The summons said the 7th of Eleint, but didn't say where to show up for admission. This is problematic, as the Feytower is a sprawling castle construct: half-university, half-home for most of the city's magical population and (in some cases) their families and children as well.
Well, "problematic" for Ka'Ri, anyway, who quickly becomes hopelessly lost after dodging down a side path to avoid being seen by one of her former marks. She wanders for a bit, but each path she takes seems to drive her further from anything resembling a main entrance.
When she hears voices after what feels like an eternity of ducking through hedgerows and outdoor statuary, she veers in their direction in relief. People. But when she sees the stables, she's not quite sure this was a good idea. Mounts of every possible shape and breed gust their nostrils at the scent of her, and something which looks like a lion crossed with an enormous bird gives her a look at though measuring up how yummy her liver would be.
Nearby, a little gnome is arguing with a human several times her size--and seems to be winning by default since the baffled stablehand can't keep up. Ka'Ri can't catch it all, but it's something about Laerdya Siannodel and being late to see her because the geese were being mean and Jarek had to stay with them and then she was hungry along the way so she brought breakfast and no, she didn't bring enough for everyone but she brought enough for a dozen and is that going to be enough or does she need to get more.
Unsure what this could be about but recognizing the name of her contact, Ka'Ri approaches and hopes she looks like she knows what she's doing.
Well, "problematic" for Ka'Ri, anyway, who quickly becomes hopelessly lost after dodging down a side path to avoid being seen by one of her former marks. She wanders for a bit, but each path she takes seems to drive her further from anything resembling a main entrance.
When she hears voices after what feels like an eternity of ducking through hedgerows and outdoor statuary, she veers in their direction in relief. People. But when she sees the stables, she's not quite sure this was a good idea. Mounts of every possible shape and breed gust their nostrils at the scent of her, and something which looks like a lion crossed with an enormous bird gives her a look at though measuring up how yummy her liver would be.
Nearby, a little gnome is arguing with a human several times her size--and seems to be winning by default since the baffled stablehand can't keep up. Ka'Ri can't catch it all, but it's something about Laerdya Siannodel and being late to see her because the geese were being mean and Jarek had to stay with them and then she was hungry along the way so she brought breakfast and no, she didn't bring enough for everyone but she brought enough for a dozen and is that going to be enough or does she need to get more.
Unsure what this could be about but recognizing the name of her contact, Ka'Ri approaches and hopes she looks like she knows what she's doing.