"More importantly, we'll learn about each other. Come what may... Jared follows Quill, taking her lead.
Jared and Quill go to the Ivy District. Jared can't shake the feeling that you're being followed.
Nonchalantly, in hushed tones. "Can't shake the feeling we're being shadowed. When we talk, let's face each other... You watch my back, I watch yours."
Yes.
Nonchalantly, in hushed tones. "Can't shake the feeling we're being shadowed. When we talk, let's face each other... You watch my back, I watch yours."
Standing in the Flower Street Market, you see a hooded, nondescript person approach you.
He speaks in a hushed tone. Night Ravens, I presume?
If you're wrong it could get a guy upset, if you're right could get you killed. You don't seem to care, I like that. What's up, friend?
Shrugging, Jared smiles and extends an open hand for a hand shake/clasp.
He smiles, hands you a folded note, and wanders north.
Please keep a lookout, while I read this. I open the note, careful lest it be some harmful rune. Then read it.
"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?"
A lil' paranoia never hurt... I'll try not to let it get the best of me.
Noro (with Dert) head over to Dock 8 searching for a dock master.
Jared: The note says "Meet me at the Champion's Table in 1/2 an hour. -J. L."
Noro: There's a ship being loaded in 8 right now, under torchlight.
It's night time.
Noro tries to make her way to see what th name of the ship is and find out what is being loaded
Champion's Table, half hour... J.L. We gonna do this?
Noro: While people can see you dimly lit, you move in such a way as to draw no real attention.
You see the Jewel Trader IV, a rather small, nimble-looking craft being unloaded by hand. You can walk away with that, or roll some more skill checks and get closer.
Noro tries to get a closer look at what her cargo is. and possibly (if she can get close enough) see any of her crew.
IV
You're not alone. I've had some horrific runs of 1s.
You're not learning much else. There are humans loading a flat wagon, piloted by a pair of teamsters, using a pair of axebeaks. There may be another one or two more wagons already lined up (you're on the east side and it's being unloaded on the west side) down the dock. That's common with smaller ships. You've been around the docks enough to know.
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."
That's why you're point on this little soiree... I've got your back. That place is south, right? Oh, and can we try not to kill anyone... I've got enough people lookin' for me.
"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.
Sidoze watches the others make their way out before nodding to Andrezi. Having both grown up on these streets Sidoze knows they would find something among the various peoples they had grown to know over the years. When some distance away from the inn he breaks away and heads out alone to find his contacts. "Meet me here in an hour Andrezi lets see what we can find." he says before departing.
He was more interested in gathering new information on the princes and how they had taken to being attacked. Other tidbits of infomation on his enemy would be sueful as well.
He was also curious on the Ivy Stalkers. Perhaps this Jo Laret would have an interesting deal if he could find him.
Andrezi nods in acknowledgement of Sidoze's plan and heads off to see what he can find.
(add +2 if pertaining to humans)
The happy couple makes their way to the Champion's Table, taking a look around and entering 5 minutes before the appointed time.
The dandy speaks. I'm Jo. This is my associate. I see you've met.
He smiles just a bit. The Captain tells me you're quite the crew. This Drunash fellow is power-mad. We have someone on the inside, so we know their designs. I'm afraid poor Brightwood is in dire straits. You do the right thing, you could share in the spoils. The Princes can stay. Their boss has to go.
Make checks or ask questions at your leisure. Love the one you're with.
Mijndert seems to be lost in his thoughts. He follows Noro's lead for now.
The more you share, the better our chances are to achieve what everyone wants. And I don't want your inside person, killed by some "accident". Jared looks to Quill and scans the room a bit.
"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."
Our intel tells us Drunash may get here as early as tonight. He's taking Jewel Trader IV, not the larger ship. You may want to step up your watch at the docks. He could be there now, for all I know.
Noro whispers to Dert pointing to the carriage we may have been mislead this is a different ship than we were told. two escorts two of us think we can take them down quietly?
Noro looks around for other guards that may be watching the carriage.
Come, my love... a stroll by the docks, then? Jared extends a hand to Quill.
Sidoze not having much luck decides to head down to the docks, with luck he could watch the two new recruits work but more so there was some buisness he had to talk with the captain of the Lusterous.
Dert nods and punches his fist into his calm to show he's ready. He then points to her and signals for her to start a three count.
Docks.
OK, Jared. The two Talons move swiftly and inconspicuously through the darkened streets. It's about 2 miles.
Perception
Sidoze sits into his now regular seat"Well now Captain,figure you would want an update, we tried going into the prince's hide out to try and get your man. Well we ran into some trouble. Lets say an army of trouble. We managed to kill off some of their goons but if we try again we will be put into direct conflict with their forces. This said I have hired some muscle however this will slightly change the terms of our agreement..." Sidoze trails off watching Brightwood to see how well he would take this information.
Diplomacy
I'll make a map tomorrow, so Noro and 'dert can see what's up on the docks. Sid and Andy are not far away, though Jared an Q are some ways away, still.
Tonight, things are all abuzz with election fever, and the only cure for it is MORE COWBELL!
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]
Jared leaves the restaurant with Quill. "If you don't have the real thing, might as well carry one in a satchel. Save it for your Prince... Lover."
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.
"That they're lacking no matter how... long their swords are? May need to adjust your measure of a man. More on that later, let's focus."
"Holding hands, out? To throw people off, I mean."
"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.
"I get, now... Quill, like the porcupine. Prickly, but so damned adorable."
Sorry, missed the window for the map, but it will exist shortly.
I apologize again. Been a little busy in RL. Map will be up tomorrow.
There are other people around, but these folks are loading the wagons.
The 6 of you are informed that the boat is in the harbor now, and gravitate towards the docks. You see each other, and have a few minutes to plan. Nobody's moving or paying much attention to you.