With a heavy sigh Crystal looks at herself and then the party. Guys, this is a new change to my body, I feel like I need to do some training on my own before my abilities are back to were they need to be. I will be back with in the next few weeks after doing some training back out in the wilds. I do not plan on working with that hag of a woman I want us to kill her one day when we are all strong enough, that or reason with her. Good luck until we meet again. She says with a bow giving both Salazar and Moone a peck on the cheek, a awkward pat to the hulk of a man and another bow to Taldar dashing off before the males can react.
Agurah watches the party from the window in the back of the Tavern. She sits on their wagon thinking to herself, So I am supposed to work with these three in order to get that bounty to go away? The big one ceritanly does look a little tasty though I suppose.[i] She hides in the shadows that the building provides but to most it would be in sight. Her years of theiving have proven useful to her for the most part. [i] There is another sneaky bastard though...looks like he is more ranged then I though so no issues with me sneaking behind and stabbing the enemy...that or throwing one of my many throwing weapons. Her eyes light up as she spots a chakram in the chest, it looks more expensive but probably not adaptive. Whoever can use it shall use it I suppose she thinks continuing to sit on her perch ready to jump down when the party exits the inn.
Ian picks up the disk and the sickle, the more interesting, to him at least, items in the chest, after reading the note. The chakram greatly interests me, but Taldra, perhaps you could tell us more about these potions, and perhaps the sickle as well? He hands Taldra the potions, then delves back into the chest to take 500gp from the sack.
After retrieving his share, Ian casts Detect Magic on the Scythe
Agurah chuckles at them mauling over the magical devices... Why not just test them in combat silly people She thinks softly as she continues to watch before jumping down and continuing into the bar still moving as stealthily as possible before sitting on a barrle behind them clearing her throat a little to catch their attention with a small giggle.
Ian spins around and casts his summon Eidolon spell, and is Immediatly shrouded in Null, his body stretching and warping to fill and stretch to his Eidolon's body. His face is the alabaster mask once again, and a shear aura immenates from him; all near him know that he is not of this world, and all with him can tell something else: he's pissed.
Who are you?
"Show off."
He stays in secret hiding in a place that shall not be mentioned in full view of the scene.
She smiles softly, Did you not read the note dear summoner, I am taking the place of your Spellcaster until she returns. Why does it matter to you? As she lets off a small smile, her elongated canines showing a little. Agurah Greywall master thief at your services. She replies with a bow, you can see the chakrams and starknives that line her belt. A cutlass is to her side as well. Her pale skin seems to almost glow in the little bit of sunlight in the room.
Salazar sneaks up behind her with his dagger in his hand and he holds it up to her neck with a snake smile on his face. now now dear, there can only be one sneaky bastard fighting for the shadow...I do not take kindly to people who invade my turf... He pulls the dagger away without doing any harm and steps back into the shadow from whence he came.*
Now now now, no need for intimidation, I am more of a distraction then anything especially when it comes to the next mission...unless you do not want to hear about it.
Ian/Null nod their heads, still seeming perturbed. Judging by your array, He motions toward her chakrams this is meant for you. He tosses the chakram to Agurah. It would be wise to be wary of those around you, especially this group. We tend to be a little jumpy around surprise. They extend their hand, We are usually known as Ian Moone welcome to our little group.
She shakes the hand if the large man and his summon Very nice to meet you. If you need help with enchanting, or finding out abilities on an item I can show you were to go. I know her fairly well, she makes adaptive weapons so anyone can use them even without knowledge. I am gonna be heading there in a little before we head off to the wilds and I tell ya what the Raven wants us to do as he messaged me about ya and that I should work with ya.
"So... You've met the Raven? I can't say that the rest of us can say the same thing."
We are curious as well. My Caller had no direct contact, merely a message of a group with similar interests to his own.
If by meet you mean a messenger handed me a note a few days ago in my bar well then yes. I have never seen the person face only that he knew my secrets and made me two promises that I could not refuse at all.
They seem to mull your statement over, and inexplicably seem pleased, though they have no face with which to express such. Seems much the same as my Callers, and your reasons, though we will not push, interest him. He seems to ponder for a moment, to loose focus on you all, and then to meet your eyes again. We are curious of this enchanter you speak of. For our previous job, we were rewarded with a few odds and ends, the curiosity being the capabilities of one such, a sickle
Agurah Leads Ian to the small shop hidden in an alcove in an ally were an elderly woman is sitting over a book with spells muttering in a foreign language. My dear friend I bring you someone who seeks your services in finding out the magical abilities of a weapon, that an enchanting yet another chakram for myself so I can use it. She replies softly with as she kneels down to the woman's level placing the gold in front of her to pay for the services.
Before leaving, Ian uses the Hat of Disguise to cover his monstrous state, and assumes control over their speech, so as not to cause unwanted questions with talks of 'we'. After Agurah's exchange with the woman, Ian asks, shall you go first, or should I?
Ian takes the sickle, thanks the woman,nods to Agurah, and takes his leav. He heads back to the others.
Taldra is not sure what she thinks of this new female that randomly popped up from a barrel. "Too many women keep coming and going from our little party, makes it hard to really build trust with someone."Taldra mumbles in undercommon as she waits for Moone to comeback with the sickle.
Salazar just sits back in his little shadow like the wallflower he is as this happens and if he understood what Taldra said he could have suggested something. He digs through his armor and tosses it to the Halfling. Oy, newblood...go give that letter to someone who can deliver it to the address on the front. Don't bother reading it...I highly doubt you can understand my language. And snap to it.
