The final step of her return to form was to wipe the glamour that concealed the small “beauty mark” on her cheek. She was uncertain of the term as she could never understand how a small, natural melanocytic nevus could be considered a mark of beauty on the face, but elsewhere on the body, one that contained hair or, one that was larger than a freckle, would be considered grotesque or otherwise inconvenient. Regardless, she liked the mark herself because it was, genetically, a gift from her mother. As much as anyone had control of genetic markers that bestowed facial abnormalities.
Landing with grace in a clearing on Royal Knight grounds, she revealed her insignia to the guards so as to not raise suspicion at the sudden appearance. Preparing what she would say when she came across anyone above her rank, she mentally reviewed the scenario. In her opinion, the books she’d read on going incognito had served her well. This was only true because no one among the mercenaries she had met had known or cared about the small strange girl who seemed to only sometimes be aware that there were other people around her. It was not a high value job, no one was really screened, and for all anyone knew, there could have been more undercover agents from other factions.
Regardless, she had managed to be unnoticeable enough to end up with the artefact, although it remained in its amber prison and she would not remove it from such without clearing it with other Engineering division members. Protocol designated that someone of sufficient rank be informed of the acquisition and logging of potentially dangerous magical items, thus she looked for someone either within the Engineering Corps or sufficiently high enough in another branch.
She had, in fact, prepared what she would say. She had learned long ago that she could never control the other part of a conversation and therefore always strived to make sure that hers was as information-filled as possible to avoid any confusion or miscommunication. This would avail itself as, when she found someone whom she found with sufficient rank or commendation, regardless of what they appeared to be doing, she would unleash her prepared speech. When she spoke, her voice was flat and without particular emotion, although she inflected as normal, certainly not any kind of android.
“Private Ikegami Iroha, last name first name, reporting in from a recent mission to acquire a potentially dangerous artefact. I have acquired the twin artefacts known as the Leyrods, suspected to be capable of locating leylines flowing under the surface of the planet to an accuracy of 96.4%, recorded as being tested by Elder Sorcerer Heironymous Elethan Siitch in X831. Thought to be lost in a subsequent raid of his personal manor, the Leyrods were recorded as resurfacing again in X872 in a black market purchase by a wizard going by the moniker of Death’s Teeth." Any attempt to interrupt her throughout this speech would be met with a continuation of the prepared speech, to the point of talking over whoever was speaking with her. She knew for certain that this was her contribution to the conversation, and she knew that everything she was giving would become necessary at some point in the future. What still eluded her was when in the future it would be acceptable to divulge said information, and so the infodump continued. “This was confirmed in a ledger of transactions from a black market auction acquired by the Rune Knights in a recent acquisition of the full contents of an abandoned library in the forests beyond Morgate. Books within the library contained a number of illegal and illicit transactions and I was among the Engineering Corps recruits tasked with combing the literature for anything of note. In fact, I was the only volunteer for the task.
The wizard known as Death’s Teeth was known to be a member of the Cult of the Skyline, rumored to be gathering material sufficient to destroy the planet. According to the personal diary of a ranger known as Dayne Featherswift, left to us on the occasion of her death, she had been part of the group of unaligned adventurers which had defeated the Cult of the Skyline at Skyline Castle. The Leyrods had been in the middle of being utilized in a ritual by their leader, name unknown. In a last ditch effort to stop said unknown leader, he was frozen in amber by the adventuring group’s wizard, again, name unknown.
Venturing to Skyline Castle in the guise of a mercenary, I have procured the Leyrods and they remain within the amber for protection until I can safely register them with the proper internal authorities. The mission was brief but not uneventful. I also have recorded additional information of the criminal black market dealer known as The Fence, who hired the group of mercenaries for the job. In self-defense, two mercenaries were slain and I am prepared to give testimony and fill out paperwork as necessary in order to detail their causes of death and the situation under which they needed to be forcibly removed from the ensuing events. ”
From the small, badge-covered messenger bag on her shoulder, which looked to be way too small to carry the amber within, she pulled out a chunk of rock roughly the size of a toaster oven.
“The twin artefacts known as the Leyrods, presented for inspection by Private Ikegami Iroha, last name first name.” At the end of her speech, she tilted her head to the side then returned it to its normal position, as though some kind of learned signal that she was done speaking to... whoever it was that she had stumbled across.