<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/BUwbulr.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Jazaele Omani  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337106.msg16015321#msg16015321)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>"Aurora Kodiak" Ensemble<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Second Floor<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tanahome, Sam<strong>Mentioning:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Jazaele kept her eyes on Tanahome as he brought Xavier's question about their world into light. Something that she was twisted about for sure by the time she realized that while she was already engrossed in this game, she hadn't been informed or given a script to follow when dealing with the players. Her brows furrowed slightly and her lips parted in order to utter a single syllable before she caught onto Sebastian's approach from the side. She remained quiet while her instinct to accept the man's help in setting things together, and looked at the card that was given to her to read. She held it between her fingers and hid it away after having given it a brief scan and did her best to commit, all the while keeping Tanahome's Xavier engaged.<br/><br/><strong><em>"There've been recent increases in peoples' disappearing. Men and women of all kinds. They've visited this tavern before. They come in, but disappear after they leave. Some names I even remember still..."</em></strong>She'd say with a frown, and hesitant glare of perceived melancholy. While her station allowed her to protect those inside from each other, she wasn't sure if risking her own life by going out was worth leaving those still inside defenseless; should the rumors of these disappearances extend even further.