abdel presented himself to the residence indicated on the invitation. He instinctively removed his worker’s beret once in view of it, revealing well groomed, dark hair he had combed to the side. His perfume was also of higher quality than his projected look - a Maura perk, perhaps?

The two beasts he had with him dismissed any notion of Abdel being just a common street dweller - this was the hunter with the massive hounds, one that was hard to ignore when he was on duty. [color=9e0039]“I was told some folks needed a person finder?”[/color] was his introduction, one he had used a few times before when he found a job, with a toothy smile that went wonders with his growing acne on his chin.[/color]

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[sub][u][b]Loadout:[/b][/u]
[b]Gear:[/b] Hungering Helm, Slayer's Helm, Black Beast's Blade, Unruly Dragon's Bridle, Screamer's Collar, Skuggvar backpacks.
[b]Currency:[/b] Ỽ1
[b]Consumables:[/b] Risotto al Formaggio di Capra di Mare.
[b]Familiars:[/b] Dayanara, Qadira[/sub]