I had a death in the family. Crazy car wreck. Anyway. I am back. I am checking in, and I understand where things are. If things are done, sad but it happens. If we can muscle up in the new year, I am pinging and will keep an eye out.
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YEah its really throwing me off. Even after this last time I dd it twice "nothing to see" bleh
With some hesitation Amir will inspect the wall, if nothing visual yields results he will deign to touch it...
I dunno what the hell has been going on but this is the first day in like a week plus that my internet let me through. I kept getting goblins or literally nothing. sorry
Amir moves back and pulls his weapons caught off guard by the sudden arrival of the beast. Was this how they were to travel? His companions seemed so sure, Anwar?!
Amir will move forward, Well...here it goes...
I am a man with masters. But masters that trust. I am a man with connections and those connections ALSO trust me. The greatest markets of my lands are known so well to me I fetch discounts and many smile to do business with me. I cannot guarantee a thing, sadly the markets are just not so, but I can offer high praise and as many bent ears as may listen. Would I do anything less for the merchant who aided my very survival? And if discretion is the order of the day...I know that marketplace as well as the others.
Scarcity and risk are all well and good, and important parts of the calculation to be sure. But if we are to find success in our task, success greatly aided by your supplies and efforts, we will have defeated a foe that has stymied the riches of our kingdom. Our leaders will wonder where we found the tools to defeat our foes and upon whom they might do reliable business with the vast wealth they have retained in a new era of peace. The recommendations and fond salutations of their returning heroes may turn many an eye and coin to the City of Brass and those within it who helped us in our hour of need...
Amir takes note of the creatures and their movement and assuming he is in a situation where to turn down such an invitation would be rude, he is very...obvious...in his decision to take part in the offered luxuries, A shame that such hospitality and grace surely goes unappreciated by the likes of those who make up most of the city...
Sorry I succumbed to plague. I am alive again. I apologize for the absence.
Amir offers his best smile and asks his group, Anyone here speak, Ignan is it?
Amir mops at his brow and idly smoothes his moustache as the group walks. The rogue casts a critical look as he shakes his head at Kzrira, [b]Leave it to you to bristle at the amazing. In your dotage you will complain that the walk to the Great Seal itself "annoyed you" and how the children should not pester you to hear the tale once more..." Despite his glance the rogue clearly carried mirth in his comments and a sly wink punctuates his loving critique of his companion.
Amir will put his "game face" on and see if he can suss out who is making the best deals for someone in his fragile circumstance...
Amir nods sagaciously at Varkata, Yes a troublesome detail but perhaps one we may yet find a solution to. Amir cannot help but fan at himself, Perhaps we deal first with our logistics and then turn our attention to access? Master Alim we must beg your pardon but my excitement to visit the bazaar can be barely be contained. Might we call on you later to discuss the matter of Jhavul's imprisonment further?
Amir bows deeply, Travelers and warriors of Kelmarane in Katapesh come to ascertain the whereabouts of Jhavhul and, if possible, end his threats against our home...
Amir nods after the wizard hoping that the market itself is not too uncomfortable, Well Faelar we certainly do our best to bring you back a worthy tale to end your epic. The rogue offers a light smile as he sighs and claps his hands, Off we go then.
Amir will share, to the best of his ability, the details on Faelar and anything else Qilue wants to know. To the extent that there are questions beyond his ken, he will grab Vidar or Varkata to explain further...
*raises hand from under the rubble pile of life* I can do it! If we can make it work I want to see it through... In all honesty I am shuttering the one game I am running and part of my absence, I think, was a subconscious anxiety that I would be posting here and not there. With that matter moving to resolution this game and one other are my only pbp obligations, only as a player and so a bit easier to pop in and move myself along.
Amir offers a mumbled ,thank you as the enormity of the day and what is to come plays out in his mind, Well shall we return to the city for a small break?
Amir furrows his brow at this direction of action, Can I...er...WE...survive on the Plane of Fire?
Amir shrugs slightly feeling woefully unprepared to aid in this matter.
Not having a solid sense of where to go Amir urges the carpet back towards Karethas and Kzrira in a wide arc hoping to catch something...
Amir continues to keep the carpet where he and Varkata can attempt to strike and he tried to push on as much damage as he can...
Dump:
I keep seeing weird repetition in my data sets and identical numbers despite the change in aliases from board to board so
I am rolling a crap ton to hopefully see if it stops...
Amir nods at Varkata and takes the pair in towards the efreeti, taking a chance to swing his open weapon in the process. ?
Indeed! Shut down for another day, ah now the FBI is looking into the credibility of threats against us. (Not much but enough to cause concern) Ugh. It really disrupts my access to a computer. Anyway I am trying to get connected and catch up.
So my work is getting shut down by protests and armed threats and other b&$%+!$*. This plus general family crap is really disrupting my chances to sit at a computer. I hope to be back more solidly next week. Apologies.
It seems he matter of 'time' is first and foremost. Is there a way to answer that question?
Before exploring Amir makes it a point to collect Undra's ashes for future trophy making. Upon discovery of their altered friends Amir offers no care to hide his tears as he moves closer the falls to his knees, Something can be done? Something can be done! What do we do? I have nothing... The rogue clearly grapples with his lack of any true "power" in this moment. Despite his age and supposed wisdom he looks to Karethas and Varkata with glistening eyes, eager for any news of hope...
Amir steps to maintain the flank and sheathes Sholeh as he moves. Working with Simin as his only weapon the rogue works to make vital strikes...
Amir sighs audibly at the revelation of "no fire".
As the ghul was on Karethas Amir attempts to close the gap and position himself for an ideally precise strike...
Amir will remount his carpet. Do we have a way to see this other beast?
Quickly taking to his feet and attempting in all possible manner to ignore the humility of needing to be tied down in the first place the rogue joins the chorus of the his allies, Oh mighty one we have been ongoing victims of this foul creatures misdeeds. Her singular purpose seems to desire to foment chaos and conflict!
Amir feebly tries to escape...
Things are just taking a lot of work to get back off the ground post coming back. Work, home, etc. I'll read up over the weekend and hit the ground fresh on Monday. Apologies for the delay.
Death in the family should return next week. -Posted with Wayfinder
Amir purses his lips, more in consternation than anything as this was not the time for naked frolicking (in his estimation). We are here to see the Master of the...er House.? Amir looks to see of the women offer any impediment to their progress or are merely ornamental. Unless stopped, the rogue takes Karethas at his word and moves to the staircase/balcony/doors.
Amir lets out an annoyed "Ah!" as the wizard is suddenly whisked away, Idiot boy. C'mom! Amir moves up and tries to replicate the wizard's actions, Adra Hadra?
Amir rises, duly admonished. Pulling his carpet from his pack, the rogue offers to shuttle the group across one at a time...
Amir pulls his own stash of 20 adamantine arrows and hands them to Kzrira, I'll likely not be anywhere as useful to use them as you... Amir considers the tiled floor for a second and wonders if they can be pried up but shakes his head. Such a thing can be done later...unless the room is destroyed... Unable to stop himself the rogue produces a dagger and investigates the likelyhood that he can tear a tile out...
Amir does his best to flank, hoping that some aspect of his invisibility and a bid for precision will help make up for his lack of material strength...
Amir hisses at the contact, as much chiding himself for his inattentiveness as much as being attacked. The rogue steps gingerly to hopefully provide an avenue for Varkata to close the gap so they can gang up on one then the other...
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