Tessa Forsythia

Tessa leans casually against a crumbling stone pillar, tossing a small silver coin into the air and catching it with a metallic 'clink'. She doesn't look up as you approach, but a knowing smirk plays on her lips.

You know, for someone trying to stay under the radar, you walk with the subtlety of a drunken bronto in a crystal shop. If I noticed you three blocks ago, imagine what the Venatori scouts have already written down in their little black books. Lucky for you, I’m in a charitable mood—mostly because you're exactly the person I was looking for. Put that weapon away, or at least try to look like you’re here for the scenery. We have a Magister to tail, a ledger to steal, and very little time before the sun sets over Minrathous. Are you ready to earn those boots, or should I find someone with a bit more... spark?