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located in The West, a part of Exalted: A Tale in the Time of Tumult, one of the many universes on RPG.

The West

A vast expanse of Ocean that stretches into infinity, broken only by scattered islands that grow fewer the farther one goes. Many myths tell of what lies beyond it, but few that venture that far return.

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Character Portrait: Ashen Sky Character Portrait: Astrid Grünewald Character Portrait: Lux Fiala Character Portrait: Calliope Lordes Character Portrait: The Artisan That Which Souls Cling Character Portrait: Nimin "Zeri" Hedrox Character Portrait: Mirror Leih Regium Vertarria
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Nimin sat through most of the morning with his pipe in hand, slowly taking one draw after the other. Watching as the whole conversation unfolded, while scanning through several pages of his book.

Off from the start he could tell that they'd have some issue with communication, despite how novel he found Ashen's vocal inflections to be. He was more than willing to deal with anyone who could catch his eye in the least. Though he did step in when Astrid spoke in regards to Lux. Keeping his tongue in the cleanest form of common that he could offer.
"It's not the point that someone might, or might no be afraid of stepping forward. It's simply the fact that more than a few of us gathered here are not going to be used to doing something like this. I can speak for myself whey I say that when it comes to subterfuge. I find myself not very motivated to do such things and as to our benefactor, I can only say that the possibility of such requirements being needed are still a possibility." He returns to pulling another breath through his pipe, giving his words a moment to soak in. "Now were this an epidemic of some disease, or some form of fever that was overtaking a small town on the frontier. Maybe even some sort of uprising that was costing the lives of hundreds. Then I'd be more inclined to put my foot forward. Even as it sits, I'm not unaccustomed to rescue missions, but we must not forget the scope of who it is we may be stepping between here."
Closing his book, Nimin stands and approaches. Making himself more center to the group before continuing.

"Now as I see it we have two choices."
"Either going to the target of all this directly. Seeing as this not only threatens Fakharu, but Sikunare as well. We should be able to ask that they either give us open pass in her territory, or direct help with retrieving the prisoner. Because if they're willing to blatantly kidnap someone so close to one dragon as to force their hand. Then they're most likely desperate enough to try something even more drastic. Which in Sikunare's case, she should be more than willing to avoid at this point.

"That, or we find allies among the people who have problems with the sirens as well, and if that should fail. We should be able to come up with a more conventional way of dealing with them, and retrieving Amarel in the best state possible."