The Silver Queen [AU]

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Tessa is just in the next chamber off the anteroom. She'll hear you."

[Tethras Clan]

"Is that a bad thing?" Zevran asks curiously. "And if so, in what way? I truly do not wish to cause you harm but I cannot allow Olocaryn to continue his slaving."

[Coquette Blacquin]

She glances at the door, then back at him. "Ozymandias," she breathes, and a shiver runs down her spine. "Ozymandias is the slaver you're after. Now go."

[Tethras Clan]

"...very well, I'll leave for tonight. If you need help- anything at all, go to... what is the smallest temple of Ciren do you know of in Jalzaid?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

Her eyes flick to a small altar in the corner of her bedroom, but she says instead, "Our Lady of Passion temple."

[Tethras Clan]

"I'll arrange for the cleric there to be able to get you help. A safe place, healing, a way out of town... whatever you need," Zevran says softly.

[Coquette Blacquin]

A small headshake. "Tell no-one of this. Tell no-one about me. It will go badly. Just leave."

[Tethras Clan]

"Very well. Be safe," he says gently as he backout to the window. Pausing, he flashes a smile and tosses the flower on the bed. "Tell the Joyous you seek a hawk's protection. That's how they'll know." With that, he departs.

[Coquette Blacquin]

She waits until he's gone before shredding the flower into her chamber pot.

[NPCs]

When Belladonna arrives at the Golden Griffin and gives her name to the 'place is far to fancy to have bouncers but that's what he is' she is quickly whisked up to the fourth floor. A well dressed merikos gnome offers Belladonna wine, opera glasses, a wrap, a cigarette, some sashimi or steak tartar or perhaps a stole? Isabela, naturally enough, ask for the wine, the opera glasses and the sashimi but very pointedly ignores the suggestion she should cover her shoulders. That handled, she enters the room to find Olocaryn conversing with a thin, almost cadaverous elf who looks like he's old enough to be Olocaryn's great-grandfather in lower whispers. 

Seeing Belladonna enter, Olocaryn says something quickly to the elf and then rises. "I had begun to think you were not going to show! Wonderful, wonderful. Art is always better when shared. Please, come sit."

[Isabela]

"And miss the excitement?" she teases as she has a seat. She's gone for something shorter this time, and she's put on a necklace featuring a heart with wings -- a common not-quite-holy-symbol for a Teririsine lady.

[NPCs]

Olocaryn chuckles softly before turning back to the elf. "We'll talk later, go ahead and start with what we already decided," he says, nodding. The elf nods slightly, bows to Isabela and heads for the door. "I trust you didn't have any issues getting in?"

[Isabela]

"Of course not. I don't make a habit of letting people turn me away," she jokes. 

[NPCs]

"You think rather highly of your... persuasive skill it seems," he thinks with amusement. "I must confess, I find that type of confidence... enticing."

[Isabela]

"Do you? I shudder to think of the kind of women you're used to," she says, tilting her head.