[Amber Brightwing]

A mystic? That seemed to make sense. Now that she thought about it, she might even have guessed it herself if she had tried a bit harder. Especially when you considered she knew almost for certain that the bartender of the White Night’s Drink was one of those non-necromantic mages. It suddenly made sense why they had put a mage behind the counter. A mystic could easily make people turn the other way or make them ignore of forget certain events. Like the amount of traffic that went in and out of the kitchen.

Amber didn’t move other then turning a bit when Aribeal came closer. Normally she avoided close proximity of the larger folks as a general precaution. Not that suspected everyone to want to do harm towards her, but in a city as this one she was rather safe then sorry. With the mer however that was rather pointless. Although she didn’t expect him to do her any harm - mostly because she was more useful alive then death to him - it wouldn’t matter much if he did. After all, he could kill her in within the blink of an eye, no matter where she happened to be in this room.

The smell the mer was emitting she considered to be just a 'mer thing'. It was a bit odd, but it didn’t bother her that much and she found it the safest to ignore it either way. The thought of it having a necromantic origin didn’t even arise in her mind. After all, since she could smell arcane things, it didn’t come into her mind that a non-arcanic smell might have an arcanic cause.

Yes.

Of course she was ready. It had been what she had come for after all. Oddly enough, she felt the difference with the promotion, while se had felt anything of the unbinding. You could say that was because she had been out cold, but even when she had come by again she hadn’t been able to tell that something had changed (at least not until she attempted at reaching clara). The promotion however tore down a wall of protection and granted her access too a larger vis reserve, and that she could feel. She was flooded with it, almost instantly having triple the capacities she had before. Gradually she got used to the new feeling, while she awaited further orders.