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Length
2.94 m
Wingspan
2.59 m
Weight
112.18 kg
Genetics
Latte
Jaguar
Jaguar
Driftwood
Bee
Bee
Carrot
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Level 8 Spiral
EXP: 3391 / 16009
STR
5
AGI
9
DEF
5
QCK
8
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
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[ Lore ] The city of Eidolon glitters. It is a brilliant and irresistible pyre, luring people in like droves of starved moths. But Tsade is no mere moth.
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Edith laid out the sketches like a deck of cards. Like all the forger’s artworks, they were exquisitely detailed, and Tsade’s eyes glowed as he considered them. Meanwhile, Edith was saying, “That Second-Age helmet is absolutely magnificent; the tome on Dunhoof legends looks boring, but I assure you it’s a wealth of information.” “What’s this?” Tsade held up a sketch. Edith frowned slightly. “It’s a skeleton, Tsade, surely you can see that.” It was a very big skeleton. It had belonged to a spiney whale, one of the first to have been defeated shortly after Redrock Cove’s discovery. It had taken a whole team of dragons to subdue it. Upon hearing this, Tsade grinned widely. “This is it. It’s perfect! A stupendous target...for an equally stupendous heist!” Edith stared at him for a long, solid moment. “I should be used to this by now, I really should,” she thought gloomily. Aloud, she groaned, “You could have told me you were looking for targets instead of artifacts.” “Artifacts, targets, what does it matter? They’re ripe for the taking no matter what they’re called,” Tsade said with a wink. There was no dissuading him, and Edith knew when to quit. She maintained her disapproving expression as she took out a ledger and started working on it. Tsade took the hint and bade her goodbye. He had a heist to plan, it was true—and the heist was only half the battle. ~ ~ ~ With his third eye, Tsade could detect the spells around Eidolon Museum. Most of them were around the entrances, but the whale skeleton itself wasn’t really well-protected: just some minor spells to maintain cleanliness and durability. “Well, no wonder; it’s not inherently magical or dangerous.” No, the real challenge would be getting something that enormous out of the museum. It was too small to fit through the doors.... “But how’d they get it in here to begin with?” “Can you do some, ahem, scrivening for me?” Tsade inquired. Edith gave him a wary, distrustful look. “That depends. What did you have in mind?” Tsade explained it. Over the next few weeks, Edith spent long hours working on bits of wood and bone, carving and blasting them till they were polished—as polished as the skeleton of the spiney whale. A whisper of spells, a sprinkling of Light magic, and the glamour was complete. Tsade had been busy as well. Bribing helpers was easy; selecting them was more difficult. They had to be clever, light on their feet, and above all discreet. The museum, just before closing time. A guard snapped around, surprised by a dragon sprinting down the hallway. “Oy, stop!” he bellowed—before pausing, looking back at the exhibits. Everything was in place; the whale skeleton was swaying gently within its support field...but it was whole. He reached out and steadied it. “Darn kids, always touchin’ and pokin’.” The visitor, meanwhile, was grinning like a shark. Later, he deposited his prize upon Tsade’s desk: a section of whale vertebrae, pilfered from the spinal column. He’d swapped in the forgeries created by Edith. “Of course they’re good forgeries,” Edith purred later on. It had been some weeks since Tsade’s helpers had started their long-term heist, slowly swapping out the real bones for the forged ones. “Those spells I cast on them will last a long time and bear up against most inspection spells the curators might employ. You’ll want me to construct replicas for the skull and the larger vertebrae, then?” She pulled a face. “They’ll be heavy.” “And even my lightest-fingered helpers would have trouble swapping such huge objects beneath the guards’ snouts. Still, you’ve been a joy to work with, Edith. I’ll get you a generous thank-you present or three.” That satisfied her. Her feathers smoothed as she queried, “So, what’s next for you?” “Well, in point of fact, I’ll still need your help....I’ve been participating in our exchange program as well, you know, whilst grabbing the chance to observe one of the museum’s employees. One of my helpers produced this sketch of him. He’s the restoration specialist...” ~ ~ ~ It was late evening. The museum was about to close, so the guard was startled when he was approached by an aged Coatl. “Oh, Mr. Pewter! Here for a visit?” “I’m here to inspect the spiney whale skeleton.” “But, sir, the museum’s closing.” “Exactly. Wouldn’t do to take the specimen