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 Questionable loyalties, [Quest]
Aya
 Posted: Jun 14 2018, 10:24 AM
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Even for a fairly new arrival in Terrene like Jillian, the tension between Beta and Omega was apparent. She just happened to land next to Crater city and she had been taken in, at a cost visible on her forehead. Thanks to that, she had a place to sleep and food to eat, but she didn't exactly like being forced into the lowest group of the hierarchy and living the life of being told what to do. It wasn't that she disliked the city, though. In her current situation, remaining a part of the city's society was the safest decision.

She had strayed from the path of an ideal citizen when she helped Omega with the metal gathering task. It was a secret, of course. Still, just as Beta seemed intrigued by the purpose of this metal, so was Jillian. Not only because she felt like she deserved to know what the point of her hard work was, but also because she wanted to be informed of this conflict. She didn't want to stick with Beta just because she happened to arrive near his city - it was foolish to pick a side based on such simple, random factor. No, Jillian wanted to know exactly what was going, what each side represented and which one was the most beneficial for her. And since Beta was looking for someone to spy on Omega, what better opportunity did she have?

The journey was long and uncomfortable, as expected. A cart pulled by two Ponyta took her all the way to the mountains, choosing to stick near paths. Jillian was sat on the back, with Primrose resting on her shoulder. Both of them tried to spend most of the time sleeping. The rodent managed for quite some hours, as implied by her deep, relaxed breathing. Jillian figured that resting would be the best way to use this time, as there wasn't much else she could do, but the cart bumped on the uneven terrain frequently. She spent most of the journey alternating between desperate attempts at falling asleep and analyzing her Pokedex. It would also be a great opportunity to train, but there wasn't enough space... And this task would be a little too destructive.

Even in the cart, the journey was taking days. They were supposedly taking the longer way around to avoid the rough rocky terrain of Rolling Mountains. Eventually, they stopped. Onix Peak had been visible for a while - Jillian had been staring at it in anticipation, knowing that it was their destination - but its base was still further away and the supposed camp was nowhere to be seen, likely hidden on the other side of some cliffs. The branded carter looked back at the spy.

"This is as far as we go. If they see the cart, they might suspect something. It'll be better if you pretend to be a lost traveler or whatever."

He didn't seem very enthusiastic about this task, but Jillian could understand that. Going all the way here and then back, only to drop her off, did not sound like the best way to pass the time. She hopped off the wagon, with the sleepy Pachirisu in her arms. The rodent was yawning and stretching, slowly realizing that they had reached their destination.

"Thanks for the help," Jillian told the man without much emotion, knowing well that it wasn't really "help". It was his job. Still, if he was the one who would be picking her up once she was done, she didn't want to make enemies with him.

She heard the Ponyta neigh before their footsteps sounded and the wagon moved again. Jillian didn't bother looking back. She was heading forward to where the camp had to be, at the base of the mountain. On the way, she tied her long hair in a bun and wrapped a bandana around her head, covering the brand on her forehead. With a grimace of disgust, she reached down and spread some mud over the lower parts of her black pants, making herself look more like a genuine traveler. She urged Primrose to walk alongside her so that the Pokémon would also get a little dirty. It didn't hurt for her to get some exercise after their journey, either. Travelers were supposed to be exhausted and not well-rested, after all.

Jillian and Primrose went up a hill and they eventually saw the gathering of tents in an alley down the hill. The woman stretched one last time before she went on. It was time to get some information.

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[Welcome to the Spy on the Witch quest! At the beginning of each round, your character will be presented with 2-3 scenarios taking place around them that they could use to attempt to obtain intel. You will then get to describe your character choosing which scenario to attempt and how they go about it. Once you have posted their attempt, you may post in the mod request so that an admin may RNG the results. Your character must earn at least 50 intel points in order to complete the quest. if your character generates 100% suspicion, your character will be kicked out of the camp. Feel free to PM an admin if you have any questions. Enjoy!]

[ Current intel points: 0. ]
[ Current suspicion: 0%. ]

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As she drew closer, Jillian would see that although the camp wasn't particularly crowded with hundreds and hundreds of people like cities such as Crater were, it was still a hive of activity. The tents and other improvised shelters, wagons and ramshackle shops were all set up rather haphazardly, and most were fairly far apart from one another, as if they didn't want to admit they were all part of the same group and working for the same person's cause.

