Kierisen Shadowshade enters the prison, stepping before the desk.
"I'm here to offer my talents to mete out justice. I don't much care for the uniforms, so if that's required forget it. If not, then I would like to sign up."
A Pain Maiden Applies
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*LiquidDreamer
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the clerk hands Kierisen a stack of some papers
"Read and sign these." Now he hands her a badge "Your still a rookie. We will watch you." and now he opens a drawer on the desk and takes out a stack of papers and reads a few before handing her one "And this is a list of bounties that are currently open."
"Any questions, search for the Factol Sana Kross, brown skinned girl that wears nothing but red with glasses, can't miss her."
"Welcome aboard rook"
"Read and sign these." Now he hands her a badge "Your still a rookie. We will watch you." and now he opens a drawer on the desk and takes out a stack of papers and reads a few before handing her one "And this is a list of bounties that are currently open."
"Any questions, search for the Factol Sana Kross, brown skinned girl that wears nothing but red with glasses, can't miss her."
"Welcome aboard rook"
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Reads the papers over, signing each with an elegant flourish. Kierisen then takes the list of bounties and reads them over quickly, committing each to memory, reminded of her lessons. Before, the crack of a whip had been her motivation to memorize her lessons. Now it was habit, instinct. Finally she nods, taking the badge, she looks at the clerk and smiles her crooked smile.
"Justice be done."
He exits the building, her heels clicking on the stone.
"Justice be done."
He exits the building, her heels clicking on the stone.
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A lean figure steps from the shadows as the pair exits, tail lashing from side to side as a girlish voice lets out an incongruously cold chuckle. Heeled boots click on the stones of the floor as she makes her way to the desk, leaning languidly against it as she speaks. "Unless I miss my guess, Swan's Son, that lovely girl is an adherent of one of the Prime sadist-gods. She'll be worth watching."
The bearded man raises an eyebrow, managing to prevent a distasteful expression from crossing his face. "And you think one who considers causing suffering a divine imerative to be the proper vessel to dispense true justice, Factol Nilesia?"
"Of course I do, Arwyl." The sweet grin she favors the paladin with would seem every bit the flirtatious nineteen-year-old tiefling she appears, but for the subject matter. "After all, not every scofflaw deserves a quick, clean death. The tomes of law do list quite a few crimes that merit punishment of a more... creative sort. As I said, she bears watching, even if it's only me doing so."
The bearded man raises an eyebrow, managing to prevent a distasteful expression from crossing his face. "And you think one who considers causing suffering a divine imerative to be the proper vessel to dispense true justice, Factol Nilesia?"
"Of course I do, Arwyl." The sweet grin she favors the paladin with would seem every bit the flirtatious nineteen-year-old tiefling she appears, but for the subject matter. "After all, not every scofflaw deserves a quick, clean death. The tomes of law do list quite a few crimes that merit punishment of a more... creative sort. As I said, she bears watching, even if it's only me doing so."