(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a4/63/07/a46307297a1b9eb3e16f2a72f8e08a9a.jpg)<br/><strong>Lust?<br/>? ? ?<br/>Tag: Taris</strong><br/><br/>"Appreciated. No hard feelings on hunting you down by the by, I'm certain you are familiar with the whole 'it's not personal' thing, right?" Lust noted.<br/><br/>"Ah, The King-emperor trains his pets well. Frankly, the Sins have no direct stake in this conflict.. we will endure one way or the other." Then, however, Taris had literally shot the amulet off into the wind.<br/><hr/>If Taris could converse with Mez in Undercommon, the creature was actually quite happy and correctly identified itself as a spectator, the more or less harmless guardian-beholderkin variation. At her continued suspicion he dropped a subtle hint of dark-elves, which of course were more myth to most kingdoms on the surface by now.<br/><br/>On closer examination, it seemed that Wrath had misunderstood the cult to actually follow the 'Redeemer Queen'. which sounded a bit less worrysome, if more ominous than the alternative.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Taris makes her way along the wildernis roads, towards the more burgeoning roads of senval. The light of day fades into early evening, and a light wind in the distance is hopefully not a prophecy of a storm to come. The buzzing sociality city of Senval (The best way Taris could find to describe it, where Maldur was weak, was a city of decadence and excess, the rich not working whilest the commoners toiled away, an imperfection, compared to the glory of Hawken).<br/><br/>Searching for the Velvet Dawn got her nothing beyond a general location, and that only in the most bedruging approaches, with some mumblings that Hawkens made for terrible tourists compared to Maldurians.<br/>A magical item shop was, by comparison, far more easily approached, a somewhat shady looking alchemist at the Pickled him provided her what she desired.. at a slightly too expensive price, but she decided to take it (You find the potion at +10% market price.)<br/><br/>She then spent her time, learning about those at the club and the club itself. People regard such questions with suspicion but, lucky for Taris perhaps, also consider her a potential new pawn in their own political games, so the higher up, corrupt nobles of Senval are happy to share what they know with Taris, always under the assurance and preferance that they not tell she learned anything from them.:<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">The Velvet Dawn</div><div class="spoiler_body">Taris learns that the Velvet dawn is a noble club on the front but in actuality it's a demonic cult devoted to the worship of the Redeemer Queen. The average noble within is but a simple.. connoiseur of perverted tastes, but the Marquis De'crien is the Cult's leader and a man of considerable power and tactical acumen. <br/>They meet regularly, but more recently right now and it seems Lust has told the truth insofar as them following to make use of a strange prophecy. There is whispers of one of the Clubs most affluent members, either the Marquis or the Baroness, and Taris concludes based on the notes, it had to have been the Baroness, hiering a group of Senval's most powerful and infamous Assassines, the world-wide operating Seven Sins.<br/></div></div><br/>Members of note:<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Marquis De'Crien</div><div class="spoiler_body">A Cruel man with a charming exterior, he maneuvered himself into a position of substantial power through political subterfuge. Rumour has it that he is a theurge, one of those exceedingly rare individuals that can use both divine and arcane magic in conjunction and that he is capable of third grade magic. He appears to be the leader of the cults efforts, for lack of a better word. He is as charismatic as he is vile, although a secret whispered to Taris is that he might not be as smart as he thinks himself.. and does NOT enjoy hearing this.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Baroness Raven</div><div class="spoiler_body">A scholar, Baroness Raven is widely recognized as the most powerful spellcaster among all of Senval, if not the lands themselfs. Rumour has it that the Baroness has reached the fourth circle of Arcanery, if not striving to be among those legendary humans breaking into the Fifth, a deed worthy of one of the Talons. In exchange rumours have it that she is prone to sickness and feeble of body. She is the clubs largest financial benefactor, if the Marquis was it's heart, she'd be the liveblood pumping through it, ironically. In mental challenges, she would be hard to best. Physically however,...</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lady Aeryn</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Persistant rumours claim that Lady Aeryn is a one of those mythic dark-elves in disguise of a surface elf. Of course, no one shares these rumours within ears reach of Lady Aeryn, who is a suprisingly dextrous and agile fighter who had earned a degree with honors at the Silverstone academy, lead by lord silvers. Although she is not a legendary duelist, more known for her excesses and.. exotic tastes. It seems her and the Baroness are close aquaintances.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Lady Duckham</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Another core-member of the club, rumour has it that she is a simple, ditzy blonde that is basically the Marquis lap-dog. Unremarkable, if not for the rumours that she, the Marquis and a scientist from Hawken actually, Dr. Dandelor have been working on a twisted experiment together. -It seems that Dr.Dandelor is here in Senval.</div></div><br/>Of course, asking extensive questions about nobles does not go unnoticed and, in the end, Taris has an encounter. Two to be precise. Luckily, whilest she saw them, they didn't seem to notice her.<br/><br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9c/79/d7/9c79d786b84d2cba4686a0d2c0adc84f.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ed/42/10/ed42107858798332d781835697eece7f.jpg)<br/><br/>"So, what's my first duty as Envy?" The dark-haired girl inquired of her blonde companion with the dark eye-rings. "First of all, don't use that name in public, 'aight? I get you're proud of your accomplishments, but.. heh, that's not yers, is it? And call me Lady Estrada, or just Maria if you please. To most people we are but a myth, Big G, Lord Arken, is spending a lot of money for that,.. so let's try to keep it that way. Makes things a bunch easier.<br/><br/>Anyway..." She chuckled slightly. "With the big-guns on this one, you can consider our current assignment completed already. I guess we go train your abilities, so you don't go squish as easily as the prior one. Ugh.. I hate putting in the effort, but welp." She chuckled... again.<br/><br/>On closer examination, both of these two were.. somehow, similiar to Wrath. Although Taris found her eyes naturally wandering to the dark haired one, whereas just trying to take in the blonde made her feel a bit.. sluggish for trying too hard. Although, they did not exude an overwhelming aura of pure bloodlust like Wrath had. Did that mean they were better at hiding their abilities, or weaker? Well, it seemed this Envy was new to her craft at least...<br/>The two of them would wander down the street. Of course, Taris could attempt to trail them, having escaped their notice by sheer luck, it seemed, or she could check out the Velvet Dawn right now.. or do whatever else was most likely to lead to her success here, in Senval.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">How did you do these. I checked if you encountered someone... :P</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hint: Higher is better. :P <br/><br/>Roll(1d20)+0:<br/>20,+0<br/>Total:20<br/><br/>Roll(1d20)+0:<br/>19,+0<br/>Total:19<br/></div></div>