No one bothered her as she approached, allowing Jillian to observe her new environment and perhaps choose where she should start her undercover mission.

Coming generally in her direction to her were a pair of women, covered in dust and dirt, one of them hauling a pickax over her shoulder, both of them walking slowly toward the center of the encampment from the direction of Onix Peak. They were clearly just coming down from the mountain, chatting quietly with each other as they returned. They could potentially be eavesdropped upon or, if Jillian chose to be more bold, engaged in direct conversation.

Beyond the pair of tunnelers, still on the outskirts of the camp where Jillian was making her approach, there appeared to be a craftsman set up at a makeshift table that was a slab of wood balanced on two large stones. The man was still at a distance, so she couldn't see what it was that he was working on (if anything), but if she was lucky, perhaps she could catch a glimpse of something being made from all the metal that Omega had ordered to be gathered?


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During the trip, Jillian had plenty of time to think about what could be awaiting her at Omega's camp, but she didn't cling to any of her guesses. All in all, she didn't have a whole lot of confirmed information about this witch and his place - she had to rely on her estimates and what little she had observed during her last visit, before going into the tunnel. Admittedly, she hadn't stayed very long at the base back then and was immediately sent to work, so she didn't know what to expect this time. Would there be a lot of people? Would she be noticed and marked as suspicious right away? What was happening there?

Fortunately, things were starting out well. There was a decently sized crowd of people around the camp, giving it a bit of a chaotic, noisy atmosphere. That was what she needed. At least she was allowed to casually walk in, without having to explain herself to any kind of a guard.

Jillian allowed Primrose back onto her shoulder in an attempt to prevent the small Pokémon from being stepped on - a Pachirisu screeching in pain would certainly get someone's attention. Slightly uncharacteristically for herself, Jillian stretched out and yawned, trying to act like a normal person would after a long trip, if they were not up to anything suspicious. At the same time, she took a look around. Two ladies with a pickaxe were the closest people to her. Had they returned from the metal gathering task? If that was the case, they wouldn't have any valuable information, Jillian thought. They would know just as much as she did, which was close to nothing.

She looked away from them as another person got her attention. There was a man working by some table, still close to her and away from the center of the action. The trainer raised an eyebrow, a little intrigued. A craftsman could certainly belong in the camp, unlike those ladies who could as well be passers-by. She could talk to him naturally and maybe get some information before she even walked too far into the camp.

Jillian walked up to him from behind casually, circling around the table slowly, giving him all the time he would need if he wanted to hide whatever he was working on. She was curious, but being openly nosy could be bad for her. She attempted eye contact.

"Good day. I'm looking to stock up on supplies after my journey. Are you selling anything a trainer could use, sir?"

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The craftsman was much greater in age than Jillian herself, looking to be perhaps in his mid or late fifties or even early sixties, judging by the dark age-spots on his skin and the whitish color of his hair. Despite his age, however, he was still impressively built; approaching from behind, one of the most noticeable physical traits the older man possessed were his defined arm and shoulder muscles, easily visible due to the loose tanktop he wore, presumably to keep himself from overheating in the summer sun as he worked his trade out in the open.

Coming around the side, more than age spots and white hair would bespeak his age. There was a certain slackness in the skin of his face, and some wrinkles there as well, particularly around his eyes. But his age and physical attributes were not what Jillian's eyes were looking for, was it?

The items on his table were a pair of metallic, cylindrical, hollow objects, about the width and circumference of the average human's arm. In length, they were somewhere between six inches and a foot long, although it looked as though the craftsman had been in the process of sanding them down. She didn't get much of a better look at them than that, because as she came around in a wide circle to face the craftsman, he pulled an oil-stained cloth from the side of his work-space and draped it over the metallic objects and began rubbing, as if he were oiling or shining them. It wasn't clear if this was an intentional hiding or if it was mere coincidence. Either way, the objects were unfamiliar and his behavior could potentially be suspicious, so they were likely worth noting.

He gave a friendly smile to Jillian as she spoke to him, telling him her apparent situation and request. "I'm afraid not, miss." His voice was low and gravely, rumbling like thunder, but gentle and non-threatening in tone. "There's usually a trade wagon to be seen here on the outskirts, but-" he glanced around to confirm before continuing- "there don't seem to be many out here. I'd check further in." He gestured vaguely toward the center of the camp. "Let me know if you need anything. Good luck."

