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Quill rolls her eyes at the Captain's blatant attempt at flattery, but the corner of her mouth mouth lifts in a slight wry smile. Quill watches the glasses filled, and waits for Braidwood to take his swallow before allowing any wine past her lips
"It is true we have grown a bit. Success swells the ranks. This recent episode even more. We should have no problem taking a hand in the distribution." "To business.." If she feels secure in knowing nothing is amiss, she will drink.
"Nothing quite like having someone reward us, as opposed to kill us. I could get used to that."
"Agreed." During the transaction, Quill will keep an eye out assessing guards and defenses, just in case.
sounds good
Quill will go as back up, but I believe the good Captain made a deal with Sidoze, so it would be best if he is there as the face.
I have had a bunch of workmen in my house, so it has taken away some of my time, but should fully catch up tonight. Will check my wealth and do a cash breakdown if that hasn't happened yet.
Quill pushes the lock across the table, tied now with a piece of black ribbon. "Grabbed it for proof. Everyone knows he is dead, let's just hope only the interested parties know it was us. That there being the cinch. Still would have preferred to slay him in an alley. I don't like being exposed like this. Too easy for someone to flip us to the constables and get rid of additional competition. We need to get paid fast and lay low..and hope the show of force makes anyone hesitate about crossing us in the meanwhile."
Quill enters not looking herself.
The rough-looking older black-haired woman stops at the bar to get a glass of red wine before coming over to the table. There is enough Quill there to satisfy those who know her. "Soooooo, just Andreize left. He left as I did so he should have got away, but we took different routes to get here." She takes a sip of the wine, "It got sloppy out there. We moved without ID'ing the target. Would have looked pretty stupid if he weren't on the boat. And I don't know how many witnesses.....we will need to avoid the docks for a while....At least, everyone that got a good look at us is dead, except the harlots I heard yelling in the carriage...I assume they could be a problem?" She takes another longer sip, eyeing the group with a raised eyebrow, but Noro in particular.
Leveled up Spoils for splitting: Assuming the scrolls are Arcane so go to Sidoze unless someone wants to use a UMD.
+1 adamantine dagger
The gear is grabbed. Quill cuts away a lock of Dhugash's hair. To the others, "A little off the plan and we left a mess on the docks, but we left a message as well. Scatter and we will meet back at the tavern." She taps her tattoo, and vanishes from sight...leaving the sound of her boots running off.
Quill catches sight of Dhugash, "There's our mark. Let's clean this up and get out of here." She punctuates her point with sinking her short sword into the guard before her.
Quill is taken a bit back that the guards are falling back and it is reflected in the weak swing she takes in reaction. "Get back here you!"
Stepping over the fallen guard, leaving the others to deal with the carriage, Quill concentrates on the still standing guards. She steps up to help Sidoze and his flashy swordplay.
Hey, maybe Quill will get a sweeter disposition for Christmas. Happy Holidays!
Quill smiles one of her scary smiles as she notices Mjindert coming up behind her opponent. Then watches as he delivers a punishing blow.
Quill nods her grin approval and moves toward the carriage, still showing no outward threat as she moves along the side of the boat and not wanting to spook the axebeak.
Quill is not happy! Hopefully her anger gets taken out on the guards... Just to Differentiate, I as a player find it amusing that this has all seemingly gone to seed. But Quill...wellllllll...she's got issues.
wait...where are they going?....what happened to following?....this was NOT the plan... Quill clamps her jaw tight and starts to think of how this is all going to have to go down...now. But outward she tries to maintain a calm, if uncomfortably kind expression on her face. Quill moves up the side of the wagon, slowly drawing out her sword as she does, trying not to make a big show of it.
Quill whispers, "Maybe a pair follows each in case they go to separate locations. Still no sign of our target."
Quill nods at Sidoze's plan and finds a nondescript location to observe.
Quill nods and whispers "Let's watch then and see where he goes. Fight him here and we fight the City Guard as well. If we find his hideout, we will just be killing the rats."
Quill makes no attempt to join up and form a group. She taps beside her eye in response to Mijndert's whispers to her.
"Oh joy..................uuugggghhh"
"If it is still attached at your wrist?...I'm afraid not. Or any other appendage still attached for that matter." But she does smile, whether from the banter or the thought of severed appendages is unknown.
Quill pulls her sword out of the satchel and attaches it to her hip. Looking at it, she says, "It's two feet long and yet it's a shortsword. It's always ready when I need it. And it knows how to be quiet, especially when I am using it. Take what you will about what that says about the men I tend to associate with, but I am happy with my choice," as she pats the blade at her hip.
Come, my love... a stroll by the docks, then? Jared extends a hand to Quill. Quill's good mood fades. She stands up with a hand inside her satchel. With an expression that is all business, [b]"Careful there......lets go. We got our marching orders."[/ooc]
"I like the word spoils...just the way it rolls off the tongue." Quill says with a smile "But yes, we would be interested in hearing your appraisal of the situation, as we only have it from the Captain. And anything you can tell us about Drunash will only help. She looks about, "Seems a nice place, how's the wine? Nice, I expect."
