A wolf, a Thief and a Mercenary...|Haven

[Toyoll]

Nyala yawned, sharp canines flashing in the early morning light. The autumn sun rose over Naruta, bathing everything in a soft, orange glow and illuminating the underbellies of the clouds, it was going to be overcast.

It has been one day since the odd group came out of the mountains, picking their way toward Ilyamen. Nyala was getting agitated, soon she will hunt in the forests and grassland she knows so well. Maybe they'll run into a monster on the way or perhaps a lone Clear? The mere thought of them made her growl and she spat, clears...unholy sons of...Poor Nyala, her constant travels have kept her ignorant to the Clears' efforts of peace.

[Kender Bard]

Damaris resists the urge to whimper as she picks up on the soft growl coming from Nyala. Both of her 'companions' frightened the wits out of her, but that one especially. She seemed like barely contained violence to the little girl.

[aivea]

Audra arches an eyebrow at the sound of Nyala's growl. He isn't too concerned due to faith in his ability to hold his own, but that doesn't mean he isn't curious. The mercenary gives into that curiosity and asks, "Growling at something in particular or just because you're feeling huffy?"

[Toyoll]

Nyala was jerked from her reverie, "What? No. I've got those flippin' Clears on the brain.." she oathed, "I don't understand what the Leaders are thinking, we should hunt them down and skin the whole lot of 'em... But never mind me, I was..rambling, as you put it." she said smirking, showing fang.

The wolf slowed her pace so as to fall in stride with the young girl walking behind them, "You don't talk much do you?" Nyala said, trying not to sound too malevolent. "You're getting away from your mom, you should be ecstatic, I would be."

[Kender Bard]

"If what I know is true, and I'm not saying it is, what I'm going to tell you signs my own death warrant," Damaris says cryptically. "However, it's worth it if it puts her in a dank, dirty jail somewhere.." Reaching up, she touches a spot on her head, as if used to there being something there. When her fingers brush her hair instead, she fights down a whimper and tries to nonchalantly brush the action off as just running her fingers through her hair. "I can tell you now, I guess."

[aivea]

Audra just smirks back before saying to Nyala, "Less dangerous rambling than mine."

Afterwards, his expression returns to normal and he looks over at Damaris.

"Ilyamen is a bit away from Maelstrom, everyone with have a brain knows that. Once you've gotten saying it over with then you won't have to anymore. So far, though, I've been awfully disappointed. If your secret's that important, where are the others who would be after it?" Looking slightly bemused he adds, "It sounds funny when I try to talk someone into doing things instead of doing it myself or forcing them."

[Kender Bard]

Maybe because you know I wouldn't stand for that now that I'm away from my family Damaris thinks at him, trusting he wasn't a snooping Mind type. Clearing her throat, she says, simply, "Mother was a thief. My whole family were thieves, and I'm willing to tell someone in authority that so they can be put away. They robbed a traveling merchant and left him for dead. That's where those shoddy things came from. I robbed them from her in revenge for her stealing something extremely precious to me..." Damaris glances around fearfully and adds, "But now that you know, I've been told that the thieves' guild will come after me..."

[aivea]

"I see." Audra leans down to look Damaris in the eyes and says, "If they find out it was you; otherwise they won't. In for a sip, in for the entire bloody tankard... From the sounds of things I couldn't back out now if I wanted to. Listen, if I were you, I'd keep my head low, my look as penniless as possible and my mouth shut. Just because I'm a mercenary and a street brawler doesn't mean I don't have the ability to think."

[Kender Bard]

Damaris nods, seeing the wisdom in the words. "But I want my family to pay for all the things they've done. Don't I have to tell a constable or guard or something?"

[aivea]

Audra frowns slightly in thought then adds almost reluctantly, "That's where 'in for the whole bloody tankard' comes in... We need someone who has had no dealings at all with the guild and knows their way around Ilyamen who either needs to have nothing to lose or is paid enough to no longer care for their one life to write it. Or the one who writes it could simply be someone who's never been to Ilymen before and is incredibly arrogent. Know where to find anyone like that?"

[Kender Bard]

"I've never been out of Maelstrom before," Damaris adds, looking a little helpless. "Under other circumstances I'd probably want to just go explore..."

[aivea]

"This is important: have any members of the Thieve's Guild ever seen your handwriting before? If they haven't, you can write the note yourself just so long as you don't sign it and remember to use your parents full names not call refer to them as your parents."

Audra frowns slightly then falls into silence.

[Toyoll]

Nyala grew impatient, "Why don't I tell the bloody guild, for the sweet love of Worg? They don't know anything about me and I don't have anything to do with them." she grumbled, but the she-wolf regained her aloof demeanor, "What did your Mom steel? If you don't mind me asking?" sounding more sympathetic than she wanted.

[Kender Bard]

"Mostly copper coins and bad jewelry," Damaris. "And if you would tell someone, that'd be great!"

[aivea]

At the mention of the jewelry Audra winces slightly and says, "There goes my belief that being selective about quality was the common trait of all theives. Your mother might as well have gone trash-diving if all the jewelry looked like that. As for the coins, that makes more sense."