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Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-26-2014, 02:22 PM**

The highlander's silence said more than enough.Â Turning her head to look at the slowly passing land, Cliodhna bit the corner of her mouth to hide a small smirk. Garrett's corpse had most likely been discovered and the Watch was most likely going near insane trying to figure out how it happened. No one would suspect the poor soul of a girl that had been marked by the "evil Imperial Empire".

Once more in the office, Cliodhna looked over at the Lalafell secretary. "Um....Did something bad happened? I tried to ask Mr. Erik about it....But he wouldn't say anything...." She asked Nivivi, biting her bottom lip worriedly.

Erik Mynhier · **10-27-2014, 03:56 AM**

Nivivi sat at her seat, polishing her nails as the girl spoke to her, "Oh yes, such excitement last night. A prisoner was attacked in his cell with no sign of forced entry. And none of the guards saw or heard a thing." She dipped the brush in the polish jar and continued. The Captain was at a loss until one of her men recognized that the death was caused by a Pugilist. They are on their way to question the Pugilist Guildmaster as we speak."

Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-27-2014, 09:07 AM**

Placing a hand over her mouth; Cliodhna's eyes went wide with surprise. "Someone was able to sneak in here without anyone seeing them?" She repeated in a hushed tone. "That's such an unsettling thought.....I hope they catch whoever did this soon." Suppressing a small shiver, Cliodhna crossed her arms to rub her hands over the exposed skin in the short sleeved bodice. She had a warmer top on when in Bluefog, but that had been changed long before returning to Ul'dal in response to the heat.

Erik Mynhier · **10-27-2014, 01:56 PM**

"You gonna show me what ya got Erik?" said Cian as he mimicked the pose of a fist-fighter. Erik shook his head, "I took the Fist of Rhalgr for like two weeks when I was seven. I know only the barest basics. I hated fist-fighting." Cian laughed, "Was it to much for your soft and supple hands." he jested. Erik glared but was silent. Cian stopped walking, his eyes wide in joy, "Seven hells... I was joking... Was that the reason?!?" Erik walked in frustration as Cian laughed and laughed, resisting the urge to show the midlander his skill, such as it is.

As Cian calmed himself, they entered the Pugilist Guild. Erik approached the Guild Receptionist, "I am Sergeant Mynhier, Immortal Flames." he said as he presented his papers. "We need to speak with Master Hamon."

Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-27-2014, 03:13 PM**

Cliodhna sat at the empty chair that had been dragged over to Nivivi's desk. Between the two girls was a rather large platter heavy with various dried meats and fruits along side a picture of chilled water. Once the conversation had shifted from the mystery at hand to more mundane things; Cliodhna had made mention of being brought straight here from Bluefog early this morning. Overly eager to take care of her new friend, Nivivi insisted on procuring some snacks for them to share. Using her free hand Cliodhna reached out for another strip of dried apricot; the other hand held captive by the Lala's tiny one as she painted her nails. Shaking her head a little at the thought, Cliodhna couldn't remember the last time she had worried about having her nails painted but found it amusing so let the other girl continue as she rattled on about whatever current gossip she had overheard in the Flame Hall.

Erik Mynhier · **10-28-2014, 02:24 AM**

The Holyfist stood with his back to the men, "A strike to the back of the head you say? And there were burns internally?" The old fighter thought for a moment, then drew his hand close, aether gathered in his palm and he struck his chair. There seemed for several moments to be no damage, then suddenly the chair crumbled to dust, "That is called the Touch of Death. If you're man was killed by a Pugilist, it was by this skill. And that is not something taught to just anyone." Erik nodded, "Would you know anyone fitting that level of skill?" The Holyfist thought, "I would have no way of knowing. It is an uncommon skill, but not impossible to learn."

As the Lala and young girl spoke a ring came over the pearl, "Nivivi.... send the girl in. I need to have words with her."

Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-28-2014, 04:05 AM**

Hurriedly, Cliodhna was ushered from her chair and through the Commanding Officer's door; Nivivi giving it a quick knock and a gentle shove that made Cliodhna take a step inside before given permission. Just as quickly the door was shut behind her. Letting her arms hang behind her back; Cliodhna laced her fingers together while remaining mindful of the still drying polish. "Um....You wanted to see me Ma'am?" She asked softly, head lowered with her hair hiding her features from view. Biting her bottom lip Cliodhna could take a guess why the Flame Captain wanted to see her. With Garrett dead, she was the only known contact in their possession that might have more useful information regarding the Imperials.

Erik Mynhier · **10-31-2014, 08:26 PM**

The Captain was silent as the girl entered her office, then she spoke, "Please.... sit." As the girl sat, the door shut behind her, two men appeared from the shadows. "My Ghost is going to be upset with me over this I'm sure..." said Juliette, "... He's a bit of a softy when it comes to girls. But you are the only witness to have not been interrogated." The men were swift, not touching her, but moving close enough to do so if needed. "I am no softy, but answer my questions, and I will be gentle."

Cliodhna Eoghan · **10-31-2014, 11:08 PM**

Sitting, Cliodhna snapped her head up to look at either man that had suddenly flanked her. Her brain was swirling with possible ways to avoid harsher methods of the Captain getting answers or worse; her being exposed. Biting her bottom lip to keep it from trembling, Cliodhna nodded slowly. "I-I'll try to help where I can ma'am....Mr. Erik saved me and I want to repay his kindness...." Looking down, Cliodhna let her hair hang in her face and gripped the loose fabric of her skirt tightly.

