Mira Rhelarwen (Jenara)- Private Thread

[Jenara]

"I am truly honoured." Mira offers a small cutsey, he felt like a Lord, and should be treated how a Lord Deserved. "I sung from my Heart, as I always have. Your Land, and many of it's people have welcomed me and embraced me.." she explains as she stands a respectful distance.

"I am unsure if your Guards were able to relay what happened this afternoon? My friends and I. We have some knowledge of what happened, I did attempt to pass that on.. because I felt you should know.. this thing, I might reside somewhere close. We might be able to stop it, but to do so, it would require access to places it might be hiding." She explains carefully, unsure if he had the whole story.

[TristenC]

The Meistersinger nods, Yes it would seem Skald has welcomed you with open arms. I only just now learned of your connection to our recent woes. A Sergeant of the guard informed me as I returned inside. He pauses, perhaps considering his words carefully. The information is useful, and I thank you and your friends for it. But if everything you suspect is true... it presents quite a danger to the people of this city, whom it is my responsibility to protect. His violet eyes pierce into hers, the presence of his office and years like a weight to them. So am I to understand you and your friends seek to confront this threat directly and destroy it?

[Jenara]

"One of our party is familiar with the threat, she has greater knowledge than me." She sighs. "I am but a simple performer. My skills lie in other areas." She explains modestly. "We need to find where it resides, I am told. Simply defeating it is a start, but to destroy it.. we must find it's lair. Apparently it likes old places, those out of the way. Basements, or perhaps even crypts." Mira sighs again.

"I am starting to consider this land as home, I would like nothing to happen to my home."

[TristenC]

I see... so merely defeating it in combat will not be enough. I can have some guards search for places like that during the daylight hours. I fear they will be no match for such a creature during the long night. he says grimly.

The man's expression softens a little, You do seem well suited to our little corner of the world. I hope that things continue to go well for you. I look forward to meeting you again, my dear. Under better circumstances.

[Jenara]

"That is most generous, truly. They should not approach it, doing so as you say they would be no match. I hope we will be." She adds with a slight shudder, this thing scared her beyond anything else.

"Would it be possible to have something signed, that allows us access to places, so the good men of the watch are not.. overly put out?" Was that pushing it? She had to know. Once she receives an answer she bows and departs joining the others.

[TristenC]

The Meistersinger strokes his beard slowly in thought. There are some who might oppose even written word of your charge. He steps closer, lowering the volume and tenor of his voice. There is... long standing mistrust of newcomers, in a general sense. And while you yourself may have enjoyed a higher degree of freedom than most... His eyes slide only briefly to her tassled shawl, Those whom you surround yourself with do not pass without... ripples.

His voice returns to normal and a small but genuine smile emerges. I think perhaps a pair of guardsmen to escort your party would smooth over any misunderstandings, and open hesitant doors more easily. A gentle hand on her shoulder implying it is no mere suggestion. I shall have them meet your group in the morning. "The Broken Wheel", wasn't it? He adds

[Jenara]

"Of that I am more than aware. Please trust me when I say I am trying to smooth those ripples as much as I can. Some make more than others." Pondering one in particular she listens intently.

"That is far more than I would ask, the Broken Wheel is as good of a home as anywhere at the moment. They welcomed me. I look forward to welcoming them." Smiling she squeezes his hand and thanks him silently.

[TristenC]

He nods, smiling wanly as there was little else to say. An honour to make your acquaintance tonight, my good lady. The Meistersinger says with a measured bow. I regret I have yet other matters to attend tonight. He explains