(Stealth/suspicion roll: 22. No suspicion attracted!)

[ Current intel points: 15. ]
[ Current suspicion: 0%. ]

As Jillian moved on, she would very quickly happen upon a tent, which looked about the same as any other tent- but there were voices coming from it. Multiple human voices, indicating that it wasn't just a trainer speaking to their Pokemon. It was impossible to see who was within the tent or what they were talking about unless she got closer. She was still in partial view of the craftsman she had spoken to, so depending on how much attention he was paying and how she played it off, it could arouse his suspicion to see her hanging around a specific tent for too long- and it was impossible to know who was in the tent and if the conversation would be about anything useful.

If she passed that particular opportunity by, the only other option she'd come across in the next few minutes as she moved on further into the camp was yet another unassuming and somewhat dirty-looking person, who seemed fairly handsome beneath the grime. This young man wasn't carrying a pickax nor any other identifying objects, so it wasn't exactly obvious what his job here was, but he could potentially be spoken to for a chance at information.

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Jillian's slow approach seemed to pay out. She caught a glimpse of the objects the man was working on - unfortunately, it was a short one and she didn't see anything of interest. Just metal, cylindrical items. It could be that this was the metal people had gathered, but they also didn't appear to be anything important or potentially dangerous. It could be an early stage of the creation process, too. The man covered them before she could properly analyze them. She worried that her behavior had been unnatural and the man was growing suspicious and thus hiding his work, but his friendly response was comforting.

"I see. Thank you for the hint, I'll go check it out," she answered, forcing a smile. If the man was covering his work on purpose, he could be holding the valuable intel she had come for. She might have hit the jackpot by choosing to interact with him, but lingering around would be suspicious. By giving her directions, he made it clear that he wasn't looking for small talk, so she had to move on.

Jillian went on, trying to find a fair balance between the walking speed of someone who was searching for something in particular (like merchants, as she had made that craftsman think) and that of a curious person visiting a new place. She was looking around casually, trying to appear as if she cared about sightseeing just as much as she cared about stocking up on supplies.

She heard muffled voices coming from a tent. It piqued her interest. A secret conversation could be just what she needed, but with her walking pace, she would pass it and get out of the hearing range within seconds and she wouldn't be able to hear anything... She wanted to eavesdrop, but with her back turned to the man she had spoken to, she had no idea if he was still observing her or not. Perhaps she could risk just a little...

Jillian put her hands in her pockets, "accidentally" shoving something out of one of them: an empty pokeball. It fell on the ground and rolled a few inches. The trainer took her time to lean down, keeping one hand close to Primrose, as if she was making sure the Pachirisu wouldn't lose balance on her shoulder, and picked up the dropped item, then slowly stood up and kept going. All this happened as she was steps away from the tent of interest, giving her a few extra seconds to try and eavesdrop. Whether she managed to hear anything or not, she moved on.

If all went well, she continued deeper into the camp, casually looking around along the way. She spotted a dirty-looking man, who didn't seem to be doing much at all. Talking to him would be a complete shot in the dark, so she left him be.

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It would take a moment for Jillian's ears to attune to the conversation that was muffled by the fabric between herself and the conversationalists, but soon enough, she was able to catch a snippet of what was being said.

"These freaking bug types are everywhere now that it's summer. I found one under my blanket with me when I woke up this morning. I think it was trying to spoon me!"

This comment was followed by loud laughter. It seemed the conversation wasn't about anything more than the bug-on-human action that someone was an unwitting victim of- unfortunately, nothing that Jillian could use to further her quest.

On the bright side, no one came to confront her about her behavior. The craftsman she had left behind had returned his full attention to his work, the people in the tent hadn't noticed that someone stopped by, and there was no one else in the near vicinity to be suspicion of her. So at the very least, her unproductive eavesdropping hadn't drawn any negative consequences, either.

(Stealth/suspicion roll: 42. No suspicion attracted!)

[ Current intel points: 15. ]
[ Current suspicion: 0%. ]

If she wanted to, she could remain at the tent, continuing to listen for if the conversation took a turn to a topic that was more relevant to her purpose. As it was, the conversation had turned from canoodling bugs to Pokemon in general, so perhaps there was hope.

