Meetings Towards the Demise

[Joxia Doral]

Moving with a practiced stealth, Joxia's soft leather boots muffled as each step breeaks through the crusted snow, she keeps her dark cloak pulled close and emerges from one shadow just to immediately blend into the next, seeming almost as one with the inky darkness that she uses to get close enough to have a good view of the Trolls Bane East gate. Settling on a small grove she puts her back to a dense stand of trees and scrub so that she can keep vigil on the comings and goings of the gate.....A handful of travelers came or went before the figure she was waiting for emerged from the town and turned in the direction of the agreed upon meeting place whereupon she waisted no time in making her way through the shadows again to keep him in her line of sight. Soon he was crossing a small clearing so she kept to the edge of the woods, circling around and after he descended the ladder she glanced about the area once more with a keen eye then dashed across a span of a few long strides to slither down the ladder. her swords clinked softly against her armor as her feet landed in the room and turning with one hand ready on a sword she took in the surrounding room quickly to be sure they were alone. On the far side of the room he set a large bag on a table and turned away, leaving it there. With a nearly imperceptable nod his eyes met hers for an instant, then without a word and no further hesitation he disappeared back up the ladder. Joxia was acroos the room, taking the package in hand before the tail of his guard coat had completely disappeared through the exit. and with it slung across her back she made her exit as fast a possible. Once certain that she remained undetected a low laugh escaped her throat...

"Now, sweet Puppet Prince, your time is almost done here in Gobaith"

[Joxia Doral]

Clad in her dark coat with hood pulled over her head so that her face remains hidden in the depths of its shadow she chooses a route that keeps her amid the darkest shadows of the trees , making her way to the alloted meeting spot atop the mountain over lookning the swamp East of Bane. The Salkamarian Officers armor she had accquired was carefully bundled in soft leather to keep it from making any metalic sounds in clear cool night. Watchful for any others that might follow or even by chance cross her path she slides almost as one with the darkness from shadow to shadow with a slow measured pace to keep her movement from being noticed as anything more than possibly a branch swaying gently in the night breeze. One hand stays shoved deep into a pocket of her coat, her fingers wraped around several gold coins to keep them quiet. Joxia moves silently along the base of the mountain, nimbly sidestepping the outcropping rocks and boulders until she reaches the blacker than black entrance into the mountain where she would seem to melt into it if anyone watching was to happen to notice her. She knows the path well and needs no light to guide her to the ladder going to the top which she ascends in a few short seconds. Scanning the landscape below carefully and with a keen eye is satisfied that no one had followed and settles under a tree almost invisible to wait on him.

He had come highly recomended as being able to handle this task proficiently and professionally but she would know more certainly by her instincts once she finally met and spoke to him in person. The wait is short and he slides from the shadows across the clearing of the mountaintop his features as hidden and obscured as her own. He did not try to waist any time after they studied each other quietly for a few moments and his voice carried from the shadow that was him.
"You have something for me?"

Taking the bundle containing the armor from her bag she gently tossed it to land at his feet where it was quickly scooped up and briefly examined.
"I hope it fits properly"

He assured her that it seemed like it would do nicely and stowed it into his own bag.