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"Al, were not done here, get back and-- bah. He's off. Terribly sorry about him. To be honest, I'm surprised he stayed still for that long. He hasn't given the rest of you too much trouble, has he? I know how much of a handful he can be at times." Urug chuckles, scratching the back of his head.

"Now, while we're here as well, I have a favour to ask of all of you. As I mentioned before, I'm planning to come with you. My behaviour is going to be vastly different once we leave the safety of this office, and I ask that you all accept my behaviour once we're moving. Currently there are only two friendly faces outside this room that actually know of my uh... 'above orc level' intelligence. I'd prefer to keep it that way for now. I hope you all don't mind. Rest easy, as well, Miss Jules. Your secret won't leave this room by any means of mine either."

Kylarion chuckles at Alastor's departure.

"While he is hasty, I do agree that it is time to prepare and to act," the magistrate says, "I too have business to attend to, and will see if I can help simplify your task any further. It... may not be so simple, though. We shall see. If that is all, I shall take my leave. And Urug, once this is over, I will ensure that this orphanage recieves funding and any improvements you and Alastor deem appropriate. I was honest when I made that offer."

Lisa tries to hold herself on her own two feet as they walk, but on more than one occasion she stops to lean against a tree or reluctantly reach for Victi for support. The vixen's right, though Lisa loathes to admit it.

Her heavy eyes nearly shut, she nods along feebly until Victi snatches a brief rant about her day. The chimera answers with a rueful laugh, followed by a sentence delivered so coldly and underlain with anger it could have been a threat if it came from someone who had more of the nerve. "As the 'info source' who nearly got murdered, don't talk to me about long days."

Then she stumbles away, toward the base of an old oak tree. She collapses among its tangle of roots and reaching with shaking hands toward her pouch. While struggling to undo the latch, she grumbles, "but fine. Sure. I can try."

"They look like dainty little sausages to me," Raven teases. She freezes, eyes locking like a pair of honing devices on Jules's other hand. 3...2...1. She strikes!

Raven lunges at her hand, wrapping her paws around it and nipping at her fingertips.

For a moment she's happy to play with someone and seems oblivious to the conversation as it draws to a close, then she pulls away and hops off of Jules's lap. She seems about to follow Alastor out for no other reason than she's raring to go get her mistress back, now that they have a rough idea of where Lisa might be, but she pauses and sits, then turns to Kylarion with an innocent, eager pair of eyes to ask an equally innocent, eager question.

"You say you have a pretty good watch on all of us, right? You don't happen to have an update on where my friends might be, if they've moved while we were having this chat?"

She allows her to nibble and play with her hand as she looks up at the conversations going on.

"Well, Urug, I wont look like this either. So, we both will be in for a surprise." She chuckles slightly as she watches Alastor go. "He definitely is a character. But he is someone I trust." She says looking back up at Urug. "Your secret is safe with me. Thank you for keeping mine." She says as she rests a hand on her forehead. "Is it hot to anyone else?" She asks as now even the tips of her ears were bright red.

Raven briefly turns her attention away from Kylarion and her expression twists up with worry as Jules looks near to fainting from fever. "No...?" Oh, Ooooh no. The cat has a guess as to why their demon buddy has gotten so red-faced. The human form isn't her default, is it?

"Try taking a break from that form," she says calmly, and also a little bit dismissively as she turns back to Kylarion. "Shapeshifting is a little taxing on the body, so I've been told."

Victi doesn't mind Lisa steadying herself on her arm or shoulder. The girl looks like she's basically sleepwalking, so it makes sense. Also, she's pretty sure Lisa isn't playing a long deception game. Her aura clearly shows fatigue, even more than her body language.

Victi laughs for a moment at Lisa's sharp rely. "Oh, yeah, I get that one. Believe it or not, I've had enough times where people attack me for things that aren't my fault for me to relate to that." She helps Lisa down to her seat at the base of the tree (if allowed) before sitting down herself.

