Cesa Alera

Human Female Assassin

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A beautiful, young, red-headed assassin purportedly in the employ of Major General Bron Talarra. Her current target: Jeric Worgrave!

Using the public chaos and revelry caused be the triumphant return of The Golden Saviors to Valencia the assassin was able to stick Jeric in the ribs with a poison coated dagger before disappearing back into the crowd.

Thanks to the quick actions of his companions and the intense healing of Shadowtheist Edim Deepshadow Jeric survived.

A week later Jeric and Sigfried used their detective skills in an effort to find her. Through their investigation they discovered she was staying in the city (at the Barge Wright Inn, of course) under the name of Cesa Alera.

She is in possession of a sending stone, a magic item that allows her to listen (re: spy on) and verbally communicate with the owners of it’s twin stone. A twin stone that, thanks to The Ranger, has been with the heroes this entire time in the form of his Cursed Obsidian Dagger. Jeric and Sigfried discovered the true nature of the dagger during their investigations and accidentally tipped off the assassin via experimentation which invited verbal taunting from her. The stones have since been deactivated on both sides but Jeric still keeps the twin stone close.

She has not been seen or heard from since.

A brazen attempt on Jeric’s life from the sun-lit rooftops of Wyldshire marked the next time the Golden Saviors crossed paths with Cesa Alera. Thanks to Jeric’s magical amulet, a boon from the Council of Elders, the attack failed and the Golden Saviors gave chase. Pursued from one end of the city to the other the assassin was eventually intercepted by a vengeance-seeking gang of underworld thugs which allowed Jeric and Traavor to catch up.

Caught in a moral quandary Jeric proceeded not to interfere since it seemed the gang’s goals were aligned with his. However, when it became apparent that rape and torture was in store for her instead of a quick death for whatever slight she had imposed on them, Jeric then decided to rescue his would-be murderer.

With the help of Traavor, Taran and eventually the rest of the Golden Saviors they managed to stop the assault on the assassin (with Jeric reminding the badly injured and retreating assassin that it was he who was her rescuer) and ruthlessly finished off the gang members.

She was last seen piloting the floater she stole from the gang away from the scene.

Raxis’ Rage Update:

As Jeric was falling from the sky with a large blue dragon closing fast from above, he was plucked out of the air, landing in the carriage of a speeding floater. The Duskblade’s surprise of being snatched from certain death was only topped by the shock of seeing his would-be rescuer – a familiar red-headed woman. Staring him down from behind a loaded crossbow, Cesa Alera stated coolly, “We’re even now” as they sped away from danger.

Using quick thinking (and an equally quick spell) Jeric was able to turn the tables by dimension hopping behind her. Locking her up in his arms he ordered, “Take us towards Raxis NOW!” In surprise she replied, “What?!? Are you crazy?” Jeric tightened his grip on her. “I have the means to end the dragon assault and save the people of Wyldshire! You have to take me close to Raxis!” Almost with a laugh she said, “I don’t care about this city or it’s people. Why should I help you?” Jeric thought about this for a second and came up with the one thing he knew she would respond to well – self preservation. “I can throw you off of this floater right now. I don’t need you at all.” Jeric eased his grip on her as the assassin wordlessly altered course toward the Dome of Heavens.

Once Jeric felt they were close enough, he touched the orb and took full control over Raxis. Using the Great Wyrm as an avatar, Jeric was able to kill the blue dragon before it finished off his companions and then ordered Raxis’ fellow dragons to end their assault on the city. As before when using the orb, Jeric’s mind was lost in a trance; his body defenseless during this time. Yet Cesa Alera only watched.

Once Jeric released the dragon and came out of his trance the assassin dropped him off on the city streets. As Jeric stepped off the floater, he turned to meet her gaze. “My debt is paid,” she said. “The next time I see you it’s business as usual.”

And Jeric watched as she sped away.

Cesa Alera

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