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Mieri, for once, wasn't thinking about the meal that was in front of her. Her own summations, along with what Liv had offered had made her pause for a moment. She thought about this not as herself, but as a character from one of the books she loved to read. Lips pressed to a thin line. "Right."...

Mieri's head immediately whipped towards the counter.' "Do you think she's in on it?" The Initiate asked, her voice almost immediately dropping. Her expression and tone of voice making it clear that she was absolutely not mocking Liv, but was instead posing a completely serious question. "I...

"Roger, Liv." Mieri answered immediately, figuring that while the other girl was basically offering to pay the least she could do was find them a table. A task that was sufficiently seen to in a matter of moments as she and Thraah once again stepped outside. Turns out, during work ours the cafe...

Mieri pointed a finger at Thraah. "Point." Besides, they weren't all traipsing around with full coin purses. Mieri was more than glad to beg whatever croissant she was feasting on off Liv, but the books she wanted to read hardly paid for themselves. Besides, Thraah was right, no one would miss...

”Oh yeah.” Mieri said with a nod of her head at her two compatriots. She knew she wasn't exactly the brightest fork in the silverware drawer, but there was some polish on her still. ”He frequented the Doughy Dragon.” The report the Initiate's had received detailed a few bits of the missing...

"I am not touching someones dirty bath water." Mieri immediately chimed in, deciding there were limits to what she would do to find someones kidnapper. There were quite a lot of unseemly things she wouldn't mind doing, but that seemed just a step too far even for her. Besides, it took her...

Tearing the board away, Thraah's light flickered into the dark cubby beneath. Mieri's excited face almost instantly dropping as she saw what lay inside was nothing more than a small bag and what appeared to be a journal. "Ugh." The pugilist said with a roll of her eyes, glancing up at Thraah...

As it turned out, the Kitchen didn't really have that many clues in it. There were a few crumbs, some biscuits that the Dreadlord had left behind, but other than that...there seemed to be a severe failing of anything that might be worthwhile. A long sigh dragged from Mieri's lips, and she hung...

Vel Acan Mieri stood in front of the door to retired Dreadlord Algus Senn, a third level of some small renown though, though not apparently one whose disappearance warranted more than the attentions of a handful of children. Rough luck, really. Not that the plucky young redhead standing in...

”Ow.’ Mieri said quietly to herself, not noticing the soldiers who were quickly moving up the alleyway to corner and surround her. She lay there, eyes closed and unmoving, face against the ground. Her red hair was splayed all over the back of her head, and she tasted blood coating the inside...

Huh, turned out Ivan was pretty good at this negotiation thing. The soldiers seemed to all be mulling over the words that he spoke, glancing at Mieri and Augustine as the Initiate laid out what was going to happen. She could see the weariness in their eyes, the slight hint of fear that prickled...

Vel Acan -Eromir Arenahttps://images2.imgbox.com/a1/f2/Sqy8CFyg_o.png Team: Crimson Drakes Roll: 9 Mieri leaned down, softly running her fingers through the grass as she looked around and marveled at the arena they found themselves in. When all of this had started she had never really...

As it turned out. Mieri really didn't make it that far. It was an observation that all of her fellow Initiate's would be able to make for although she outpaced them easily. The path ahead was in fact a relatively clear shot towards the palace, left empty by people flocking to various shelters...

Mieri whipped around in an instant, eyes turning the size of saucers as she saw both the soldier that had tried to kill her and the spike of ice that had saved her life. The little Pugilist offered a sheepish smile and a chuckle. As though the incident were nothing more than another in a long...

”Ha!” Mieri said, pointing at the figure on the ground and offering Kristen a quick slap on the back. Her elbow jutting into the noble's side just a second later. ”That’s one way to make the mission more interesting.” The Initiate said, entirely ignoring Kristen’s warning to stay silent...