Victi watches as Lisa goes for her pouch, confused. Wait.... she wasn't planning on drugging herself to sleep, was she? "uuuhh.... do you want to to try without helpers first?" Victi asks, "Maybe it's just me, but I feel like resting with a clear mind might be healthier...."

She sweeps her tails around toward Lisa, hoping to tempt her with pure-white fluff.

"I agree. Taking a break from an alternate form would be wise. I could cast a glamour over you for now, allowing you to 'maintain' the form without actually needing to," Kylarion offers to Jules.

He adresses Raven next. "While on the surface, I requested that my crew only provide me with urgent updates, so I do not know exactly where they are at the moment," he explains. It was actually true, he didn't know exactly where they were.

In fact, he didn't even know that Lisa had escaped yet.

"The last update I had on them indicated that they were still in Telmarune, so I assume that should still be the case," he says, supressing the bit of smugness that wanted to creep into his voice. Even to someone very observant and experienced, his fuzzy visage, robe-covered body, ear and tail-tips, and even his scent and aura betrayed nothing. 650 years of practise keeping his emotions and thoughts under wraps for the political scene payed off well in many other contexts. Being honest, even if omitting things a bit, made it easier too.

"I cant... I dont want to scare the... children... or anyone here." She says softly as she closes her eyes. "I-I can hold this form a little longer..." she says as heat radiates off of her. She chokes back any tears from fear of scaring anyone. She can hear her heartbeat ringing in her ears.

Kylarion sighs, willing to draw the small group's focus back to Jules as well as being willing to help her.

"Supreme Glamour," he says quietly, gesturing with a tail.

At once, an illusory veil wraps Jules perfectly in her current appearance, accurate down to every pore, hair, and thread in her clothes. Creating an illusion over a thing of itself allowed for exquisite levels of detail without even needing to look. Her voice, scent, heat signature, and sound reflection would match as well.

"It will last for a few hours. Should you change form, as long as you do not produce anti-magic pulses while you do so, any protrusions should be hidden, any changes will be glossed over, and other alterations will be rendered unnoticeable. It is not subtle to magical senses, but I would hope that not to be a problem in the near future," he advises, "Rest your essence. You cannot safely do what needs doing if you are under such stress."

She nods and removes her own transformation. "Thank you... I guess I was just being stubborn..." she says as she stretches. "I'll collect some things so we can be ready to leave once Alastor gets back. "She says as she gets up. "Will I be able to turn it off when I want? Besides anti-magic pulses?" She asks softly.

Isabella smiled once again at Drake, following along with her eyes as he leaned down to her and cast not only an intentionally obvious look at Geoff, but clear words to deter any would be arrests he might offer. It was a comfort for the girl to think that this man might be looking out for her, and as she looked over at Geoff with him then back up to Drake as their glance retreated, she could only continue her smile.

Nothing about him seemed creepy to her, no. In fact if there was an opposite to creepy Drake seemed to be hitting it. He was nice, charming, and the catalyst seemed to be he was also handsome. Above all he identified her concerns as valid and made her feel like they were something he would look out for, and so for better or worse a trust began to form for the Chimera man.

"Isabella," she replied with a cute smile, "What's yours?" She glanced over at Nadia, and her smile waned a little. She still liked the fairy, technically speaking, but the relationship she had developed with her would be warden made her uneasy.

In response to the question, the child looked back at Drake, "Um....do you want to eat?" The question was one of which she would wait for an answer before proceeding. If Drake went for food, Isabella would happily join him, though she still wouldn't let anyone near her book.

Unfortunately for the goblin, his sneaky plan failed to account for a particular feature of Adriannu's anatomy; her ears. Even as she cleaned her blades, her ears ears were swivelling around, listening for any sounds that could represent a potential threat, especially coming from her blind side. This of course meant that the goblin's plot to sneak up on her was doomed from the start as she easily heard his footsteps that were likely stepping on debris, possibly making even more sound. Thus allowing her to silently drop the cloth she had been cleaning with and pick up the partially cleaned dagger she had tended to first as the goblin had kindly stewed long enough to tend to one blade.

