<strong>Name:</strong>Alzeggra<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Public Sensoriums, Civic Festhall, Sigil<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid-Morning<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>It Begins with a Body, Open<br/><br/>Alzeggra's interrogation was interrupted by a passing patrol of guards.  "All Namers and visitors are to leave the premises immediately until further notice," one of the guards said to the group.<br/><br/>"Upon whose authority?" Rachel asked.<br/><br/>"By the authority of a senior Factol.  Please follow us out of the building."<br/><br/>Rachel gritted her teeth as she traveled alongside the group, clearly unhappy to be so suddenly interrupted.  Alzeggra blew a sigh of relief, something which did not go unnoticed by Talren.  Even it was just the diversion she needed, this interruption would only make Rachel more suspicious of her and the Sensates as a whole.<br/><br/>"You alright?" Talren asked.<br/><br/>"Yeah I am.  I've been through worse."<br/><br/>It certainly didn't feel that way.  Maybe it was due to Rachel's focus on her, or her placement at the murder, but the onlookers shot brief glances at the dark elf every so often as they passed through the luxurious hallways.  The guards were too focused on the group as a whole to devote special attention to any one, but the accusatory glances of the bystander sunk into her like poisoned blades.  Alzeggra could only imagine what dreadful thoughts they had about her, doubtless made all the worse due to the public reputation of drow in many corners.  This made her hate Rachel all the more, for making the perception of others who tolerated her before turn dark and ugly.<br/><br/>Eventually they came to a larger group headed by a naga with a deputy's badge.  Alzeggra recognized Peregrine from before, although they weren't exactly acquaintances; at the very most, they might have exchanged glances a few times in the public Sensoriums before going about their ways.<br/><br/>"Good morning," Alzeggra said noncommittally.  It felt like an odd statement, especially so soon after a murder.<br/><br/>The sight of a designated figure in authority seemed to ignite something in Rachel, and her pace picked up remarkably quickly in that plate armor of hers to get even with the naga's upper body.<br/><br/>"I take it you're the Society's head of security?" she asked.  "What do we know so far about the attack?  Are there plans for a joint investigation?  I ask not only as a member of the Harmonium, but to ensure the security of all Sigil, no matter their allegiance."<br/><br/>It was probable that the murder was the reason for their escort, but Alzeggra had a hunch that there was more to it than that.  "Talren, I need you to look into a man named Heiron Lifegiver."  She did in a low whisper.<br/><br/>"Why?"<br/><br/>"Research purposes.  Trust me on this one."<br/><br/>She overheard Rachel mention her name at one point.  And with that, she interposed herself as close as she could to Peregrine and Rachel which would not get her blocked off by guards.  "I don't mean to<em>interrupt</em>," she said with emphasis to spite Rachel, "but I'll need to relay my side of the story when you've finished your conversation."<br/><br/>"Piss off, drow."<br/><br/>Alzeggra normally did not act this way; normally she was much more reserved, especially when on a mission, but Rachel seemed to bring out a darker side of her.