<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">When they exited the Technic Hall, Sybille sighed as she brushed her hand through her raven hair before putting on her feathered hat again. She enjoyed hearing about the discovery of the Rod piece by the enchanting Tiefling, Lerissa. But the information shared didn’t make them any wiser about the Rod. It was an artifact used during a battle between gods, broke and resurfaced in the plane of Mechanus.<br/>
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Now, Sybille may have dozed off during her lessons from her old tutor when she was young but she did remember that Mechanus was a strange place. A place where ultimate Law and Order reigned supreme not just by choice but as a fundamental rule. Everything worked in tandem with each cog and wheel, nothing is ever out of place. But for the plane to ignore a ‘broken’ piece of itself? Now that was odd…<br/>
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“Oh well,” she muttered out loud to herself. She turned to Marek, “Nothing left for us here, we might as well get moving. Let’s see if there’s a carriage or something we can borrow.”<br/>
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Along their journey Sybille explained to Marek the route she thought was best to take and how she knew people who could give them a free ride to Azir. Meanwhile they also exchanged strategies and pleasantries.<br/>
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It took them several days with a rush to reach Vigil and the first thing Sybille wanted to do was bathe! The found a lovely Inn called 'The Sleeping Giant' and a fancy one too. Just the way Sybille likes it. She may have been a pirate but one she didn't forget her heritage. Perhaps she was a spoiled brat after all?<br/>
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She went ahead and rented a room for herself and immediately ran a warm bath while she was putting away her stuff.</span>