#cassiele

(Previous Parts- I, II)

Being non-descript was an important trait for someone whose job required stealth, even if it made Vynette uncomfortable to be so plain. Mousy brown hair, plain clothes, and a cap. She was still a high elf, which made her a rare sight, but she wanted to fly as under the radar as possible for her kind.

Vyn was comfortable with the shadows, as any good rogue should be, but Kat’s powers were different. She was not able to watch her work, but the lingering presence of magic in the atmosphere gave Vyn goosebumps. She was unsure of what transpired, but if they were dropping off Donson in an alley, she must have whammied Donson something fierce. She was an interesting woman well worth following.

And follow she did, walking into the office Detective Donson was working out of. Well, he was not working today; he was still waking up in an alley, feeling hungover and discombobulated. It was after hours; Vyn had scouted out the building to ensure she waited until the last of the employees inside called it quits for the day. Without Donson, they seemed aimless.

Waiting for a moment when no passersby might notice a non-descript elf courier carrying a parcel, Silhouette used a copy of Donson’s key to open the door to the building and locked it behind her.

Silhouette had considered talking her way in during the day, but it was pointless; that would involve the risk of people recalling her presence, which was dumb when she had a literal key to the building. Not all break-ins were this easy, but not all break-ins were preceded by an abduction.

With everyone gone for the night, Silhouette could be thorough in checking cabinets, drawers, and piles of paper on desks. She accumulated any documents regarding the Void Elf Investigation and skimmed through the documents, looking for keywords. Not everything had to be replaced; some were character testimonials, some had reports of irrelevant information in the grand scheme of things.

Taking out her parcel, Silhouette opened it. Inside, there was an inkwell and parchment obtained to match the standard parchment used by the detective’s team. Carefully, she took documents involving Cassiele and her mother. Reports of their relationship, claims of family disputes or tension, speculation of motive, and possible physical evidence connecting her to the crime.

From what she had been instructed, they were not rewriting the narrative to make Cassiele uninvolved, but instead directed from a higher power. Silhouette replicated the writing of existing files, making minor but substantial edits. Instead of operating of her own volition or having her own operations to protect, Cassiele was acting as an extension of Ren’dorei interests.

Silhouette made a new document and included it in Donson’s records. Reports of conspiracy and intentions to commit treasonous acts by Cassiele’s mother. Documented reports from those previously close to the woman who would overthrow and assassinate Magister Umbric. Upon interviews with Ren’dorei officials, “Donson” had received intel that Cassiele’s orders were given through official but confidential channels. She was close enough to her mother to deal with a threat to Ren’dorei society, and she handled that burden for her people.

Instead of a matricide, it becomes a sacrifice. Instead of a criminal, Cassiele is a patriot who did what had to be done. Just like that, enough truth combined with enough redirection shifted the story in Cassiele’s favor. Alliance law enforcement would likely understand and respect the Ren’dorei right to govern their people and deal with threats to their own leadership structure in-house.

Silhouette finished stowing away old evidence into her parcel so she could dispose of it at a safe location and returned new, better evidence to drawers and spots on the desk. Her timing was fortunate, as the lock to the main room rattled just as her last document was placed in its folder. Silently, Silhouette grabbed her parcel and slipped out of Donson’s private office window while some over-eager assistant entered into the main office.

Pleased with herself, Silhouette set off to dispose of old paper and report her tasks to Kat.

Have that God any idea of old that stained glass was? How much people in the past fought to save it from the bombs during the 2WW?!? And he change it like this?!?!