The War of the Mage Kings has ended and a shattered world must take stock and try to rebuild. In the only city saved from the destruction, dangerous factions conspire against one another and threaten the lives and livelihoods of the citizens. Someone has to do something.
The two militiamen are surprised -- and, it must be pointed out, a little disappointed -- by the sudden turn of events. When the chatty one asks Ishan for verification, he says it's okay to let them go as they have more important things to be doing than hanging about Tumbledown. They step aside to let Georg and Asra pass, though neither puts their baton away until the two miscreants are well on their way.
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Following Ishan's directions as quickly as they can, aware of time passing more quickly than they'd like, Asra and Georg turn down Hunter's Street in Dockside and slow as they approach Baker's Alley. Asra is the first to spot the sign hanging outside their destination. It's one of the better areas in Dockside, which isn't saying a lot. It's a pocket neighborhood of respectable trade offices, though Georg knows that these would be handling mostly basic-level logistics and secure storage for smaller cargo not suitable for the large warehouses in lower Dockside. The offices for the large trading companies that handle the much more complex and far-reaching trade decisions and bookkeeping are located in Highside or near the Plaza. An inconspicuous and unimportant sort of place for more sinister deeds.
At first it's not obvious that the entrance is being guarded, but posting goons at the door is a sure way to draw attention. They watch the street for a few minutes and spot two candidates for goonhood that appear to be keeping a careful eye on the approach to the office, though there are enough other buildings nearby with appropriate sightlines that there could very well be others. Ishan appears to have been right about the front entrance being well guarded. The building does have three floors and there's a back alley that might also provide access to the building. Each building in this district shares a wall with the neighboring building as well -- it's possible there's access that way as well.
Ianaeveli Tigenet wrote: ↑Wed Jun 04, 2025 11:27 pm
The time it takes her to flex her fingers gives Iana the chance to run through a few more calculations. Not that she is seriously considering attacking the water-bearer, but even those brief seconds of thought remind Iana that she really is not in any condition to physically overpower anyone right now.
First things first, though: scratching her nose. And her eyes.
Then, drinking the water, and eating the food. No telling how long she is going to be here - although she hopes that someone is coming for her soon, soon, please, soon! - and she cannot afford to get her thinking even more cloudy from hunger or thirst.
And maybe the silence will get her new captor to say something? Not that this taciturn woman seems to be the sort who would feel awkward in silence, but Iana can hope...
For a while, it does seem like the woman is content to just stand there and glower, before she finally does say something else. She cocks her head and her hip to one side, studying Iana. "So do they not teach you how to avoid capture in that fancy Obsidian College of yours? Seems like that might be one of the first things they teach a spy."
