The viewing winds down and the adepts take all the items away. The lead man stands up on the stand again.
"I hope you all enjoyed what you saw and will bid generously tomorrow. The reception is now over so you may return to your rooms and the auction will begin tomorrow afternoon. Good evening everyone."
He bows slightly and walks away. The room starts to clear out.
"If Nonesuch strikes you as a danger, do we really want to leave him in play? We could just eliminate him in a quiet manner. Perhaps arrange for him to be kicked out like Roj?"
This is said once the three were alone.
"A fair point but if he is a danger don;t we want to know what he is interested in and take it from him? I can't get in contact with Roj, should I perhaps do what I had asked Roj to do? Then assuming I identify a craft that is Nonesuch's have Roj tag it and watch it? The problem of course is that if Roj gets into trouble there is nothing we can do about it. It may be good for me to meet with him anyway as he seemed to discover something in the crypt that I did not. Ricard is there any way you can go to the administratum and convince them to give you a guest list? I tried it but did not get very far. If we get that perhaps we can run some names and see if anything pops up".
"Nonesuch will remain alive until we know exactly what he is here for and his intentions. There is something terribly wrong with that man and to eliminate him without any idea as to what him and his potential cohorts are after will simply cripple us of our only lead... Do what needs to be done Sardon, Nonesuch is our only current lead and we need as much information on him as possible. Ketchum, I want you to shadow him, observe the lead and gather what you can, only use force if utterly necessary.... I will go work my 'charm' on the administratum as you suggested, see what I can gather from them... Perhaps I can pull a few strings."
Ketchum merely nods and exits, attempting to keep a surreptitious eye on Nonesuch.
Auraxis: you look through the dataslate to find any information about the individuals here or if they are on record as known heretics but nothing comes up.
Illidan: you rest cozy in your shack of a room waiting for the next day to come.
Mindblade: you head back into the hallways to try to find Nonesuch but do not have any luck. He is either back in his room or another part of the house that you aren't looking. In face the house is VERY quite as most must be getting rest waiting for tomorrow.
Nihil: you contemplate what you learned from the books and how your soul is slightly more corrupt and closer to chaos.
I want to go outside and try to vox Roj and ask him to investigate the ships, if I can't get him I will do it myself. Making sure our ship is there or see if any other ship is there and determine whose ship it is!
Auraxis is able to leave the house no problem. It is very dark out right now as it's late and there are a few PDF at the front gate watching over the place. You can see the smoke from the town in the distance.
Illidan you receive a message on your Vox...
G.Emp. Ricard stated that he would "go work my 'charm' on the administratum as you suggested, see what I can gather from them... Perhaps I can pull a few strings."
Ketchum will find someone to direct him to Nonesuch's rooms.
(Track wouldn't work. No obvious signs, and I don't have Heightened smell like Huntarr did.)
Ketchum returns to his rooms to await the morning.
Paranoid and unable to rest well "roj" springs off the bed to his feet. Out of habbit checks his surrounding and heads into a corner out of sight of any windows and listens to his vox transmission
"I will check the ships thoroughly sir. But I have a favor to ask. I need to know are these walls guarded by sentries, mounted guns or them shadow hugging freaks. When @#$/ goes down and it will, I will need a point of entry. I wasnt able to scope any tunnels or sewage ways even though I scoured with a fine tooth comb only way left is to go over the wall. I believe the alter of fire is best spot to penatrate. If you cohld help me find a way in I can join the party. Over"
Illidan: The only landing point is where you came here on the vessel. There are no other ports.
Auraxis: The main entrance is guarded by 6 PDF's outside and 6 inside. Pretty well guarded for one entrance. This is the only entrance and exit that you are aware of to this building.
G. Emp. doesmy dataslate have a schematic of the building which I analyze to determine whether there is another entrance somewhere? I would be surprised if Haarlock did not put an extra entrance to the crypts in somewhere!
Auraxis: There is nothing on it that would indicate any other entrances or exits.
After meeting with Roj and informing him that I see no solution to his current problem I will head back inside to our quarters.
Illidan: You wake before the sun comes up and head toward the docks. It takes you about an hour to get there and the sun is just starting to shine at this time. You see the House of Dust and Ask behind you looming with the smoke moving up into the ashen skies. At the docks you only see one vessel, the one you came in on. You see the men working on fixing the ship up from the raiders damage on your way over to this dreadful island.
Rest of group: You awake on your own and the new day begins. There is a note under your door instructing you that the auction will begin at high noon so make your way to the same room as last night to start the auction. You have about 6 hours to kill before the auction starts.
roj will go over to the men working on the ship and inquire if there have been any radio contact with ground control or know of any incoming ships to transport the current people here off this rock.
"My good man, a moment of you time please. Do you know if there are any other ships coming to transport these nobles out of here? Or if there are any other ways out of here"
Inquire
The Captain you recognize comes over as his men ignore you.
"You and your friends don't have much time. We should be all fixed up by tomorrow so get what you came here for and leave. I don't think any other ships are due to come here anytime soon but who knows."
He shrugs a bit and goes back to work.
I would like to venture out and see if anything strange took place over night. Also I would like one more shot at obtaining the guest list.
Charm
Nihil will probably go look into getting some breakfast first. Can't hunt a heretic without a balanced meal in your stomach.
Ketchum will stick with Nihil until Nonesuch appears.