away while visitors were admiring it. Now that the guests are leaving, we can get to work,” said the Coatl—actually Tsade in disguise. Edith and some other hired illusionists had outfitted him with glamours so that he resembled the stodgy old Coatl. Tsade could’ve hired someone else to play the role, but he hadn’t been able to pass up the temptation to do it himself. “I have a note from the curator.” Yet another forgery. He waved it in the guard’s face and gestured to the workdrakes clustered behind him. “Come now, the sooner you let us by, the sooner we can finish this. We want this specimen back here by next week, right before the festival starts.” The guard waved them on. He stalked off to begin closing the museum, and Tsade and his henchmen bustled to the skeleton. “Eergh, this looks heavy,” one of his hirelings muttered. He winked and whispered back, “Well, it’s not. More than half of this skeleton’s fake by now.” “Huh.” The Guardian blinked as she lifted the front half of the spinal column. “Much lighter without all that extra weight. That’ll make for a speedy getaway!” Tsade nodded gleefully. He watched his workers pack the skeleton into padded crates. The actual bones were carefully marked; the fakes, which were in separate crates, could simply be dumped later on. They left via the back doors. It was some days before the robbery was discovered, and the authorities were further bamboozled by the replicas they found in a nearby warehouse. It was only when Edith’s spells started to decay, revealing the fakery within, that they realized the depths of the deception—but by then, the skeleton had found a new home. ~ ~ ~ “The nerve of you, Tsade. Stealing a specimen from the Eidolon Museum? How very daring.” In the sunless world of the Undercity Library, the spiney whale skeleton swam. It had been suspended from the ceiling in all its calcified glory, and despite her words, Nina didn’t seem displeased by it. A faint smile gleamed upon her face as she admired its form. “It’s had quite a journey, you know, finding its way here.” “Do tell,” Nina drawled, and Tsade laughed and sketched out the plan: the forgeries; the hirelings swapping in decoys as the weeks had passed; impersonating the specialist; and finally the nighttime rumble through alleys and warehouses, separating to avoid detection, then regrouping and finally assembling the skeleton section by section, delivering the bones— “But surely you didn’t spirit away this specimen just to decorate this place. My library isn’t that monotonous, is it?” “Ah, how does the old saying go? —It’s the thrill of the hunt! The putting together of plans and paws, minds united towards a single goal. And to steal from the Eidolon Museum? Psh, anybody can make off with a beetle or a jar of snakes, but this...” Tsade gestured grandly towards the skeleton. “This is art, dear librarian.” “So you say,” Nina responded blandly, and for a moment, Tsade felt deflated.... “That reminds me, however—no good deed ought to go unpunished. A little reward for your efforts. It does my dry, dead heart much good to see someone try so hard.” “Hah,” Tsade chuckled, and he marveled at the present Nina offered him in turn: a huge jar, filled with pale violet fluid, in which floated a preserved heart. He accepted it with gracious thanks. Though he couldn’t help asking, “Whose heart is it?” “Yours now, I suppose.” He couldn’t hold back a startled look. And silence fled the library again as, together, the two of them laughed. ~ ~ ~ “And did the authorities ever find that skeleton?” “Of course,” and Tsade shrugged, “but Nina scared them right off. She’s a remarkable dragoness....Very remarkable indeed.” “Indeed,” Edith echoed, smiling indulgently at him. In her ledger, she carefully noted down the payments Tsade had made: to the hirelings, to herself... “Oh, and Edith, take another cut for yourself—an extra hundred thousand, maybe? We couldn’t have done it without you, after all.” “You’re too kind,” Edith murmured. She made the necessary adjustments. When she looked up again, Tsade was gone. “Off on yet another madcap caper, no doubt,” she thought. Like Nina, she wasn’t as irritated by that as she pretended to be. Her delicate health prevented her from leaving her office in search of adventure, but even so, life here wasn’t boring—not when one such as Tsade brought the adventures straight to her.
~ written by Disillusionist (254672)
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[ Notes ] • witty/opportunistic/smug • kingpin of a blackmarket network, deals in dangerous contraband and forbidden knowledge • voice is a smooth rasp which has an oddly compelling quality to it • has connections and dealings at Shatterpoint... • a little bit smitten with Nina • not evil, just an entrepreneur Fletcher wrote on 2019-08-25 14:29:12:
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