Agurah cruses at the man as he does this to the woman but keeps silent. She then speaks softly to the group as a whole, Is there anything else that needs to be done or shall we venture off into The Wilds...I would prefer to do the briefing out of the ears of those that might not be trusted...although I do not trust sneaky bastard.She jeers softly as she twirls the new weapon in her hand. Her thick leather gloves obviously keeping her from getting cut on the edges.
Salazar simply smiles under his mask. If you knew the contents of that letter you would not be saying such nasty sounding things to me. I have a destiny to meet soon. And it will require me to be away for a small period of time. If it is required I wanted not to leave Taldra unguarded. I may be a bastard but I still show loyalty to those who prove themselves. Once I see what you can do. Then we can become friends...eventually.
She takes the note from the woman and then calls out to one of the carries that goes through the town, Take this to whom it is addressed to little man...there might be something in for it later if you do...perhapse a dance She says with a soft smile as she notices the large purse full of gold on the mans side. Given he might spend it or never come back. Come seek me at the local bar Hawk's Hall I can get you when I am not serving others.
As for you, you might want to watch who you befriend....it might bite you in the ass later. She says to the Snake with a small chuckle, Although I bet you could make a good Thief as well with the proper training.
"Friends? With that snake? HA!" Ybewyr says without thinking.
No, I am no thief. Though I know a thief who is much better then even you. A Rogue spy by the name if Enrike Sparda. If you know the name that means he got sloppy. That guy never gets sloppy. We made quite the team back in the day when we overthrew democracies and set up dictatorships.
Very interesting I would believe that there are some better then I, Although my thief name is much different and I dare not speak it for fear of getting caught.
That means You got caught. Enrike never got caught and never shall. Hell I would give him my cloak and armor if he showed up just out of respect for his skill if he so wished it. He is a good man. And by "good" I mean Bad as hell. He snickers under his mask and flips off the hulk of a man just because he can.
At Salazar's comment Taldra snickers. "Aye he does sound like a "good" man then. If we are done here I'm ready to get going the Horse and wagon are loaded and ready." Taldra says as she takes her perch to drive the wagon.
The note I received from the Raven told me that we are to venture into the wilds. Somewhere in here there is a cult that is planning to over throw Rivenmain. We are to find them and eraticate them to stop them. It should be easy with our talents if we either take a sneaky approach or talk our way in and kill them when no one is expectin it. Up to us though.
"Finally, back to home."
Taldra walks over to Salazar and places a hand on his arm."I see this is the perfect opportunity for me to use my skills. For blending in and looking like one of the cultist should be easy. Salazar, my love, would it be possible for you to scout ahead an see what they look like? If you can get a good look at them it would make it easier for me to blend in." Taldra asks Salazar in a soft sweet voice.
Ian's face seems to lose expression for a moment. His voice looses the emotion of Ian speaking alone, a blend of tranquility, without the hitch of joy and madness that characterizes Ian's speech. Correct us if we are mistaken, but our job is to eradicate, to a man, a group of wild cultists?
Taldra...in all honesty you and I would be branded cultists as well. As for your request...I will be expecting something of equal or greater value for my services. He pulls on his mask and hood and meanders off in the direction of the cultists. Even though jungle was not his forte he was more then willing to scout on seeing he was, Z SNEAKEH BASTARD! ...who was way off his game today.
She watches everything around listening for the slightest movement.
She then after checking goes ahead with Salazar.Before leaving she turns to Ian We kill them all...or just the leader entirely up to us.
"My love you know I would never ask for your assistance if I did not plan on making it worth your while. So once we take care of the cultist, I'll make good and have your payment so to speak." Taldra replies as Salazar readies to leave.
After killing the cultist, Agurah gathers three vials of blood from the bodies before looking the the cultist that she left alive. She then proceeded with a devilish grin to throw a starknife hitting him in the groin. As he crys out in pain and is ended by Salazar. She then proceeds to skin the male throwin the Skin to Ian for him to do as he pleases. I will be at the wagon!
Ian walks out of the wagon, dragging what looks like a leather rug and a bloody body. He seems to be pondering something, with a look to match a confused 5 year old. He then seems to decide something, heading toward the wagon, dragging the body along. as he comes alongside the wagon, he drops the body, climbs in, and says Hey Taldra...can you help me with something?
Agurah Sits on the floor of the wagon at this point. She pulls out wine glass that is in the kitchen area of the wagon pouring the blood into it. She looks to the party. Anyone else want any? Also should we wake Ybewyr I think he passed out at the camp and that is not good. She then takes a small sip of the blood twirling it like a wine taster would. He tastes like chicken and salad and something else...give me a moment. She then takes another sip to try to identify the last bit. It tastes bitter like an old root...These morons were tasting their own potions and testing it on themselves to keep immune...I do not think it worked well. She finishes off the glass before cleaning it out and placing it back were it belongs with a small chuckle. You remind me of a child with that look...its...rather adorable...to describe I suppose, Agurah chuckles to Ian.
"I'm up, I'm up." Ybewyr says while rubbing his eyes and moving towards the wagon.
"Where do we head now?"
Town of course
Taldra eyes Ian and his mess. "You want me to help you make something out of that mess?" she asks Ian.
Ian dismisses Null, and returns to his normal stature. Yeah, I let Null have a little fun, and he wants a sack. Not sure what for, but I believe he just likes the idea of it. Would it be too much to ask for you to indulge our insanity? He looks at Taldra with big puppy eyes, with mixed results, considering he is covered in severe amount of dried blood.