If continuing to eavesdrop at the tent wasn't Jillian's preferred course of action and she chose instead to move on further into the camp, she would come upon a sight that would likely pull her interest. A woman with a very serious, determined expression on her face was finishing a conversation with someone who was presumably a tunneler, and exchanging items and bags with the tunneler. Jillian was too far to hear the conversation, and there was no chance of getting close soon enough to catch the end of it as the two parted ways and the serious-faced woman began moving off in a specific direction.

This presented her with two options. She could approach the tunneler, a young and well-toned woman, to see if she could get some information from her and determine if there was anything useful that had just been said during that conversation. Or, she could do something that was perhaps more risky, and attempt to follow the authoritative woman to... wherever she was going, though it might be difficult to do so without being obvious.

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Jillian listened to the bits of conversation with a straight face before she stood up gracefully and walked away. This was a bad guess. Inside that tent were either just normal people without any dark secrets she could learn or she had arrived at the wrong time. Either way, she didn't learn anything interesting and remaining there any longer would look suspicious, so she had to move on. There was still plenty of time, she told herself. She had to take it slow and play safely, if she wanted to find what she had come for.

As Jillian moved on, she eventually spotted a conversing pair. One of them had that aura of importance around her, as well as a stern face, while the other appeared to be yet another person hired for the metal digging. The first one looked like someone who would have access to the important information, but Jillian imagined that messing things up around that woman would get her in big trouble. People who occupied high positions were usually smart and perceptive, on top of having the means to get her punished for spying, so Jillian chose to leave that woman alone. She would certainly remember her face and look for another chance at interaction, but at this moment it appeared too dangerous.

As for the other woman, she could be just another tunneler like Jillian had been before, which would mean she didn't have the important information. However, she had spoken to that important-looking one and this fact alone meant she knew more than Jillian. Besides, were they even still recruiting people for metal digging? That was worth investigating. The spy marked that woman as her target, putting on a friendly smile. She was going to play the role of a simple, spaced out adventurer. That way she could relate to what that stranger appeared to be.

"Excuse me! Sorry, it's my first time here, but I've heard they're looking for people to do some mining? Do you know where I should go or who I need to talk to?" she approached the woman, talking to her in a goofy tone as she rubbed the back of her own head.

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As Jillian approached, the woman's features became clearer: she had chestnut brown hair tied messily back to keep it off of her porcelain, yellow-toned skin. Her eyes were deep brown and serious in expression. She was slim but well-built, clearly used to a life of labor and physical skill even beyond the recent tunneling frenzy, and had a few inches over Jillian.

The presumed tunneler turned, having been left after whatever conversation they'd had. Her hands were pulled tightly into fist. If her expression was any say, she'd left the conversation rather aggravated. As Jillian approached her and spoke up, a sharp gaze darted at her, an eyebrow quirking as she spoke about it. For a moment the woman stopped and chewed at her lip.

"As Ms 'Better-than-us' aptly said, 'Thanks but no thanks, we don't need any further metal'. Which could have really been stated before I headed into that legendary-forsaken tunnel and risked my life to get the scrap of metal she so ungratefully took, but oh, she had better things to do apparently. And now we're just supposed to sit around twiddling our thumbs until they give the word and we have to jump to help out again? Someone needs to knock that snotty woman down a few pegs 'cause she just has no respect for us workers. 'Wait until it's assembled,' but they won't give us a hint or tell as to what 'it' is. Apparently it's above my pay grade or worth. Ridiculous." The woman would continue grumbling as she stalked away, a slight limp present in her gait.

The woman's agitated, slightly-louder-than-necessary tone attracted a couple of curious glances, but luckily for Jillian, she wasn't the one that was focused on as she hadn't been the loud one. She'd be able to leave the scene without anyone giving her a second glance.

(Stealth/suspicion roll: 86. No suspicion attracted!)

[ Current intel points: 30. ]
[ Current suspicion: 0%. ]

From here, she would be left alone near the center of the spread-out camp to wander for a while. Nothing particularly eye-catching or notable was around for her to investigate as the day wore on.

As the day began to cool just after the peak of noon, Jillian would finally find something new. There were essentially two different directions that Jillian could go in. To her left, a conversation was starting between two rather ordinary looking folk. It was difficult to tell if these were any people of importance, as if often was to judge such things by appearances alone, but if she were interested in remaining low-profile and keeping with her typical "play it safe" style that had worked out fairly well for her so far, she could very likely enter the conversation or eavesdrop on the conversation without arousing too much suspicion.

