"I'm not particularly specialized for firefighting but if you're about to torch the place a warning wouldn't be amiss."

"No, not the building. Rather, I was a bit misleading when I described what we were here for; there are indeed sentimental items of great personal value here, but for the ones I was most concerned about I was worried about them falling into the wrong hands and their contents becoming public. They offer sufficient context to reveal secrets damaging to the reputation of the Gwerm family in general and me in specific; prior to the attack, I was willing to keep them here anyway, but I'm no longer confident it is sufficiently secure and transporting them would be even worse. I want to burn them and make them unrecognizable."

"Ah, okay. Don't let me stop you." She skips on out.

A few minutes later, Horgus Gwerm opens up the door again; behind him is a pile of ash and charred wood. He fiddles with the lock for a safe, and starts pulling out stacks of coins until he fills another two bags the size of the previous one.

Once he's done, Camellia will also grab a bag and start filling it.

"Don't look at me like that, it's not like I'm going to use it for something nefarious. If something goes wrong because we weren't able to afford something useful for the attack on the grey garrison, you'd spend way longer regretting it than you would the loss of a bit more gold. Speaking of regrets, Kybele, what's your opinion on silver? I've got a set of robes that help guard against fear but it's really not my color."

"I go for a pretty particolored aesthetic myself, silver will fit in fine."

Then Camellia will finish filling her bag and leave the rest of the contents of the room to Horgus Gwerm; on the way out, she'll stop by one of the rooms on the first floor and pull out a set of robes that look to be made of silk and adorned with actual silver.

"Don't worry about it deciding to tarnish, magic items don't do that kind of thing."

"Beautiful, I love them." She whips up a privacy screen around herself and changes her underlying non-paper clothing for the robes and then re-paper-armors herself and assumes the screen into the assembly.

It's really quite comfortable!

Jut down the street from the mansion entrance, a woman is being escorted by a pair of crusaders heading west. They seem to be paying her a rather creepy amount of attention.

"Any idea what those folks are up to?" Ky remarks to Camellia.

"My first thought is lust; she seems quite attractive, and her body language suggests she's quite skilled at engendering that kind of response. There's a lot of reason why someone who can do that kind of act would want to turn that into protection, considering the state of the city. But they don't seem to be leading her towards the defender's heart, which suggests at least one of them is up to no good. If it's the men, probably because they want to take advantage of her; if it's the woman, my guess would be a succubus who charmed them into doing something stupid."

"Yeah, looked fishy to me too. Up for courting trouble?"

"Sounds like fun. Let me give you a protection from evil first, though, no point in being stupid about it."

"Thanks!"

Once buffed appropriately she will quicken her pace to draw level with the group. "Good day!"

"Good day to you as well!" One of the men responds. "What brings you out here? Are you also looking to get to safety like my lady?"

"On the contrary, we're looking for trouble! Seen any?"

"Not really, it's mostly been quiet; not too many things want to mess with me when I have such gallant defenders. I suggest you look elsewhere."

The spell-like ability bounces right off protection from evil, but that still leaves this person as a superhumanly charismatic speaker attempting to get Kybele to agree with her.

She glances at Camellia to see if she got got.

It doesn't look it, though it could be something subtle. Camellia seems to be looking suspiciously at the woman, but hasn't raised her rapier yet.

"And your gallant defenders weren't too busy? How surprising. There are so many demons around the city."

"Oh, they understand what's really important. I'm sure you can sympathize." As she speaks, the woman puts on her most charming grin; a hint of frustration flickers on her face when this also doesn't get the desired response.

"I can't say that I do."

"I will not be denied here! You will obey me!" Her face turns to a rictus of rage. "That's it. My loyal guards, kill the demon for your mistress!"

"Of course, milady."

The two of them draw their weapons and try to get between her and Kybele.

They're going in paper cocoons and then she's going to shove them over as she stalks past them, angel sword in one hand and paper sword in the other.

Thanks to the power granted them by a profane gift, they'll put up significantly more of a fight than you'd expect against being cocooned! They're frankly inhumanly strong and their weapons have little trouble slicing through the papers. This may, however, be rather less useful given that Kybele is also capable of controlling both of the resulting halves, or just not holding the paper against the blow and having them knock it around instead of cutting anything.

Frustrated at their inability to help her, the woman sprouts wings and flies towards Kybele, hoping to touch her and drain out her life.