Auraxis:
You are able to sweet talk one of the female Adepts with your silver tongue *lick lick* and she gives you a listing of all the guests.
Lanus Cisten - you met him on the ship
Whent - Cisten's junior scribe you met on the ship
Vymer - tough guys you saw on ship
Quill - tough guys you saw on ship
Octavia Nile - woman you met on ship
Octavia Nile 3 Bodyguards no names registered
Abbot Tamas of Shale - priest from the ship voyage
Arko - One of shales priests
Shales acolyes - 5 other priests tagging along no names associated
Captain Rubio of the “Ozmandius” (3 body guards no names)
Magyar Marshrek
Master Nonesuch (3 body guards no names)
Mindblade/Nihil:
As you head to get some food you see a man dressed in tattered robes and bandaged hands in the hall way guzzling down a bottle of some liquor and glares at you two as you approach with a wicked grin.
Raising a curious brow at the rag tag drunkard, Nihil exchanges a glance with Mindblade before pausing at the man.
"What is it that has a rancid rustic grinning like a Mafli hyena?..."
Nihil/Mindblade: You recognize this man. He is one of the adepts that was with the priest on the trip over.
He spits at the ground in front of you, you can see a little blood in the spit.
"You think your better than me? HUH! Noble SCUM!"
He moves a bit closer waving the bottle around yelling at you.
Nihil simply reaches out and grabs the man by the scruff of his rags and yanks him a bit closer.
"Perhaps but these are filthy robes for the serf of a Cleric. Did you think I would forget a face as ugly as yours, no disguise could hide that."
Roj take the intel gathered here at the docs and makes his decent towards the out skirts of the house.
once roj reaches his newest destination outside the alter of fire he tosses his bag down and shuffles through his gear in his backpack. Roj finds his Lascutter and goes to work on the wall.going to try and vox the group. before cutting
I was not able to find a point of entry, so I am going to make one. These hooded goons found me via psy disturbance so I will bust through this wall via lascutter n krak. and bout time they realize what hit them I will be gone. Will lay waste this time to all who oppose me. Any objection to my plan or I could just scale the wall using my psy skills? Ricard
Assuming Auraxis gets the vox,
Now that I have a list of names I will run through the dataslate. If possible I would also like to run known associates and see if that creates a link to something unseemly.
Once I have completed this exercise I will rejoin Ricard and Ketchum.
Ketchum didn't respond to the vox. Ricard was in command, so the decision was his.
He does watch Ricard grab the adept, somewhat bemusedly. He'll let the Noble handle it since he seems so inclined, but he will stand prepared to do what will surely become necessary.
(Ketchum watches the man, waiting for him to take a swing.)
roj backs away from the wall trigger finger twitching, itching to fire off the lasscutter in Defiance to the squad leader. Knowing he is right and for his former action have marooned him to the outskirts of the city unable to aid his comrades in the heart of the mission.
"God Emperor Help me" Roj whispers. kicking a few rocks about Roj places his gear away.
Nihil/Mindblade: Please roll init as he is about to take a swing at Nihil with the bottle.
Cleric Init:
Illidan: Make your psy tests to activate power and start climbing.
Auraxis: You hear the commotion between Nihil and this drunk over the vox but you are quite a bit away from them.
I am in no rush to get there, Ketchum is more than capable of handling the situation.
I will work my way over there though, looking out for someone to talk to about the auction on the way over, someone who is in a bit of a rush that I can try to fast-talk or intimidate information out of.
Init:
Init:
(I'm pretty sure I go first.)
Ketchum steps in the way of the swing, allowing the bottle to shatter harmlessly against his armor, as he draws a single blade.
"This ends now. You decide how."
Auraxis: Using your detective type skills and information you have gathered so far and get a few hits! This information was difficult to pull but you were able to piece them together.
Vymer and Quill are both bounty hunters. Pretty well known in the Mafli.
Octavia Nile works for the Logician cult.
Magyar Marshrek is a beast house trader and Rogue Trader.
Nihil/Mindblade: Time seems to move in slow motion as Mindblade steps in front of the bottle about to smash Nihils face and the glass shatters making a loud crashing sound and the serfs eyes grow wide in surprise at how fast Mindblade was.
Just as Mindblade warns the serf you hear noise coming from down the hall and you see a fat man in clerical robes walking toward you all with a few other serfs behind him. It is the cleric this man was with on the ship. He speaks in a very loud and boisterous voice.
"GENTLEMEN! Please let us put our weapons away as they are not needed here this man here has obviously had one to many of his sinful drinks and will be dealt with accordingly." he gives the serf a stare that would turn a cats hair white and then looks back to the 2 of you and smiles a giant grin.
The men behind him all look gaunt and malnourished much like the man that attacked you.
Armed with that information Auraxis speeds up his approach to the position of his allies.
Nihil cocks his head idly to the side, his face a visage of distaste and annoying.
"I would expect better manners from a serf, let alone one called the beckon of a clergyman Now not only has this miscreant displayed ill perform of a serf but has attempted to strike me with his bottle of spirits. Now I only find it fair you give me an explanation, good sir... For my troubles."
He would reach down, idly lying a han upon the grip of his bolt pistol. Emaciated husks of serfs, one of which who is roaming about in the rags of a drunk man. There was something very wrong with this picture and he wanted an answer.