Dread's recent return with a potential treatment for the chickens had shown promise. Copper had eradicated the fungus in one of the individuals, but Jael couldn't justify going all the way back out to the source. He'd been kind enough to give him the name of a woman who may know more about just how to fix the chickens, close enough that she could convince Erish that it really was worth going.
Picking up Cal along the way, they made their way into the market. When Jael realizes that the woman she sought was, in fact, someone she'd met before... it makes sense. Not wanting to derail whatever Halo was setting up, she instead offers a trade. Two seats in her class (one for Jael, one for Cal), some information, and however many maple candies Wylan had left at the end of the day-- a big ask, on Jael's part.
In return? Jael offered a pile of fine stitching needles crafted from the carcass of the snake that she and Calliope had eliminated a few months previously. A bundle of crushed aluminum cans. A tidy stack of razor clam shells. And for Wylan? Scrap stingray leather lashed tidily together with driftwood, a sturdy practice sword. The trade goes swiftly, smoothly.
J A E L
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As her keepers, Gilgamesh and Modesty may join any of Jael’s threads if they deem necessary.
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