Erik Mynhier · **11-01-2014, 12:42 AM**

"Good then.... now, how is it again that you managed to escape the men holding you when no one else did? Seems like quite a feat Miss, a young escort, by all accounts a weak little thing, escaping a squad of sex-starved soldiers." She stood now, "Then you managed the entire trip from north of Bluefog, all the way to the capitol. Then to top it off, more Imperial soldiers show their face in my town, uniforms and all, to find you and threaten you right as one of my Agents happens by. Not to mention their connection to this man we were holding....." Juliette placed her fingers to the bridge of her nose, "You see where I am going with this? Its an amazing story, but simple is to amazing to be true. Now.... why don't we start from the beginning."

Cliodhna Eoghan · **11-01-2014, 12:56 AM**

Barely giving herself a chance to breath; Cliodhna let out a flood of words. "He made me do it!" She exclaimed in a panic, eyes wide with fear. "I was really sold to Master Garrett, but he did't have me do what I thought I was suppose to! Instead he made me go back and forth between Bluefog and pass off messages. I can't read very well so I don't know what was on them but he made me give them to the Imperials! I hate them!" She spat, her voice going from fearful to venom filled quickly. "They took over my home and caused my mother to die from her illness! My father was weak and just moved us out instead of trying to fight; mama wasn't strong enough for the trip here.....mama..." Cliodhna could barely keep her emotions in check. "When Mr. Erik killed those other men that night; he really did save me....just not how h-he was thinking." Tears slipping down her cheeks as she spoke. "You have to believe me ma'am, I didn't want to do this. I didn't want to help those monsters but I was too afraid to come here and tell anyone...Master Garrett would have people watch us to make sure we didn't. The ones that tried were killed." Hands covering her face, Cliodhna started to cry harder. "T-there were some notes left in Master Garrett's house, I saw him put them in desk drawer." She managed to spit out between hiccuping sobs.

Erik Mynhier · **11-06-2014, 06:37 PM**

The Captain shook her hand, exasperation in her eyes, "Calm yourself girl. Show some grace. We are done.... for now." She heard a buzz and touched the pearl in her ear. Listening to the other side she looked up, "Sargent Mynhier is returning. I will send you with him, its late and I have a lot to do." With that she dismissed her to the lobby.

Cliodhna Eoghan · **11-06-2014, 07:45 PM**

Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand; Cliodhna nodded meekly. Thankfully her quick story was believable enough for the Flame Captain to be satisfied, even if for a short term. When they searched the desk in question; the papers would be found but they wouldn't say much aside from what their intel gathering had already been aware of. Cliodhna knew that much already from her earlier rifling of the Captain's reports in regards to their current mission. Outside the door, she accepted the glass of water from Nivivi with a weak smile. After assuring the Lala that everything was okay; She waited until Erik came to collect her.

Erik Mynhier · **11-07-2014, 04:21 AM**

He soon arrived. There was a rare sound heard in the Crimson Watch lobby as Erik could be heard arguing with his Captain, even yelling. There came then the sudden silence that a direct order can bring. A few minutes later the Captain's door swung open violently. The Sargent all but slammed it off it's hinges as he closed it behind him. He eyed the young girl sitting in the lobby and calmed his features as he spoke so quiet he could barely hear himself, "Come on then. Let us get out of here."

They walked in silence until they arrived at his home, Tellah waiting for them both as he opens the door. "I have seen to dinner Erik, and I must say it is...." Erik looked worn to a thread as he raised his hand, "I am sorry, but I do not feel like eating at this time, but the girl will eat, her real name is Cliodhna by the by." Tellah nodded, seemingly unphased by the news, "Understood. Shall I show you to the table Miss?" Erik nodded and walked slowly to his office. Collapsing into his chair, he began to think through what his Captain had told him, what had been said, the events as they unfolded. He focused to find the truth.

Cliodhna Eoghan · **11-07-2014, 05:09 AM**

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Cliodhna shrunk down in her chair as the arguing got progressively louder. Though she could only hear Erik's half; it was clear that the argument was centered on Cliodhna and if her story was true or not. Wincing, she jumped with the door slammed open. Granted, part of the cowering was an act but his sudden throwing of the door was a natural response. Unable to make out what the Flame had said, she assumed correctly and followed him out of the Hall.

Running a hand through her hair nervously, Cliodhna was left with her thoughts the entire way home. It was obvious by his quick strides (her having to nearly jog just to keep up with his pace) that Erik was unsure on what was truth or lie about her. This could end very badly if not played correctly...by this point it wasn't about getting more information; it was about Cliodhna making sure she left Ul'dah alive.

Once back at the highlander's home; she quickly nodded to what was being said between Erik and Tellha before being led to the table. Silently she picked at her meal; unable to keep her gaze from drifting in the direction of the study. Curiously she could feel a small twinge of guilt as she did. Biting her bottom lip and frowning into her plate; Cliodhna stabbed her fork at a piece of meat. There was no reason for her to feel that way, so why did she? She was only doing what needed to ensure her mission was salvaged and her own life extended. Once she got back home; there would be some sort of perk from this ordeal and....he looked so drained...Breathing in through her nose quickly; Cliodhna closed her eyes again, not letting that small threat of compassion grow...at least not consciously.

By this point Tellah had finished his meal and gone into the kitchen. Pushing her chair away from the table, she slowly stood and picked up the plate and tea that had been intended for Erik. Before realizing quite what she was doing; Cliodhna was tentatively kicking at the study door as her hands were full.

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