As such, the goblin hurling the rock at her didn't catch her by surprise as she was able to simply side steps out of its path. Then as he charged forward, the child simply jumped into the sky, putting her far out of his reach. Then in midair, she positioned her blades up in the air before bringing them down into his skull as she fell back down with gravity aiding by offering a bit more force to her attack. Naturally this killed the goblin instantly and Adriannu calmly used a foot to pry his carcass off her daggers.

Finally, she then scanned her sourringds with her eyes narrowed and a murderous gleam present in them as if daring any other goblins to try their luck. Thought the Cathera didn't mind if others decided to try since she was actually having a bit of fun feeling how well her new blades cut through flesh and bone. She really would have to thank Kylarion again should she see him again.

"If you focus on the spell and attempt to peel it off of you, it will unravel and shrivel away," Kylarion says with a nod, "It needs to be intentional, so you will not do it by accident, and only you, or in theory myself but I will be departing soon, can dismiss it without actively working to dispell it."

He straightens and clasps his hands behind his back before saying, "If that is all, I will take my leave and wish you luck and purity of skill as the situation continues."

"Ah, that's a shame." Urug extended a hand towards Kylarion. "It's been a pleasure having you here. I do hope the roads treat you well, though I predict you'd have no trouble if something happened." Urug chuckled. "Do stay in touch."

"Thank you for everything." She hums as she stands up. She really just wanted to get to a place where she can spread her wings and actually see them. She likes her human form but if she were being honest, her demon form is much more desirable.

"Be safe on your travels." She does a little curtsey before tucking some hair behind her ear.

"Ah, that's a relief." Geoff chuckles weakly as the fae snatches at his hand, wrapping her little fit around his fingers and tugging him toward the fire. He lets her guide him and sits crossed-legged, pale, scrawny legs peering out from beneath his robe before he readjusts the fabric, on the ground across from Ren.

Glad to call her something other than Kid, Drake returns her coy smile.

"Isabella, I like that name," he responds. "Call me Drake."

He rises from his crouch and rests his hands on his hips. "Sure, I could go for somethin' to eat." He gently scruffs up Isabella's hair almost like a goofy, doting father and strolls past her toward the fire pit. Back turned to the young girl, she allows himself a brief smug look at Ren along the way, eyes narrowed and smile thin and sly. He seats himself between her and the wizard and pats the area beside him to invite Isabella to sit closest to him, on the side away from the distrustful elemental.

Raven purrs her approval as Kylarion casts glamour over Jules, letting her release her human disguise without scaring anyone. Although Raven can't see her wings, she feels a rush of air as they come alive again, and then probably fold neatly behind Jule's back.

"It was good to see you again," she says earnestly to the magistrate, then, more quietly and with a strangely slyer grin, she adds, "I hope you bring me a gift next time we meet."

She giggles, not exactly seriously demanding a gift, and waves one paw in the air to wave him a friendly goodbye. This day had turned awful some hours ago, but now things keep getting better and better. Lisa and Adriannu might be in or near Telmarune, and surely one of her new teammates knows how to reach one of the biggest cities in the near countryside.

Oh...is it near? She has to ask. Raven isn't the best with direction or relative distance, not that she's even particularly clear on what city they're in now to begin with.

"Hey, Jules, right? And uh...you, the big guy!" She tosses her head toward Urug. "Do either of you know where we are and where Telmarune is?"

"I will attempt to make contact and provide aid where I can," Kylarion confirms to Urug with a bow. He follows it up with a muttered, "I would shake your hand, but I do not wish to disappoint you with my lack of practice with the gesture."

"Raven, I will most certainly see what I can do. I suspect you would make frighteningly good use of any gift," he says to her, "We shall see what can be managed."

"Miss Geist, to you as well. Travel well," he says, offering another bow before walking out of the room.

He proceeds to the guest room and opens a portal to his ship, leaving no further trace of his presence in the orphanage.

Liliath had returned from her water help trip, it had been quite boring for her. She’d rather helped Adriannu. ”I am back Adri, eewl!” She said as she noticed the dead bodies of the goblins.