New opportunities

Reima glances at the group who'd come with Ciaran, appraising each of them to see if any are worthy enough to be given a position in the city, other than Margarita he found them a bit lacking... Even if the novice mage had potential. "So, you're the guys who helped Ciaran... You have my thanks." he says, bowing slightly to them, intentionally giving them a good look at the two swords strapped to his back.

Zudite "Ah... Are you a Witcher?" he asks, his expressing turning somber from the previous excitement he'd shown.

Reima nods, "I am, why?"

Zudite steps forwards and hands him a dagger, a curved one that is sharpened inwards and resembled a cat's claw...

Reima looks it over, and hums, "School of the cat dagger? I wonder where you got this?"

Zudite "It... It belonged to a friend of ours who sacrificed himself to hold off an Elder Vampire for us. I was wondering if you knew them. They were called Hurtelt..." he says, the others nodding with him.

Reima "I'm sorry to say I don't know anyone from the Cat School... There are a number of Witchers living in Ichor though, speak to them and they might know something." he says, handing back the dagger to Zudite.

Ciaran "Reima, I spent some time investigating while I was away and uncovered something you'll need to hear immediately, I think the council should know about this aswell." she says.

Reima nods, "Alright... Hinky? Can you call everyone to the War room?"

Hinky "Yes master!" the exclaim, surprising those who hadn't noticed them beforehand and popping away.

Reima looks at everyone else, "I'll ask this before I go... What do you all intend to do now?"

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Dythi "I... Don't know. I think I just want to find a place to settledown, I think I've had enough excitement for one life." he says.

Tildanird nods, "I think I want to stay in this place... As long as you'll allow me?"

Reima nods, "If you want to become a resident of Ichor, you'll need to go through the proper procedures, Veritaserum questioning, identification, and a few other boring things." he says, looking at Zudite and Etredi. "And you two?"

Zudite "I... I want to continue my studies, Lady Margarita, I was hoping you'd take me on an your apprentice after everything was done..." he says hopefully.

Margarita sighs, "I don't even know if I'll stay here, let alone take on students again..."

Reima "Well, if you're willing, I wouldn't mind helping you set up an academy... Hmm, maybe just having you teach in Hogwarts would do?" he mutters to himself, "I'm sure Yennefer, Triss, and Keira would like the company anyway."

Margarita "Ah, they're all here?"

Reima nods, "They are, Yennefer and Keira are both permanent members of Ichor... I'm still not sure about Triss though, we'll see."

Margarita loses herself in thought for a moment, tapping her chin with her finger while contemplating her options, "I-I think I'll take you up on that offer... There isn't all that many choices left anymore, it's either this or being enslaved by Nilfgaard." she mutters and glances at Zudite, "If all goes well, I'd be happy to accept you as my first student." she says, causing the teen to cheer.

Reima looks at the last undecided person, "So, what do you want to do?" he asks.

Etredi feels herself freeze upon being asked this... She didn't really have anything in mind, she'd managed to make do as a makeshift spy while working in the Vampire brothels... She was 14 years old but due to her being a dwarf she looked much, much younger, Vampires preferred younger virgin girls blood which put her in their favour... She was thankful for her dwarvan heritage, even if it did force her to shave her beard every now and then. "I... I don't know?"

Reima "Well, you're still young... How about you join Ichor temporarily as a citizen, you'll attend school until you're 16, and then you can decide what you want to do, whether you wish to leave or stay." he says, not wishing to confine her here if she's got something else she needs to do.

Etredi slowly nods, "I-I think I want to do that..."

Reima nods, "Good, Reah, Anastacia, can you handle these guys for me? I've got other things to attend to." he says, grabbing Ciaran and blinking away.

Margarita "Ah... What was that?" she asks, wondering if she'd just witnessed the fabled "Elder Blood" in action.

Reah "Ignore that, I think you all need a bath... And some new clothes." she says, glancing to the nearby scribes her get the message and start escorting their guests to the public bathhouse.

War room :

Reima and Ciaran appear in the war room, the former immediately taking a seat in largest more ornate chair in the room after casting a scourgify to clean the blood from the Vampire's he'd slain off from himself.

Soon after people start trailing into the room, Asgore, Undyne, Geralt, Yennefer, Ciri, Quelana, Risryn, Iorveth, Solaire, and Harry. There should be more present, but they were either busy with something or assumed they'd be relayed the information and outcome of the meeting afterward.

Upon entering the room everyone notices Ciaran's presence beside Reima, most congratulating her on a safe return.

Solaire "Aha! You're finally back Lady Ciaran, I'd thank the gods were we not utterly incapable of finding you." he says sarcastically.

Ciaran nods at Solaire, "I am at fault for losing the pendant our Lord had made for me." she states with a neutral expression.

Solaire "And you're at fault for returning safely, so it evens out in the end... After this meeting, I think you have someone you need to see, Lady Sieglinde will be ecstatic upon hearing of your return."

Ciaran nods, "Depending on the outcome of the meeting, I will do so." she says, changing her focus on Reima to see if he wanted to start the session.

Reima taps his armrest, "Alright, let's begin."