"Why do people keep asking me that?" and she gives a dry chuckle. "But yeah...just east of the market. Haven't been there, but seen it on enough maps.
Sure. Remember, they want this guy more than we do. Plus we got some leverage to sell them if it comes to it...like how to walk into their rival's hideout....the knowledge that it will be heavily reinforced can be had for an additional fee."
"I wouldn't put too much worry in it. We are on their turf, but we are expected. Just makes finding them that much easier. Hopefully they just gave us directions...keeping you eyes open is good, but I doubt they will try anything against us in the streets. What's the note say?"
Quill takes a few moments to finish her wine. Finally getting up, bitterly she says, "People....gods I hate talking to people. I find most of them to be idiots.....present company excepted....of course. But let's go get this over with Thorne, at least we might learn something of a potential rival. Let's see if we can find the Ivy boys."
Quill looks over the scrolls, "I can put three of these to use, but you might to hold on to this fourth one to try later to ponder over." She will stow the three scrolls and pull out the drawing of Dhunash. "This is our mark. Seems both the Princes and Stalkers want him, so we need to make sure we get him first. We were offered 500 gold each and territorial rights." Our initial investigation stumbled right into the middle of their turf war and followed it to the doorstep of the Princes. Useful information, if we can pinpoint its surface entrance instead of the sewer way we went in, but not helpful in finding Dhunash."
"Don't worry boys and girls. You'll get your share of fighting in, but best not start on each other." She quietly stares at each new recruit. She waits until everyone seems to have simmered down and is ready to proceed. "We have been asked to find someone. Dhunash, of the Pesh Princes. He has gone into hiding after making strong hits against the Ivy Stalkers. We have been brought in as unknown agents that can perhaps get in where the Stalkers have failed. We have already been within the Princes' base of operations, but chose to leave rather than take on all there numbers. That is where you all come in. We will see what this paperwork can tell us, and then move in again. They will be waiting so we will likely mix it up a bit. But in the end, taking Dhunash will weaken the Pesh Princes and the grateful Ivy Stalkers are already weakened....I see it as a win-win situation."
"And anyway, this isn't about money or cracking heads and killing. Money is but a shiny reward. This is about power. We have established a foothold in this district and force will be necessary to hold it and more importantly, see it grow. We seek to establish a new order, something lasting. The day will come where the Black Talons are feared by all and our control of crime complete...simple enough goals really," she adds with a smile. "Is that not something you can get behind?" She pulls a few of the scrolls her way.
Quill sips at her wine. A thin wisp of a young woman with dark, short hair. She wears craftsmen-styled clothes over likely armor. She carries a satchel that currently has the pommel of a small sword sticking out of it (just in case). Her glasses are perched on her nose as she watches Andrezi pour over the documents. Between sips, she sizes up the new talent, and for the hundredth time wondering what ever happened to that lunk Grigori. Used to be that was all the muscle we needed. Well, if one of these new-bloods survive long enough, maybe they can replace him. "I'm Quill. This is Sidoze and Andrezi. I hope you know that already, before wanting to join us, but just want to make sure you know the players here. You have stood out as recruits, so welcome aboard. The initiation will likely be bloody, as we will need some arm strength once we go back to clean up a contract we are working on." She gives you a cool smile and it is not comforting.
Back the way we came. Back the the sewer and out. That would be better than heading down a unexplored dead end. Meta: Quicker to get the new folks involved.
From the nothingness, "Screw this! Let's take what we got and call it a victory. We will need a few more Talons if we are to take on this whole gang." Her footsteps make for the door they came through. "Let's go. I will take the rear guard. I can take the fight out of them if they get too close."
Quill backs away from the stairs giving room for people to come down the stairs. She mutters again and suddenly there are six Quills standing there. They wink, touch their tattoo and vanish from sight.
Quill hisses, "No time. Read later. Still got work to do." She gives a mischievous grin, mutters a small prayer while she kisses the hilt of her sword and then nods toward the stairs.
Quill checks out the contents of the unlocked chest and scans for anything else of immediate value in the room.
Quill nods understanding at Sidoze's gesture about the dog.
It took 20 min. To get that last message to post, so I am struggling to just post "I'm back messages" right now with the crappy Internet at this hotel. But I definitely missed posting here while I was gone.
I'm back in the states, but not yet home (stuck with bad hotel and airport Internet till then). Had a good trip, but it will good to get back home. I will try to get read-up and back in the threads over the next day or two. Should be home and up to speed by Thursday. Sorry for the posting gap. Looking forward to the new party members.
Money secure, Quill motions that she is ready to continue. She tries to listen on the way up the stairs.
With the path to the fight blocked, Quill will take a moment to relieve the human of anything of interest, before the chase continues.
This might be hard on so small a group, but I have a 2-week trip to Italy coming up Saturday. I should have ready access to wi-fi for an occasional peak (and hopefully post) at the boards, but I doubt it will be a priority, as I am tour directing for our group. DM-PC as needed if there is too much of a delay.
Quill moves to the base of the stairs (30' move)...and follows ...or not.
Quill nods she is ready, and prepares to follow Andrezi
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