A Bounty

[*Zilvai]

Mashanie would walk into the scene where Jezzara is at the bar, talking to Worg and the Drow to either of her sides. Somewhere around there would likely be Darremar alike in his humanoid altered self.

[*Lutemasta]

Later then a halfling runs into the inn with a three tipped pirate hat falling over his own feet in the process.
Shortly after he jumps up to his feet and declares

"I THE MIGHTY JIRO SEEK A WOMEN BY THE NAME OF JEZZARA!!"

[*hunvagy]

*Mash is about to raise his voice when Jiro busts in. He smirks and decides to let the events unfold for now, taking the nearest table.*

[*Zilvai]

Jezz narrows her eyes a little, putting her arms before her chest whilst her hands would be protectively settled by her right cheek.

"Goodness... who is that?" She asked the others around her as she looks to Jiro.

[*Azulfae]

Worg takes the disruption created by Jiro as an opportunity to leave. He slips back from the bar and walks around the back of several pillars and around to the doorway of the inn.

[*Light]

One of the first actions that he took upon confirming a sighting and getting a good view of the woman whom had made the advert. He ended the spell. Made for the nearest window that faced the opposite side of the inn. He would open it cast a levitation spell and promptly jump out the window using the levitation to land safely on the street below.

After which he made his way out of the merchants ward to plan his next course of action.

[*Sareth675]

Ea'ral would abruptly blink from the appearance of Worg and then Jiro in turn, before turning back to Jezz.

"Maybe better if we have a chat later, when you're not so wanted hmm? Any time you think you'll be around the bazaar, if not just, leave me a message with all the details of the kidnapping that you know of at my room. Ta muchly."

He handed her a piece of paper with details on how to contact him, then turned on his heel and left the inn. Hopefully, this would give her some time to focus on the louder bounty hunters.

[*Azulfae]

Worgazhul slipped through the streets and headed for the Sensate Civic Festhall.

Once inside he found himself a nice calm sensory room and got himself comfortable before slipping off to sleep.

Withing the next few hours he drifts from dream to dream but then finds himself within the familiar halls of the Lunatics rise.

He turns a corner and finds himself met with a long endless corridor lined with thousands upon thouands of doors. Lucidity grips him and he remembers why he is here. He paces the long corrodor running his long dark and grissly fingernails along the walls on either side of him. As he passes door he pushes his hands out flat and lets his palms run across the doors. He senses colours and feelings and personalities before he meets the next wall and grinds his nails once more.

After what seems like a long while he stops and removes his hand from one door before turning to the other and putting both hands upon it. His eyes shine from within his dark hood and illuminate the door in a deep crimson light.

"Zilvai...." He mutters before pushing with both hands into the door. As it opens the light of her mind shines out and whites out the corridor and then there he is within her dream on four legs now instead of two, a Worg.

[[Feel free to show me what Zilvai would be dreaming or if you want to keep it private, send it as a PM. Up to you. It can be as little or as much as she wants to reveal to him. I gather she would recognise a Worg in her dream as being Worg. She has known him long enough.]]

[*Lutemasta]

"WHERE ARE YOU?! REAVEAL YOURSELF JEZZERA!"
hands on his hips he looks around the room for someone that could be the women he seeks.
"Im here to rescue ZILLEH!"

[*Zilvai]

((EDIT:))

Worg would find himself somewhere that was far from light which the door seems to have decieved him with. Zilvai's dream is a rawr figment of chaos however, Worg seems right now in "the eye of the storm." His surroundings are engulfed with ambience that rivals a part of the Ferine Woods. One might guess she reconstructed bits of it within her dream. However, should he look out towards the horizon and the sky, there would be nothing but a flow of insanity, odd projections, despair and aswell void. If he ever travelled to the Far Realm, the sight may be similar.

((Worg, I got a few plans so if you are online today I'll invite ya to a small eventish thing IG.))

In the meantime in the inn, Jezz sighs towards Jiro's direction, likely in preperation. Avast she gathers a smile and offers a wave.

"Sir, I am Jezzara." She said whilst playing with Ea's information card.