Pellaelin had come to Nexus, in search of the creations greatest mystery. Nexus has always been a cesspool of crime, the Blessed Isle has long since given up trying to rule Nexus and lets it function on its own accord. So of course it has become home to every lowlife that has ever wanted to function out of the eyes of the Blessed Isle. One mystery immediately caught his attention; children had been going missing all over Nexus. Mainly the homeless unwanted children, but also those of poor travelers passing through the city have been going missing. But our Exalted Detective was on the case. It led him to abandon house, watching and waiting for any sign of trouble. There was a woman examining each kid entering and exiting the building. Pallaelin moved in close, his sword drawn he put it towards her eyes turned to him, he noticed the throwing dagger in her hand, he noticed an odd thing that she was looking past him. Then he felt the ax head pose on his neck.
Mommut had been passing through Nexus with his tribe. Nexus welcomed trade from the nomadic tribes. Then Damon, one of the younglings of his tribe, went missing. Damon’s parents came to Mommut and implored him to find their child. He asked around, and found out many homeless children had gone missing. On a tip of a trader, he ended up watching the abandon house that gave shelter to many of the homeless street rats. When a man, trying to be stealthy moved across the way trying to make an escape. Mommut followed, and had his ax out once he realized the man was armed with a sword. He caught the man by surprise and had rested the ax head on the side of his neck, then noticed the woman the man was confronting who had been hidden in the shadows and had a throwing dagger aimed at him
Laele had taken up living at Nexus after deciding she needed to keep a low profile and hide from the Dragon blooded. Slowly she had been begun adjusting to the dark underbelly of creation known as Nexus, like she had done and had learned on the Blessed Isle Laele knew all of the happenings of Nexus. And there had been talk of underground cult speaking against the Dragon Bloods and then the children had started to go missing. So she had come here, to see if she could find out what was really going on. Things were quiet until a large man with a huge ax, and of all things a oxen following along side, sauntered up towards the house he turned direction and started veering in her direction. She pulled out a dagger and took aim. And as the man drew close, the tip of a sword rested in the middle of her chest.
Pellaelin stands with his sword pointed at Laele while she as her dagger aimed at Mommut, and Mommut has his ax resting on Pallaelin neck. Who will be the first to break the awkward and potentially deadly silence of this standoff?