If Jillian was feeling brave (or reckless) enough to try something with a bit more risk to it, in the opposite direction there were a couple of tents that seemed to be empty of any occupants. It was hard to know if there would be anything useful in there- it likely depended on who the tents belonged to, which was impossible to tell from the outside- but perhaps she could get lucky and stumble upon the tent of one of Omega's partners? She wouldn't know unless she tried.

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Jillian could only stand and listen in silence as the woman she had picked as her target rambled on. She had decided that approaching this tunnel goer was the most reasonable choice in her situation, but she hadn't expected the results to be this good. The brown-haired woman bombarded her with useful information. So they really were done gathering metal, they were trying to assemble something and they might be needing help again.

The spy took a mental note of all that, but she still stepped backward, a little taken aback by this stranger's open attitude. She glanced around with concern, realizing that they were attracting attention, but fortunately, nobody bothered her after the tunnel goer left. The intrigued passers-by eventually looked away and Jillian, deciding that she had to do something other than stand in the center of the camp, found a place to sit. She pretended to be casually relaxing and looking at her pokedex while she stayed vigilant and waited for more opportunities to gather intel.

As time was passing, she noticed two people nearby chatting. They didn't appear special and it was likely that they would be talking about their problems with bugs like the ones inside the tent earlier. Jillian doubted they would be talking about anything particularly interesting, but it was better to try than sit by idly and do nothing. They were a little too far for her to hear them, though.

She wondered how to approach them, turning her head the other way in search of ideas when she realized that there were some empty tents there. Going in people's personal tents would be extremely foolish for her, she would almost certainly get caught and it wouldn't be easy to excuse herself. "Oh sorry, I thought it was mine," wouldn't quite work as an explanation. But she knew someone who had a much better chance at remaining unnoticed... and even if that someone was caught, Jillian could excuse their behavior. She glanced at Primrose. The Pachirisu was clearly bored, as she was swinging her tiny feet. Jillian looked around to see if anybody was watching them before she pointed Primrose toward the tents.

"Search, but quietly," she whispered a command that was simple enough to be understood by a Pokémon.

Primrose's ears twitched. She hadn't expected to be needed, this whole mission sounded very stressful, considering that they were doing something bad... At least so she thought, the human world was very complicated for a little Pachirisu. Either way, she was hoping to stay out of this, but Jillian's command was clear. Primrose didn't like doing things, especially things that could get her involved in other, even more unpleasant things, but arguing with her most trusted companion, who had been providing protection and food, was also a bad idea. Besides, Jillian wouldn't understand any of her arguments. The Pachirisu looked up at the trainer's face as if looking for a confirmation that she really had to do that, but Jillian's expression showed surprising interest in the screen of the pokedex, full of letters that neither of them could read. Primrose assumed it was all an act. She held back a sigh, looked around and ran off toward the tents. The spy didn't even look at her, seemingly failing to acknowledge her departure.

Primrose approached a tent and listened in. Her hearing was a little better than a human's, so perhaps she would be able to tell if there was anyone inside before sneaking in. The Pachirisu tried to stay hidden from anyone, not out of respect for their spying mission, but for the simple goal of not getting in trouble. Her ability, Pick Up, allowed her to find objects of interest, even those that others sometimes missed. She was good at searching and Jillian had to know that. This explained why she gave her such a dangerous task, right?

The trainer waited a while, still focusing on her pokedex, before she happened to look around. If anyone was watching her, it would likely appear to them that only then she noticed that the Pachirisu was missing. Jillian hoped to convince them that was the case by frowning in concern and getting up, all while scanning the ground in her vicinity. She was almost displeased with herself for having to act like such an airhead. Being a reckless trainer who was so focused on their reading that they allowed their Pokémon to run away was a good excuse for her to walk around, searching for the missing rodent. She was slowly coming closer to the chatting pair, if they hadn't left in the few minutes of delay, trying to eavesdrop while appearing to be searching for her Pachirisu.

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As Jillian drew closer to the conversing pair, both of them luckily remaining mostly oblivious to her presence, she would be able to hear bits of their conversation.

