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The little white feline butted against the sorcerer’s legs as a loud rolling purr could be heard from her. She didn’t know him all too well, and his serpent friend was unnerving at best but if the princess wanted her to help him she would. Jill was a bit curious to see what kinds of tricks this Solar had up his sleeve besides the giant demon that kept his company.

”Meet inside or would you like me to open a door for you?” She asked with a twitch of her tail as they came within sight of the head elder’s place.
"If you believe the door needs opening, I will not stop you. I will be inside no matter how it happens." Jaeda was quiet. It was probably still upset about earlier, but now it was almost unnerving. Eida had a job, and the quiet commentary was almost welcoming as a second voice confirmed his process.

Noone was in the street, which was nice, as he slipped up to the door. Just a moment at the door and the simple latch on the inside had been flipped. Eida walked in and shut the door behind him, keeping an eye out for anyone in the house that he had not counted on. His eyes took on a soft iridescence as his pupils slit and took in the room as if it were outside in the open sun. He needed to find the magistrate's worktable to start, get a feeling for what this man did while he worked.

The sorcerer assumed that the feline had found a way in, and spoke up when he was comfortable that they were alone. "You do have an idea of what we are looking for, yes?"
Either the Solar was cocky, annoyed or just capable and confident. Jill wasn't sure what to make of his statement so she just followed him to the house. Maybe he liked working alone, or had allergies but regardless she was going to do her job. Getting inside was easy, despite how tasty they were mice really were handy creatures for many reasons. To answer his question, she can around the corner from a back room and shimmered into her natural human state again. "Pages with numbers on them. I don't suppose they'd be kind enough to write out that they spent the coffers on opium. Oh look, he's got dirty drawings mixed in this notebook." Jill turned the page to the side to make the people in the drawing seem a little more naturally posed.
Eida sighed. Pornography was not terribly helpful at this point in time, no matter how well hidden it was. "Pages with numbers, yes. Or stashes of the drugs in question secreted away, scrip of any significant amount, messages of any noteworthy topic, or destinations of meetings and drop points. We want evidence that they are working for personal profit, no for the village, so anything pointing towards their wealth instead of the people's welfare will do." Eida started flipping through the books on his table, knowing that only someone either stupid or overly comfortable would be that obvious. This place was a mess, and they had not reached the study yet, where he would assume things would be stashed away.

"You have spent a lot of time with Rebekah, ever since these ordeals started. Do you and her have something between the two of you? Why is it you travel with us when we are clearly struggling to find our place?" Eida jimmied open a drawer and shuffled though the contents, hoping for a false bottom.
”Doing it is much more fun than looking at it,” Jill shrugged as she tossed the book back on the table. ”Stashes I might be able to do, numbers all look the same to me. I don’t know what you mean by something between us. so if you’re implying our relationship is more than friendship, I’m sorry to disappoint you but but we just share similar interests, not similar tastes in bedfellows. Although I don’t think I’ve ever seen her interested in anyone that way, just her work. Is that why you’re asking? Should I put in a good word for you?” Jill pondered for a moment before dropping to all fours and taking on the form of a giant hound.

”I used to work for people who did nothing but talk about how amazing and powerful you Solars are, so I’m sticking around to see if you guys turn out to be as interesting as they made you sound and I don’t really have a place to be either anyway. What about you? Seems to me you were on a pretty tight leash before, yet now no one is holding the end.” If he could ask personal questions, so could she. She shoved her nose to the ground and started sniffing out anything that smelled of flowers, burnt leaves or similar things she thought opium might smell like.
"I am not implying anything, and do not require an introduction, I was merely asking for my own education. The only Chosen of Luna I have known was the one that held my leash, and she was active in her own way." The drawers were a bust, but when he slid the chair, something else moved with it. Picking it up, Eida turned it over and set the seat on the table to he could work with it.

A small wooden plank had been jammed u against it, pinning a parchment roll against the seat. Pulling it out, Eida unrolled it and started reading the contents. It outlined a meeting method for exchanges. A dead drop reminder with rotating locations. Smart for picking up personal goods, but stupid for being written down. This man obviously had noone watching him. Cash and opiates were listed with exchange volumes, but no slave trade yet. If this was here, he would have something else too.

"These me hang themselves. Fun find, and I wager we can find some of their traffic at the last point if we wanted to. Here, use this." He held out the papers for Jill, hoping the hound's sense of smell could speed this up a bit.

"I owed my life to Awilix for protecting me years ago, so I stayed. Now I found someone that I can help. So I remain."
She would have shrugged if her shoulders worked that way so instead she just huffed a little. The paper only confirmed her suspicions on what opium would smell like and she had already thought she’d caught a whiff in the direction of the parlor. ”Well, when you guys stop being interesting, I’ll move on. Ruby doesn’t really have anyone else, not like you with that thing that follows you around or the Princess with her court. Even the An-Tir has his squire, and that stray we picked up talks to his horse all the time. I have nothing to hide so your questions don’t bother me.”

The sitting room reeked of burnt plants and she could only assume this was where the man engaged in his habit the most. ”Here. He’s not very clever at hiding things or just plain lazy.” She shoved her nose between the overstuffed cushions of an armchair. The seat fell off and even a blind man could have see the slit where someone had cut it to make an opening. ”I wonder what is in the rest of his chairs.” Jill sat back and let the person with thumbs do the rest of the work. ”You can’t possibly be telling me that you’re staying to help the Khal, he hardly needs any help. Except with walls I suppose.”
"The Khal has his own elite. They will have nothing to do with me, and I do not hold that against them. The nations he holds together have always been at odds, and sins are not so easily forgotten." He picked apart at the cushions that had not even been mended to hide the evidence present. The Elders were probably under the influence of their purchase while they did this. Eida dug a small leather pouch out and emptied it onto the seat. Inside was a small note, some coins, and a leaf-wrapped parcel likely with a personal stash. "I serve the Princess in whatever she needs. I am not a champion like Knight Donovan, or a warrior like Cion and Rebekah. My aid is information and insight. She will be the one to return her country to power, through freedom or other means. She has the potential to change this place, and I will make sure she knows what is in store for her."

Unrolling it, Eida wished the writing inside was something different. Much like the first paper, this one was a transaction sheet, but the value was for working men. They were treating men like merchandise, an easy way for their next high. It was no wonder the women were fraternizing with the host god. The sorcerer sighed. "We have everything we need between these two. Anything else is just bonus. Do you want to tempt fate or leave now?
Jill couldn’t help her head from tilting as he spoke. ”The princess huh? You sound very confident in her but I suppose that makes more sense, seeing that following her is what the other Solars seem to be falling into naturally. There certainly is something about the woman that draws people to her so I can’t really blame you. If the Khal has noticed, hopefully he doesn’t view it as a threat with her new gifts.” Jill shook as her form resumed being that of a cat. She wasn’t being malicious, just stating what came to her mind. ”There is no reason to push our luck if that is what we need. No sense in testing the old adage.”

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