Kayse pickpockets Carenos and gets a small black vial

Kayse had a particularly interesting view of what happened with Carenos outside of Moot Hall on Tuesday night. She might have something from his pocket…but, shhhhsh, you didn’t hear that from me!

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Category: Towns
Topic: Wehnimer’s Landing

Date: 03/22/2017 03:00 PM CDT

From: MERCEDES419

Subj: Internal Conflict-a small black vial

Small Re-cap of last night- (didn’t have time for logs!)

Carenos showed up outside of Moot Hall and had a conversation with a group of us. He kept saying that it was only a matter of time for Cyph (I believe this is referencing the storyline night on 2/19 where the blue flame figure was shot by Carenos). Kayse asked what was on his crossbow bolts and so did another person eventually (Sorry, not home to check my logs). Carenos replied, “a concoction.” Kayse decided to try and see if he had something on him that might have this concoction on it. Slipping into the shadows, she pick pocketed him and ended up with a small black vial that had some residue in it. Before he left, he realized someone had stole it. (Oops).

Some people were around to find out or see after he left–others might have left before she brought it out or was talking about it. She has scraped some of the residue out of the vial and given it to Crux and Raelee to study. I wanted to put it out there that if anyone else wanted to have some of the “residue” to “study” from the vial to please find Kayse–she went to the two people she knew have expertise in this area. I am sure some people have talked to spread the news a little. I can not promise she won’t be standoff-ish at first. (hehe!)

I’ve been writing a couple inner monologues to go along with this storyline from Kayse’s perspective, but I thought I would share this one.

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She paced across the floor of her bungalow, the wooden floors creaking underneath her bare feet as she took slow measured steps. Dappled sunlight trickled in through the window and illuminated the closed ivory envelope on her desk. From across the room, her bright eyes darted back to the desk, eyeing the letter she had just wrote.

Growing up in the Rest, she had been taught that Imperials were the enemy. Despite having different beliefs and duties, did any of them deserve to die? A wry grin escaped her lips, there’s some River Rats who would say yes to that.

She paused to glance out the window and the grin faded. Chewing her lip, her face was painted with perplexity as her eyes shifted back to her desk. A cloth-bound notebook laid open next to the envelope, names haphazardly written along the page with arrows and lines being connected to each other.

There was still so many what ifs. Carenos thinks he shot Cyph–what if the humanoid figure wasn’t Cyph? The scarred man seemed so confident and as Rowmi said–bold. If Cyph did kill Carenos’ daughters, Carenos deserved revenge–in her mind. Something just seemed off and she has always trusted her sixth sense.

Moving to the desk, she reached for the quill and jotted down a quick note on the page, before throwing the quill back down. Her wings folded sharply against her back as she twisted her mournbloom hair up into a messy bun, her gaze perusing the page where she just wrote.

Why should she help? What did she have to gain? Who was she to get in the way?

Glancing down, she idly traced her fingertips over the small black vial. Carenos knows someone took the vial from him. It was only a matter of time till he found out who.

She snatched the notebook, vial, and envelope up and slid them into her bag. Slipping her boots on, she moved swiftly out the door.

~Kayse’s figment of her imagination.

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Some townspeople wander by, looking twice at Kayse and Rowmi, shaking their heads, then wandering off.