Even Angels Weep

Game Master DragonBlood472

Crystal lenses blinking slowly,
"Warforged lack capability of scent."

Jonah and Garotte, it's all on you two now.

A Gentleman among scoundrels

Marianna gladly takes Jonah's arm and allows him to lead her from the building.

Garotte is left sitting at a table all by himself.

Akasha, Syksy, and Jessamin are busy occupying each other, perhaps to go find Silian at some point (?)

Silian meanwhile is taking a bath with Elanaril.

Sometime later, once everyone has cleaned and dressed once more you all gather back in the Cracked Mirror's main room. Vannevar awaits you there, sitting with Garotte.

Vannevar draws Silian aside.

After simultaneously getting clean and dirty with Elanaril (and any of the other party/staff that join in) Silian dresses in his noble's best, sitting beside Vannevar at the table.

When his bodyguard whispers something to him, the elf tenses and for a moment seems about to throw a tantrum. He composes himself and nods slowly as he dons an ornate Siberys-set ring offered to him by Vannevar.

"Ukhado proavecev lat, Julcle." Silian says formally in the Shadow tongue.

He also takes a wrapped parcel from Vannevar and slides it to Syksy. "This is a gift for you."

"Oh?" the exhausted Syksy lets out in surprise once Sillian slides the package to him. Looking from the elves back to it he then very carefully tries opening it without damaging the wrapping.

Sitting next to Syksy with Jessamin on her lap, Akasha grins as he opens the package, flashing Silian a grin. Now good and relaxed, the hexblade was ready to take their employer her prize.

I hope it's a puppy! I've always wanted one of those.

Yeah a dead stuffed blink dog puppy maybe

;_;

Silian and puppies don't really mix

Syksy doesn't know that. He can dream!

Inside the package are newly (or newer) tailored traveler's attire in Brelish greens and blues.

Silian smiles, "I would have tried to find you Droaamish fashion, but they say gnoll musk lingers heavy in the fur. Besides, it seems your current attire may have torn a bit from earlier... acquaintancing."

Okay if we ever encounter a daelkyr half-blood dog or travel to Xoriat and find a far-spawn kennel Silian will make an exception and tame one for Syksy... at least then it would have displacer-esque tentacles.

Ooo Dolgaunt puppy!

Jonah returns from his walk some time later. Marianna kisses him lightly on the cheek before taking her leave. Jonah spots the group sitting at their table and makes his way over.

To the Broken Anvil?

Smiling as Jonah returns, "Well it seems all of us with a heartbeat founds ways to make them patter. Now that we are all refreshed, we should meet with our Lady Elaydren. Syksy, as you destroyed Saber's messenger you are welcome to accompany us. And Garotte, Cannith love their tarnished soldiers, you should come too."

"Okay, thank you, sorry for breaking it by the way," Syskys says while opening his gift, still holding out hope for a puppy. And then a thought strikes him. "Oh, and thank you for this, and," he stops as he quickly leans over and kisses the elf on the cheek, "for last night."

He then proceeds to lean the opposite way and kiss Jessamin on the cheek as well. "And you as well, Miss Jessamin, not only for last night but for everything you did for me yesterday."

Turning to Akasha he leans forward but then hesitates. "Um, requesting permission to show gratitude for last night, Miss Akasha."

"Very nice Silian." Akasha says as Syksy opens the package showing his new outfit.

As the Deal'kyr asks permission to express his gratitude she finds herself tickled by the formality of his request. With an impish grin and a wink at Jess, Akasha nods. "Permission granted Syksy."

"Thank you, m'lady" he says before quickly kissing her on the cheek, turning several shades darker as he does so.

Going back to his not-puppy he still marvels over the new cloths, carefully removing them and feeling and going over them. ... they're so nice..." he says, almost mesmerized.

"Why don't you go try them on, and then we'll go pay Lady Elaydren a visit." Akasha suggests.

"Yes! Right away, Miss Akasha!" Syksy hurriedly says as he picks up the outfit and wrapping and heads back to his room to change clothes.

Tentatively he walks out of his room not even a few minutes later. Nervous at wearing such a fine set of clothes (which I have absolutely no idea what they look like) while also happy at having such a nice gift.

"They're very nice, I hope I don't make them look bad." he says upon returning to the table, though he doesn't sit.

Here, but still hopped up on drugs, to make complicated thoughts.
Akasha, yes, a gentleman. :)

Inside the package are newly (or newer) tailored traveler's attire in Brelish greens and blues.

Silian smiles, "I would have tried to find you Droaamish fashion, but they say gnoll musk lingers heavy in the fur. Besides, it seems your current attire may have torn a bit from earlier... acquaintancing."

AH! My bad, the ooc talk about a Daelkyr pup made me miss this >_<

"Yes, when you're commander says clothes off, the clothes come off." Syksy replies absentmindedly.

Chuckling, "Well who could argue that? The ensemble looks good. By next week we may even have you using forks and spoons!"

Syksy arches a brow at the elf, obviously confused and slightly worried at whatever physical acts he engages in that require the use of spoons and forks.

Looking from side to side he then leans in to the elf and says in a hushed voice, "Um, did you hit your head while you were riding me last night? Forks and spoons are for food, not sex."

Akasha burts out laughing at this point. "Can pretty much guarantee that nthe forks and spoons are for eating food Syksy." she says, highly amused. "And yes, you do look good in your new outfit."

Syksy quickly turns around and bows with hands crossed towards the Hexblade. "Thank you, Miss Akasha."

Jonah continues to listen to the banter, as they walk along.

OK, so have you guys actually left? Seemed like everyone was still at the inn. It's good though, I'll move you along.

You arrive at the Broken Anvil and spot Lady Elaydren sitting at a table. She's dressed in a shimmering blue glamerweave gown and standing behind her is large human man, acting as guard wearing House Cannith colors.

Silian seats himself at the table. "We have completed your task, Lady. Not without difficulty... and loss."

Syksy enters along with the other but remains standing as they seat themselves. His movements now and on the way over stiff as he tries his best not to wrinkle his gifted clothes.

I'm assuming someone presents her with the schema?

"You have my thanks, and the thanks of my house. Periodically check in with the House Sivis message station at the Barmin Tower. I may leave a message for you, if more work becomes available," Lady Elaydren says.

She slides a bag across the table towards whomever handed her the schema.

"The remainder of your payment as agreed upon," she says.

She gave you 100 GP already, the bag contains 900 GP.

Her body guard has been looking at Garrote this entire time. Finally, when it seems his mistress business has been concluded he clears his throat and speaks.

"Forgive me, but I cannot help but to notice that you are in need of repairs. I am unmarked and do not posses the necessary skills, but I am certain that if you present yourself to House Cannith they will help you," the guard says.

"Oh! They might even be able to get you out of your cage!" Syksy enthusiastically says as he looks Garrote over.

"I'd suggest you take him up on the offer Garrote. It would be best for you to be at full strength. While we're there I'll see if I can get my hands on a wand of repair." Akasha says resting a hand on the warforged. Chuckling lightly she turns to Syksy, "Garrotte isn't in a cage Syksy. He's a warforged. His body is actually stone and steel and wood, and as such he doesn't heal the way we do."

"Oh, I know," Syksy says somewhat timidly. "I know that's his actual body, but it's like a cage, maybe they could give him some flesh?"

"Acknowledged Captain.

To Syksy, "Flesh hinders."