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Kayliss Lambert


"...Spooky?" Kayliss raised an eyebrow at Urden, her expression not betraying anything more. If she were honest with herself, she didn't quite know how she felt about having such a nickname. Something like that hadn't come up since she was a child, and those memories were faint by now. After a moment's deliberation, Kayliss internally decided to just let it slide. There were worse things the mercenary could have called her.

Fortunately, it seemed the commander knew who exactly they were up against. While Kayliss had only heard of the Morathi in passing, that hadn't been enough to give her an overview of their ways until Velvetica brought it up. Slavers, then. Feh. The practice was abhorrent in theory. In practice? An assassin didn't quite have the leeway to make moral judgements on their own. So she barely reacted to the mention, only turning to the others once she'd heard mention of acid.

"Take care not to accidentally splash yourself." She remarked blandly in Cadmon's direction. "Purchase some for my own use, and I'll show you how to apply the substance to your weapons correctly."

@Eisenhorn @Octo @The Otter @HereComesTheSnow
Renar Hagen


Finally, a damned lead to go on. And about time, at that. The Iron Rose were the swords of the crown, not magical investigators or fix-all handymen. Frankly, it was fortunate that the mercenaries were present at all. The presence of the mage alone paid dividends in terms of results from all of this. Renar doubted the knights would have gotten quite so far in as short of a time without her aid. But it served little to dwell on what-ifs.

Cae Mayl, then. "A day's ride away." Renar commented as he followed after the Knight-Captain, his voice carrying. "Half if we run our horses to the brink of death." He stepped over a corpse in the way, not sparing it a second glance. "But judging by how long ago this happened, it's doubtful we'll actually find the perpetrator there. Only a fool would even remain in the country at this point, and they've at least a few days' lead on us by now. At best, we'll hopefully find another clue similar to this one." His gaze shifted in Fanilly's direction.

"Orders, Knight-Captain? Are we to regroup and pursue with all haste? And will our present company be joining us?" An incline of his helmet towards Alette. As much as he'd prefer to not be constantly on guard against them at this point, one couldn't deny their usefulness. Mostly the mage. Of course, that was presuming they were even willing to accompany the Iron Rose any further. He could hardly blame them if they decided to simply return to their employer, now that their curiosity over this whole situation was answered. Doing so would be the smart option, at least.

@VitaVitaAR
Kayliss Lambert


From her position shadowing the commander, Kayliss glanced over towards the trio of Urden, Cadmon, and Lirrah with mild curiosity as they found and discussed some coinage they'd found. Fortunately, they were close enough that she didn't have to try very hard to listen in on the conversation. Finally, a clue. At least the merchant knew her coin. Red armor and braided hair rang some sort of bell within her head, but Kayliss wasn't quite familiar enough with the subjects in question that she could remember off the top of her head. Best to see if either of the other two knew anything.

While the others looked over the coinage, Kayliss ghosted behind them, not revealing her presence until she was just behind Cadmon.

"Braided easterners? I don't suppose either of you would be more familiar with such? I believe I've seen such travelers in the capital before, but it's been years." Kayliss said simply, entirely intent on alarming someone with her sudden appearance. Why? She had to get her entertainment somewhere, after all.

"This gets us somewhere, at least. It shan't be too hard to track down a group so distinctive if they're still within our search radius. That griffin rider isn't back yet, so you've time yet to take this to the commander." She advised briefly before turning and starting to head back over in that direction herself.

@Eisenhorn @Octo @The Otter
Renar Hagen


Renar had no reason to look at the back of his cloak for the moment, and so he didn't. He did, however, feel that something was off. Though being prepared for betrayal on a moment's notice did tend to do things to one's sixth sense.

That all said, Alette's explanation was...curious. He had little doubt that she was telling him the truth, lying about the matter would be nonsensical when he could just get Fionn's side of the story later. Moreover, she seemed too genuinely amused for him to have not been off the mark.

"The mother hen routine, then?" Renar remarked easily to Alette as he continued walking a pace behind her and to the side. "I'm not unfamiliar with it from him by any means. Though it doesn't quite come across the same when he does it to the rest of us. All he does when that happens is moralize at me, not try to bite my head off. It was rather different when it happened to you."

Renar shifted his cloak, and a string of color caught his eye. What...? Dunce? He narrowed his eyes from behind the visor of his full helm, bringing a hand up to...pass through the lettering. Well. That narrowed the list of culprits down significantly. Seemed their newest recruit had some measure of backbone after all, if she decided to retaliate, even if indirectly. Nonetheless, he scoffed at the choice of method, removing his mantle and turning it inside out before wrapping it around himself once again so that the DUNCE lettering was concealed behind his armor now.

With that done, he resumed following after wherever the mercenary captain was going. Someone among the knights had to keep her within their sight.

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Jaromir Zhu


After speaking with Fuka in the lounge, Jaromir had trudged his way over towards his assigned rack, not bothering to check exactly who his roommate was. He'd find out eventually anyways, and it wasn't as if he could do anything to change it for the moment. Getting a decent amount of sleep in before the mission was more important anyway. Others would have chosen to work on their Mech some more, but the techs were doing all they could at the moment. Him being there wouldn't change anything, especially when there wasn't exactly any time or supplies to do retrofits. Better to be well-rested and alert during the mission than have a slightly better-tuned Mech.

He'd managed a solid seven hours of sleep through the night, even comfortably snoozing through the zero-G turn. Soldiering meant knowing to get your rest in where you could, and he'd been on enough DropShips at this point to be used to such. Whoever his roommate was, they were gone by the time he woke up in the morning, and Jaromir woke up more or less well rested. A quick check of the time revealed that he still had several hours before the briefing at 1200 later in the day. More than enough time for a morning workout, shower, breakfast, and then some time with the Mech before he had to head back to the orientation room.

With that in mind, Jaromir got his ass out of bed, went through his morning ritual, and set off to do what he could for the morning before the inevitable briefing.
Kayliss Lambert


No rest for the weary, then. Fine. She had no room to complain. Kayliss turned and wordlessly followed Velvetica as she began making her way back up towards the surface, giving orders all the while. At the very least, it seemed that merchant following them below ground hadn't been sanctioned by the commander. That was something, at least. There had been no need to drag an untrained civilian into this past her bit role to begin with.

"My lady," Kayliss nodded towards Velvetica, taking a position behind her and to the side in a bodyguard role for the moment. In the absence of specialized orders, she was best off here right now. An attempt on her employer's life was unlikely, but still entirely possible. Bodyguard work wasn't exactly Kayliss's favorite assignment, but often times, it took one assassin's expertise to suss out another.

"By your leave." She murmured to the commander, staying where she was unless ordered to otherwise.

@VitaVitaAR
Starting work on a sheet. Discord link'd be cool too.
I'm the other interested guy Rodey mentioned, so I might as well make the interest official. Will probably go phys if we have a decent chunk of other elements already.
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