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too far above [nq] Empty Sun Apr 21, 2024 1:08 pm

Coventina
It wasn't oft that Coventina Carmen deigned to travel far from the Phantom Lord guild hall, let alone outside of Oak entirely. It would have to be a particularly enticing job to draw her from her silken sheets and shaded window-scape; she had formed a particular attachment to Oak's Streets if not to her guild, which served her more in status than as a home by any means. She knew the people there well ... and they, perhaps, didn't know her, but they knew better. That was a fine environment to foster and one she wasn't eager to leave behind. Oh, not yet. Her pockets weren't yet lined enough with their fears and graces.

This was, fairly, one of those extenuating circumstances. A local terror in a job Coventina couldn't see drawing a bead of sweat from her, and one unpicked by the cowarding populace besides. If all it asked for was a bit of travel - some sightseeing, new food - she could set aside some of her precious time for a little trip. The water of Astera's sea was so pretty beneath the moonlight, she mused as her carriage drew closer to a halt. It almost rivaled her own. Almost, of course.

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#2Coventina 

too far above [nq] Empty Sun Apr 21, 2024 10:43 pm

Coventina
She'd slink through the awning night with little trouble, bidding the carriage she had ... sequestered to sit, stay, good pet while she went off to handle her work. It seemed she'd have to come into possession of a boat as well to make it the full distance of her target, but she lingered on the cliffside before following its trail down. Serenity. Waters untouched by notions of good nor evil, martyrdom or tyranny, existing only to ebb along its flow and reflect the moon above. She caught this reflection, raised a hand in a moment of apparent whimsy, and held it in her palm: the moon and more, just for her. Might she'd one day bring it down.

Maybe she'd just drag it along like a child's balloon.

She left her musings behind with her descent to the cove below, trailing her hand through shadowless air until darkness coalesced about her fingers and stirred in the night. Yes, she could do just as well with moonlight as without. There were few matters she couldn't make opaque. Call it a quirk of hers, paired with that cutting little smile. A rowing boat was an easy ask and the shades to man it barely a lift of her arm, for there was no one to contend with her display of authority and fewer else to argue with the flash of her teeth.

It was only ten minutes to find the den of this beast and a matter of seconds to pierce it through with uncountable tendrils from the shadows of its home -- impaled, betrayed. She hadn't even given the misshapen fish-like monstrosity a chance to plead its case or argue its life; it had disgusting her, malformed and rank, and she had cleared it from her sight lest she suffer its presence further. Its death would do for her payment.

And no life was worth more than her coffers.

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