A Bounty

[*Zilvai]

[*Lutemasta]

As Jiro READS the newspaper (a rare sight that is!) he sees the advertisement and decides to bin the paper right after

[*Light]

Upon reading this Darremar decided to stake out the inn to catch sight of this Jezzara firstly. Once he had caught sight of the one bearing such name he would determine his next course of action.

[*Sareth675]

On one of Ea'rals more infrequent browses through the SIGIS, spotting the bounty on Zilvai, he makes a point of asking at the Foul Olde for Jezzara and more information.

[*Light]

Towards antipeak Darremar made his way to the hill that overlooked the gatehouse. A copy of the advert in hand. He drew the cowl low and kept his dark robes drawn tight. Into the gatehouse he walked to deposit that advert upon the front desk. Upon doing such he would promptly leave without word.

On his return course to the inn that the advert spoke of. Darremar cloaked himself under the guise of invisibility. As a further procaution he used the spell "Alter Self" to markedly change his form to that of a human. In simple brown jerkin. His hair short and black. His height only a quarter foot greater than he is normally.

Under such a guise he would approach the inn and enter. To the bar he went and with jink payed he brought a flagon of wine and a room to himsef

Once inside he dimmed the light of the candles. He focused and went through the measured ritual that would allow him to create an Arcane Eye from a shred of bat fur. It is with this eye that he would spend the next period of time searching the various rooms for the elusive Jezzara Coraline. ((The eye would endure for 24 minutes)). If he did not find her with the first eye he would conjure another and continue his search. The eye ever adept at peering into small places.

((I'll leave it there to give others a chance to fill in what his eye might see.))

[*Zilvai]

Jezzara Coraline would be seated at the bar side, reading a copy of Sigis herself for other information, likely not regarding the bounty she took. Ea'ral would soon find her and a few moments later Darremar would do so alike. The woman would be clad in a red garment with hood and respective cloak. Muriel grinned a bit to the Ea'ral and gestured to Jezz as he asked her. Jezz would thus turn her head to look towards the individual with what could be defined as a charming and bright smile. Her lips lucious with a deep red hue to them whilst her eyes hold a pure white, mirror-like effect with very long, cared for eye-lashes.

"You seek me? By the looks of it you are hear for my little task."

She turns her undivided attention and form towards Ea'ral. Her voice would be decently soft with traces of melody behind it. All in all this woman looked similar to Zilvai.

[*Azulfae]

Worgazhul stands at the end of the bar drinking. He was possibly there all the time but just not making himself noticable. Hard to believe by the look of him but he puts down a tankard and leans forward.

"Da one who youz want found is a dream walker, like mineself. If her wants to be rescued and it is important enough, life and death perhaps, maybe I can pull her."

Worgazhul doesn't go into much more detail than that at this time and slowly draws back his dark hood showing his face.

[*Zilvai]

Jezzara turns her stare momentarily towards Worg as he intercepts her confrontation with the Drow. Her right brow lofts a little, likely in amusement.

"It may aswell be a life and death situation. From what I heard of the mage who scryed her, she was in a sleep like coma. Then again, if she is a dreamwalker, that may be normal, no? Also, leads are saying that she's upon Mir's jammer, as it seems to be one of the rare few here in Sigil. Maybe start there?"

Worg may or may not get an edgey feeling about Jezz as he was too, a dreamer. There was something sinister about her. Horrific, even though she did not seem all too horrible in looks. Furthermore, there is an evident strange magical bond to Jezz and Zilvai.

[*AniKai]

Somewhere completely elsewhere the paper is read, a smirk spreading on lips of the reader along a soft chuckle.

• "This oughta get interesting", she comments to no one in particular and grabs another cup of tea, flipping the paper away.

She stands and walks to a wall wide window, gazing a while across the wide expanse of Sigil opening a hundred feet below the port windows of the 'jammer. Giving a cursory glance at someone laying still, deep in their dreams, she turns and returns to her studies.

[*hunvagy]

Sitting around at Khaz's, Mash goes through the adverts and smirks a bit.

"Now now, what have we here"

He stands up, and makes his way to the Inn, to find out just who this Jezzara is.