Unfortunately, while the conversation was vaguely interesting, they were essentially only trading useless bits of Omega trivia with one another.

"All this excitement is going to give Omega a heart attack. I wouldn't be surprised if he keeled over before he finishes whatever this thing is he's been working on. Do you even know how old he is?"

"No idea."

"...Me neither, I guess. But he looks old as dirt."

"No kidding. But did you know his real name is Charles?"

"Charles? That's so... normal."

"Right?"

They went on from there, but nothing more useful than that was ever said. Besides, Jillian had a spying little Pachirisu who would be returning from her mission soon.

Unlike Jillian, the Pokemon had some success. It was made easier by the fact that the tent was fairly sparse. As far as "furniture" went, there was only a bedroll and a small makeshift "desk" that was a plank of wood balanced across two stones. On the desk were a couple of sheets of writing cloth. Most had various notes and scribbles, but one in particular would stand out, due to the fact that it had illustrations on it. If the creature was brave enough to steal the cloth or if Jillian made an act of pursuing her "runaway" Pokemon into the tent, the woman would be able to steal a look at the illustrations and notes on the cloth.

Much of it was faded or smudged, but even in such a state it still held vital information. At the center, it displayed a circular object. At the edges of the object, notes were scribbled and additional illustrations were made, all seeming to explain how the object was to be assembled. The writing was stylized writing- cursive, though she might not remember the name of it- and thus would be nearly impossible to discern for a woman still attempting to remember how to read even printed letters. Some were numbers, though, and easier to read. 4 1/2 - 5 was written over the top of the object, and 7 was written off to the side of the object.

Examining the parts illustrated to the left of the main object, Jillian would realize that they were familiar- she had caught a glimpse one of them earlier that day, on the craftsman's table.

Perhaps this was what they were building, then- but what was it? Regardless of what Jillian might or might not hypothesize, it was guaranteed that this was information that Beta would want.

(Stealth/suspicion roll(s): 94, 59. No suspicion attracted! [but only barely on one of those rolls, yeesh])

[ Current intel points: 65. ]
[ Current suspicion: 0%. ]

At this point, assuming Jillian either pocketed the writing cloth or could memorize its contents well enough to describe them with high accuracy once she returned, she had enough information to qualify this quest as a success. At this point, the sun was beginning to droop a bit in the sky, and would be setting in the next three or so hours. She hadn't attracted any suspicion thus far, but was she willing to keep risking it, even now that she'd gleaned so much quality information, for herself and for Beta? There was still time in the day to do so, and there was no one stopping her from spending the night and continuing on even through the next day, if that was what Jillian wanted to do.

If she chose to stay, she had a couple of options. In the distance, the rhythmic sound of hammering would bring her attention to a blacksmith in the distance, working with the help of a Torkoal to heat and shape metal. The blacksmith was facing in Jillian's direction, but even so, Jillian would have to get closer to glean any information, if there were anything to be gleaned from what the craftsman was working on or the craftsman themself.

Her other option was voices coming from a tent that was only a short distance away from her current position, slightly muffled. If she looked for the source, Jillian would find a tent, set up somewhat apart from all other tents. Her last attempt at eavesdropping outside of a tent hadn't been successful, but perhaps the second time was the charm? There was always a chance.

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Once again Jillian's attempt at eavesdropping brought similar results: she didn't learn anything very important, but she also didn't get herself in trouble. For a moment she thought that she was about to find out something very juicy, but the conversation strayed from Omega's project to the man himself. As much as his real name wasn't something she was aware of, she doubted it mattered much. As naturally as she had approached, Jillian walked away, still pretending to be on the look out for her Pachirisu, heading the way Primrose had actually gone. Perhaps she had more luck than Jillian and would be coming back soon.

The woman did learn something though, or rather: she had a suspicion confirmed. Omega was working on something and it was important. Which meant that Beta's interest was well-placed. The crucial detail was still missing: what was it exactly? Whether Beta would be satisfied with her findings or not, Jillian's curiosity wasn't going to let her rest so easily.

