A visitor for Kerrak

[Jirai]

The woman was frustrated. This was never a good thing.

She was quite accustomed to having the Straka try to arrest her for one thing or another. Usually, those reasons included arson, poisoning, assault, attempted assault - things of that nature. Usually, reasons did not include doing her job.

That was not the truely frustrating part, though. The frustrating part was having a certain Councillor, who had proven unwilling to abide by the terms of the Straka's attempted house arrest, quite brazenly take over several of her "safe spots" in place of his guarded shop.

After venting her immediate fury (an unpleasant process for those in her immediate vicinity), the hooded woman made her way into Myrken Town. This was a rare enough occurance from a woman who had good reason to go out of her way to remain unnoticed. Such was not her goal today. In fact, she was planning on being noticed, by a specific person, at least - The Councillor of Defense. As Kerrak was the only other councillor that she was on civil terms with, he seemed to be a good choice to seek out!

She made her way to the Councillor's office.

[Vanidor]

And for once, the man would be found within the confines of his own office. Behind a desk heavy with papers and letters and little tidbits of information. A letter from Councilor Roschen (that had been an interesting find, when he finally made it back here), something from Straka itself. A few other notes as well, one clearly marked as having come from New Dauntless, another from Thessilane. What mail the man got! Not that the letters mattered. What mattered was that the man was there.

And guarded.

Though not by Straka, who was usually tasked with guarding the Meetinghouse in which his office rested. Surely there were some of those most able men outside of the building. But inside was another story. Two of his own, grizzled and aloof stood outside the door. One would courteously, nodding his head slightly to the drowess. Inside, a hand would droop before her, forestalling any motion further into the room. A nod from a worn looking councilor would allow her further egress. Those eyes of his raising to the woman in the doorway. Another nod of his head sent the guardsman in the room outside, him closing the door behind him.

"So, Mistress Jirai. I can only presume your apperance has something to do with Councilor Roschen's disapperance, hm? Please, fill me in on whatever madness is going on in our fair province." It was well and good to get this sort of thing out in the open directly. And after the events of the last month, Kerrak had no urge to dilly dally.

[Jirai]

She was carefully polite to those guarding the Councillor, courteous nod met by courteous nod before she was given leave to enter. A similar nod would be offered to Kerrak himself as she stepped into his office.

"Blunt as ever, I see."

She appreciated that, though. No need to dance around the reason for her vist - there were plenty of other things that needed to be danced around. She pushed her hood back slightly, allowing her scarred face to become more visible, though the cloak itself remained wrapped around her body - probably due to the cold outside, as it did little anymore to hide her advancing pregnancy.

"As you are, effectively, the only Councillor left, I figured that you would be the one to speak to in this matter."

Treadwell was a fairy, and Altias a piece of raw meat. Suede was wanted by the Straka, and Giscard was - as always - hidden away. That accounted for all of them. Really, the state of the Council was a bit disturbing. She rocked back on her heels, gaze locked on the Councillor of Defense.

"Councillor Roschen has been out of town. He remains unaware of Straka's... request. I currently have no effective way to contact him."

If she seemed a bit irritated, well, that was to be expected from a guard whose ward seemed intent on evading her presence.

"Captain Daniels has decided that this means that Roschen is to be arrested instead of placed under house arrest. As of yet, I still have not heard of any charges."

Having completed her initial statement, she would await a response before deciding whether or not to inform the man of several other interesting facts she had gathered.

[Vanidor]

"The more recent developments are indeed most disturbing. You would think that we are in the midst of a coup here, eh? I will see what I can do, of course, but I think you should tell me everything that you know. Such as why, under the light, someone like Captain Daniels would want to arrest or detain Councilor Roschen."

Blunt as ever indeed. It made things easier, especially when you didn't need to worry about the diplomatic niceties. And in this case, Kerrak could have cared less. He had, as he saw it, a province to protect. And that ment that'd he'd need what was left of the council -and- Straka working together.

He'd go to the Captain once he was done with Jirai, most likely.

[Jirai]

Everything she knew? Oh, the Councillor knew her better than that. A fact which might or might not work in her favor.

"I would certainly like to know the answer to that, as well."

Of course, she might very well know the answer already, but there were games within games to be played here, and this particular move did not involve revealing certain things.

"Whatever the reason for that, Daniels seems to have some other things on his mind as well. I walked in on Ariane and the Captain yesterday in the middle of a small...altercation. I doubt that she would be so...upset by the prospect of Suede's arrest."

What did it all mean? Well, Kerrak was quite capable of drawing his own conclusions.

[Vanidor]

"You and him are thick as thieves, Jirai. That much I know. And I also know that he had been... suggested as man who could move things. Interesting that. I can only imagine that this... or perhaps his assumption of the new position on the council, is the centre of the Captain's ire. But... please, enlighten me a little more.

When I go talk to him, and Ariane for that matter, I want as many horses lined up as I can... What -were- Ariane and the Captain talking about anyway?"

Nice how he continued to refer to Daniels' position with that strong emphasis. Yes, the Capital letter was there. It wasn't captain Daniels, but -Captain Daniels-. He respected the man, that much was evident. But he also respected Roschen for doing what he had to at times.

So. Time to talk.

[Jirai]

Time to talk, indeed. Perhaps.

"I was not privvy to the entire conversation, but I believe it was about Bromn. And really, Kerrak. "Thick as thieves" we may be, but I am scarcely psychic. How am I supposed to know what these charges Daniels has invented are about? He has certainly refused to tell me."

Kerrak might respect the man, but Jirai most certainly did not, nor did she bother to hide her opinion.

"Now, I have other things to attend to. If that is all, I will leave you to your work."

A nod would have to serve in place of the mocking bow that she was currently incapable of performing, and the woman would pull her hood back into place as she turned. If not stopped, she would simply step out the door.

[Vanidor]

"Indeed. Perhaps I should choose my words a bit more carefully, hm. In any case, the Light go with you Jirai, if only to cast the right shadows for you to hide in."

Kerrak wouldn't bother to rise, at least not until the woman was long gone from the office and the council hall itself. A glance would bring one of his men into the office, and Kerrak would hand a heavy parcel over.

"Take this to the Order of Straka. Leave the letter attached. Then send someone for my horse." With that, Kerrak would then lean back in his chair and wait.