“OW!”
She was leaving the Booty Bay offices for Lounge when the rather hard pebble bounced off her head. She glared angrily at the sky, then blinked a few times in surprised before she recognized the face peering over the roof edge’s, urgently waving at her.
“Renzly?”
“Yeah, now get yourself ova here so I can talk ta ya!” she hissed angrily, pointing toward one of the narrow alleyways between Booth Bay’s tall buildings. Kezrin looked at the dark, confined space skeptically.
“Yeah… I don’t think so.”
The rogue groaned in frustration and disappeared. Kezrin didn’t hear any scrambling or movement, but a few moments later, Renzly was on ground level beckoning her into the alleyway again. “C’mon, I don’t know fer sure if Hopper has anyone watchin’ ya. Listen ta me for jus’ this once, why dontcha, Goldie?”
It was hard not to flinch at the nickname, but it did remind Kezrin of everthing she owed Renzly. With one hand on her mace, she cautiously stepped off the main boardwalk out of sight from most vantage points.
Renzly held up a warning hand, watching their surroundings carefully. “Right. So if anyone is followin’ ya, I don’t think they can see us here. I came ta warn ya.”
Renzly unslung a bag from her shoulder, pulling out a magazine already flipped open to an article. Kezrin’s heart stopped as she took in the article name: The AAMS HIDES SHOCKING SECRET.
It was accompanied by a grainy picture of Kezrin, taken in Silvermoon.
“What is…” She glared at Renzly.
“Hey! This ain’t my doin’! I’ve been doin’ my best ta keep ya out of Hopper’s notice.” Renzly thrust the magazin at her. “It’s your fault for not findin’ some quiet little job like I told ya to.”
Kezrin numbly took the magazine into her hands, skimming the accompanying article.
She could feel the blood drain from her face as she reached the end of the article.
“H-how long has this been out?” Kezrin asked shakily.
“Ain’t yet. That’s a first run print I managed to snatch. They’ll be all over the newstands by tomorrow morning, though.”
“So I got until tomorrow, huh?” She slumped against the building wall.
Renzly forced a smile. “Well, look at the bright side, if it were really that serious, someone would’ve been sent ta bring ya back by now, and I ain’t heard of any new bounties on yer head in the past few days.”
“And ya’d know, wouldn’t ya?” Kezrin sighed with a weak smile of her own. “Need this back?”
“Nah, keep it. Better be prepared for what people are gonna be readin’. I’ll give ya a heads up if Hopper finds anything else out.”
“Thanks, Ren.”
“Keep safe, Goldie.”
She was leaving the Booty Bay offices for Lounge when the rather hard pebble bounced off her head. She glared angrily at the sky, then blinked a few times in surprised before she recognized the face peering over the roof edge’s, urgently waving at her.
“Renzly?”
“Yeah, now get yourself ova here so I can talk ta ya!” she hissed angrily, pointing toward one of the narrow alleyways between Booth Bay’s tall buildings. Kezrin looked at the dark, confined space skeptically.
“Yeah… I don’t think so.”
The rogue groaned in frustration and disappeared. Kezrin didn’t hear any scrambling or movement, but a few moments later, Renzly was on ground level beckoning her into the alleyway again. “C’mon, I don’t know fer sure if Hopper has anyone watchin’ ya. Listen ta me for jus’ this once, why dontcha, Goldie?”
It was hard not to flinch at the nickname, but it did remind Kezrin of everthing she owed Renzly. With one hand on her mace, she cautiously stepped off the main boardwalk out of sight from most vantage points.
Renzly held up a warning hand, watching their surroundings carefully. “Right. So if anyone is followin’ ya, I don’t think they can see us here. I came ta warn ya.”
Renzly unslung a bag from her shoulder, pulling out a magazine already flipped open to an article. Kezrin’s heart stopped as she took in the article name: The AAMS HIDES SHOCKING SECRET.
It was accompanied by a grainy picture of Kezrin, taken in Silvermoon.
“What is…” She glared at Renzly.
“Hey! This ain’t my doin’! I’ve been doin’ my best ta keep ya out of Hopper’s notice.” Renzly thrust the magazin at her. “It’s your fault for not findin’ some quiet little job like I told ya to.”
Kezrin numbly took the magazine into her hands, skimming the accompanying article.
Quote:
Former critics of the company point to one goblin success story: Kezrin Kanzelry… . no record of Kanzelry outside her time with the AAMS… She is a fugitive hiding under an assumed name… photographic evidence identifying her as Kezrin Goldwick...previously assumed deceased… weeks before the planned merger of Goldwick Candles and Waxworth Industries, as well as the pending nuptials between Miss Goldwick and Nozzel Waxworth…
She could feel the blood drain from her face as she reached the end of the article.
Quote:
Upon contacting Brasswright authorities with evidence of Goldwick’s whereabouts, several charges have been laid against her, including first degree contract violation, corporate sabotage, identity fraud, theft, and the abduction and endangerment of a minor, due to her now assumed complicity in the later disappearance of Myzzi Goldwick, which was hushed up by both families involved. No official statement has been made yet on whether the AAMS will be included in any of those charges.
“H-how long has this been out?” Kezrin asked shakily.
“Ain’t yet. That’s a first run print I managed to snatch. They’ll be all over the newstands by tomorrow morning, though.”
“So I got until tomorrow, huh?” She slumped against the building wall.
Renzly forced a smile. “Well, look at the bright side, if it were really that serious, someone would’ve been sent ta bring ya back by now, and I ain’t heard of any new bounties on yer head in the past few days.”
“And ya’d know, wouldn’t ya?” Kezrin sighed with a weak smile of her own. “Need this back?”
“Nah, keep it. Better be prepared for what people are gonna be readin’. I’ll give ya a heads up if Hopper finds anything else out.”
“Thanks, Ren.”
“Keep safe, Goldie.”
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