Primrose felt like her heart was going to stop once she entered the forbidden area. There wasn't much time to think, but she quickly spotted something of interest. A piece of cloth with something drawn or written on it. It was probably thanks to Jillian's recent reading lessons that the Pachirisu immediately recognized it as something of value. The trainer seemed to care a lot about all these strange markings and symbols that humans put on objects. Their meaning and purpose remained a mystery to the rodent, but considering that Jillian had shown so much interest in this kind of stuff, she believed this object could be what the trainer wanted. Without thinking twice, Primrose grabbed it and ran back on her short legs, holding the piece of cloth close. Her mind was fuzzy. The adrenaline was getting to her, but she found motivation in imagining that her human would be proud of her.

Jillian saw the Pachirisu heading her way from a distance and she moved closer to meet her. She looked around to make sure she wasn't being watched and quickly took the piece of cloth from Primrose and slid it into her bag, without even looking at it. Whatever it was that Primrose had stolen, Jillian didn't want to be seen with it until she was out of the dangerous territory.

She patted the Pachirisu's head, provoking a rarely seen smile of pride on the round face. "Good Primrose," the woman whispered, picking the rodent up and placing her on a shoulder. She hoped that to anyone watching from the sidelines, it would simply look like a reunion of a trainer and a lost Pokémon.

Unaware of the precious information portrayed on the cloth in her bag, Jillian looked for more ways to figure out Omega's plans. She was hanging out in the camp, minding her own business and looking for opportunities. As the day progressed, more people appeared to head into their tents, at least so it would seem considering the distant, muffled voices coming from inside. But Jillian had given up on eavesdropping. It was very risky and a real hit-or-miss strategy. So far her luck was mediocre: no valuable information found, but also no trouble attracted. However, she didn't want to push her luck any further. Sooner or later, someone would notice her snooping around the tents and she was running out of ways to appear natural doing it. She couldn't be constantly dropping objects or losing her Pokémon.

Jillian definitely wasn't a hasty person, but considering the fact that she had stolen something and the proof was still in her bag, she didn't want to linger in the camp for very long. She recalled that the cart would be waiting for her behind some of the nearby hills. The wagon-driver had told her where to meet. The option of going back was always there and she certainly wanted to at least sneak away from the camp for a little while, if not the entire night. After all, she didn't have a place to sleep and spending the night somewhere on the ground could look out of place - she didn't know what the people here were used to, so she wasn't certain. On second thought, nighttime could be a good time to investigating, if she could only avoid appearing suspicious. Whatever the case, she certainly wanted to get away from the camp to look at her finding and maybe hide it somewhere safe.

There was the blacksmith in the distance, but Jillian was hesitant about approaching them. It could have to do with that thing Omega was working on, but was it really that natural to approach a blacksmith like that? She thought of a strategy and went for it, telling herself that if anything goes wrong, she can always escape.

"Excuse me," she attempted to get their attention once she was close enough, once again making sure to give the person enough time to hide any secrets if they had any. She didn't want to look like she was spying or something. "Am I right to think you're working on smithing? I'm going back into the wilderness soon and I was wondering if I shouldn't get a weapon. Is there anything on sale?"

Considering her earlier attempts at making herself look like a simple adventurer in search for supplies, this should be credible. The worst that could happen would be having to actually buy a weapon, Jillian hoped.

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This blacksmith, unlike the first she had encountered, made no effort to hide what she was working on. The woman's hair was short and choppy, her skin flushed pink with a hint of sunburn, her eyes icy blue and trained on the hot piece of metal that she was working with. It was hard to determine what exactly the female blacksmith was working on, as it was glowing red, still being formed, held by tongs as she hammered it into shape. It seemed that she was fashioning it after the shape that she had seen the other blacksmith working on, as well: a slightly curved tube.

As the metal began to cool, the woman moved the tube, still holding it with the tongs, over her Torkoal's back for him to head it back up again so she could continue shaping it.

She spared Jillian a single withering glance, clearly not as friendly as the first blacksmith she'd met. "Are you blind, lady?" was her only initial response to Jillian as she focused on the heating metal. As the metal began to glow red-hot again, she pulled it away and began hammering at it again.

"What are you doing here?" The question had more weight than simply 'what are you doing at my table'. It seemed the blacksmith had caught on to some gap in Jillian's knowledge...

(Stealth/suspicion roll(s): 13. Suspicion attracted! Jillian has a chance to deflect the suspicion. Charisma roll will occur in my next post, based on her charisma skill and her reaction.)

[ Current intel points: 75. ]
[ Current suspicion: 0%*. ]

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