Re: Festival of Springtime Blooms (Occam, Garb, Tass, Copper)
Violet turned toward Keti as the other Siren tried to get her attention, her own frustrations having grown swiftly as the trail of the harpy went cold. They'd never find him like this, but Violet blinked as Keti rushed to rewrite his question, applying a title to her name. Violet laughed quietly and shook her head. "Oh, no, my name isn't really Violetta, and I'm not Lady. That was all just a little fib to try and get us past the entrance without a fuss. It worked too! Mostly. Anyway, I'm just Violet, nothing more and nothing less."
Then, the black winged Siren smiled and said; "I think I do have a better idea, yes. Come on, we need to find a place with fewer people so I can work."
The first reasonably empty back alley or park or whatever she could find, Violet set to work. She brushed a section of ground as clean as she could using her wind gauntlet and a small brush she kept on her, and then drew out the steel line she used for her summoning circle. For what she intended, intense ritual preparations weren't really needed, but it was best to do everything that she could to make everything look official. She turned to Keti and handed the man a few coins, some of the few that she had left, and said; "Go and get a treat of some sort, preferably with honey in it if you can find it quickly, and come back here. Don't eat it yourself!" Then, she turned back to her circle and knelt next to it, adopting a meditative position as she waited for the other Siren's return.
The first thing she needed was a name of a local spirit, and at the time she was thinking of a sylph that she had known for a long time, Corelin. The tiny air spirit had a voracious appetite for sweets, but unfortunately that wasn't the only thing that the little man had an appetite for. The pastry was for him, meant as an offering, since she'd rather not attempt to bind him overtly for fear of earning his ire. She'd built up a degree of good will with him so far, and he was often a useful source of information so long as she could keep his mind focused. That, and the last time she had summoned him without payment in advance, he had demanded to see her naked, and the prospect of having to strip in the middle of a crowded city street was not one that she found appealing even with the lingering effects of the perfume still buzzing through the back of her mind.
Once Keti returned with what she needed, Violet took it and said; "Thank you Keti, now stand back a ways if you please." Still sitting with her legs folded and her seal skin draped over them, she closed her eyes and concentrated. Then, tearing the pastry in half, she placed half of it in the circle and then prepared the circle, pushing her will into it in preparation. Finally, Violet began to sing, though she kept her voice quiet so as not to attract any further attention, calling out to Corelin and readying to bind the circle about him as soon as he appeared.
(Summon a sylph, feed him delicious doughnut, demand the name of a local spirit who can lead her to Draco, whom she can bind safely without risk of serious repercussions. Also, if this is against local laws of some sort, assume Violet knows this and goes back to her room to do it instead.)
