Shadows of Bankor

There wasn't much time to wait, the excitement kept her nerves alive and the task itself always felt like it could go either way. However, with everything that has happened, she knew that she could get away with this. That this would allow her an opportunity to move on with her life, away from Bankor if need be, without having to worry about someone finding her so that Vandil can send a message.

Setting down at the platform, having asked to land, gotten permission, general threats of violence being uttered with the sense that she better have a good reason for this. Everything pushed aside, she got through it all with a calm ease that let her walk into the palace with ease.

Directed toward Vandil in her little art-gallery of sorts Jenna stood there, confidently as possible, looking to the woman with an easy grin.

Jenna was terrified, still, but she'd learned how to handle it better some.

"Vandil, been a while."

"Skip the pleasantries," she said.

"I want out, you want Sith artifacts," she said, ready to pull the cylinder from her safe little pocket, "you have the power to let me go, without repercussion, and let me get on with my life without having to worry about strangers in dark alleys. While, I have," she waited for some confirmation of interest, and then, with a little bit of fanfare pulled the cylinder out from its pocket.

"You get something you want, I get my life back? You can find me, I'm sure, if I came here to lie to you. So, we can both trust that when I tell you this cylinder contains information on artifacts that will hold your interest.. well, you can be certain it does."

She gestured for it and said, "So basically we are bargaining for your release from my service?"

"Uh, yep," she shrugged, "you have a tendency to kill people who disappoint you, and I'm not looking for that kind of encouragement in my life anymore. Need something simpler, something that'll let me breath a little. So, I want to be released from your service and a promise me and my family won't be harmed by you and yours." Jenna waved the cylinder a little, "It's a pretty expansive list, worth the price I promise."

"Deal?" she asked, holding it out but not committing until she heard the words.

"Deal," she said after considering it for a long moment.

"Now get off my island."

Dropping the cylinder in her hand she buried the impulse to smile, "Deal then, I'd say it's been a pleasure but.." she started walking backwards, "thanks, see you around, maybe," never.

Without much more fanfare she turned around and proceeded to do just as instructed, quickly getting off the island and wishing it farewell for perhaps the last time. Now, now she could finally feel free.