Re: Part 59a - At the sign of the Blue Rose
"Indeed, not so long for us. I can see it has been longer for you."
Cyan listens to the plan as she sits, keeping expression from her face. Simple, which was good - simple was best, when encountering unknowns. She glances to James, wondering what he thought of it - level-headed, James seemed better than she at discerning flaws in strategy.
But Devlin's spoken words throw her, completely; the colour drains from her face, and she looks down at the table. Outside, flitting from sign to sign, Berd pauses for an angry hiss, and brief anger vibrates through the bridging "What," Cyan asks quietly, her jade eyes dull, "did you discover?"
You...are correct, Devlin. I wish to succor Beldrin, not garner information. The plan seems sound enough, and Berd informs me he is more than capable of removing us from the cell once we have the man. Transporting us there and away might gather more attention.
Though in truth, I am poor with deception. In warfare, certainly. In personal business...I am an actress, but on stage. Is there another who might be better for this circumstance? You mentioned Trista.
Beldrin is tattooed, and there, Roman, is why we cannot simply create a palanquet. The drawings on his skin perform much the same function - if he cannot utilize them, he likely cannot latch onto my call.
Berd...can break magic. Whether he can break this magic remains to be seen. I would rather someone with a more solid method of doing so accompany Devlin. Are you capable of such things, Roman?
Berd continues to 'keep up' with Trista, flitting ahead, waiting, watching her pass, then repeating. Flight makes certain things so much easier, though the woman is very quick.