Kyndril arches a brow. "As welcoming as ever." He notes dryly, rolling his eyes. "But gang members harassing the Blood? Where might they be found?" After a few moments, he smirks faintly. "Well, if it's under-Sharn, we could do all three in the same area." Perhaps the Flame would grant him fortune, and such would be the case.
Easy enough to find them simply wait during the night at the Blood Temple, they will come to deface it. When they do come we then leap out of hiding and beat the answers out of them.
"Essar, we are all under orders to work as a team. Now, we have four conflicting tasks assigned, and we must decide as a group which to follow. I presume that both Ebran and Danir wish to use any opportunity to advance favor within their respective houses. I am also suppose to help our team gain the favor of dragonmarked houses if possible. Now, if five of us agree to the plan I just stated--to determine which quest of Danir's or Ebran's we should do, and to ignore yours and Othan's quests for the moment, then that will be what the group does. If the group decides to ignore your request, then you must go along with us."
As I said I can go get some Karn's to help me with the job, however if we are quick with whatever Danir and Ebran are planning we can still go hunting for the gang during the nightfall.
"Well, first I have to determine the location of my dungeon before the mission can even begin, so I'm off to work on that right now- how about we meet again at Hareth's Folly at dusk? Then we can also decide as a group which tasks to undertake and in which order."
Kyndril nods his assent, containing his rising excitement well. The University beckoned, and far be it from him to deny himself the chance to learn. "Let us do so, then."
"So Kyndril, are we off then?"
Kyndril nods again. "Certainly..." He looks at the artificer with an almost excited expression before remastering himself. "Let us go... do we need anything specific to prove we belong there, or is it only a fee?" He tilts his head.
"Very well, Danir.
Essar, I can't let you waste time getting Karns to help on an irrelevant issue. You must focus your energies on finding where Danir's dungeon is, for that is your duty to the citadel. A few dead gang members would not be beneficial to our team beyond the gold pieces provided, and that is not really a concern. Go, help Danir and Kyndril discover necessary information."
Xov turned around, saying "I shall go search the town for hints about Ebran's guy, I suppose I shall see you all later."
Xov walks off :
Time to gather some Karn's I swore that I would do the job and I will.I will not be accompanying you two, my duty to the Blood comes first. However I will see to getting some information on this dungeon, perhaps even a guide to the under sharn. Essar then hurries off towards a tavern he had seen near the Blood Temple.
Danir hails a skycoach and once one appears he gestures for Kyndril to get in and then foolows him in.
"Driver, the nearest House Sivis Message Station please."
"I wonder if Robin Nimblefingers has anything to do with the gang that is defacing the temple... We could ask Essar when he returns. I am not one for gathering information."
Xov felt a surge of rage as the cleric left. Does he not remember where he was two weeks ago? Does he not remember that he was released from prison specifically to serve the citadel's aims? Is he not even aware that they still hold the final cards on his citizenship status, and that he cannot return to his normal life until released by the Citadel? While I am no fan of the Brelish, Essar's complete lack of personal duty is disgusting. No, no, calm down, he thought, I have to let him go, for this to work. Gah!
Turning to Ebran, he replies "Nor am I, particularly, although I will ask some of my contacts to see what they can find--that usually has better success than my searching alone...
but, Robin Nimblefingers is protected by the Emerald Claw, so if Essar knows him at all, it would likely be as an ally, so I do not think it wise to alert him of our intentions until necessary."
Essar walked into the tavern and looked around, his focus on finding strong and tough Karn warriors,
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Ressir paced the ground, looking at the rectangular thing on his wall. He saw the group breaking up following various leads. "Gather PoWs from different countries, they said, offer them Amnesty to handle a Brelish problem, they said," Ressir mused. "Bullocks. Well, at least they all have different goals in mind. I just hoped they do it as a team. I'm too old for this."
Ressir sat down. As beautiful woman came from behind the curtain, well dressed and sat down before him. She was voluptuous and did not look a day over eighteen. She also had a strange head dress on her head.
"What shall be done about the problem, sir?" she asked.
"We send a telepathic projection to all of them, remind them that they are to work as a team, I never thought I would be working with one of the Vampire King's special agents."
"Your plight concerns my King as your king has his granddaughter as his royal ward and hostage," said the woman. "Shall we begin?"
Xov, I suggest you make a Spellcraft roll.
"Gentlemen, this is Ressir. As your Royal Eyes' operative should know by now, I have been watching your progress. You were all hand selected because you all fit your profiles perfectly. However, you are being too perfect. We are asking you to transcend your nationalities just this once and act as a team. I suggest you don't let your national prides break you up. Choose one job and then do the other. Do not do things alone.
"You were specifically chosen to misdirect, mislead, and deceive the Aurum in this endeavor. If we had used Brelish, there would be cries of conspiracy, and the King would be forced to act. You were chosen because of your backgrounds. Do your job. Mislead, misdirect, and deceive the Aurum. Then strike at them. But do it as a team."
"I'll relay more through Telepathy as it deems fit."
The voice in your minds stops.
"Kinda hard when the Karrn refuses, but oh well. Maybe he will get himself killed or arrested or something."
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Essar walked into the tavern and looked around, his focus on finding strong and tough Karn warriors,
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Other than that, it's a typical tavern. You've got your barmaids, you've got your innkeepers, and it was expected that they'd be all Halflings with the symbol of House Gallandra over the hearth. Still, there are some human types working here.
"Okay, I guess we keep searching, then. If we find something for your quest before Danir's, we'll go with yours. If not, we'll go with Danir's. Then we'll do the other one."
Danir, versed as he is in the field of mystical teachings tries researching from another direction- the schema. As he knows that they were ancient magical scroll-like carvings that need to be assembled, he looks for any clues regarding any magical lore about the area around Sharn going back to the days of the Dhakaani Empire.
Oh what I would give for a loyal Emerald Claw squad...
Essar gazed around the room and spotted a group of what seemed to be warriors. He walked up to their table and a rendered a traditional Karnathi military salute.
Greeting fellow warriors are you perhaps interested in some work?
"Yeah, makes sense. Best to go in the direction we have the most head start in."
I am fine with either mission, though i see no reason to aid the blood. In fact 20 gold split five ways is an insult to our skills.
After they had been searching for a few hours, he asks
"So...has anyone found anything useful?"
Gah!
An unpleasant thought suddenly occurred in Xov's mind:
I was really hoping that if we let Essar go off on his own, then he'd reveal something useful to a priest of Vol or something, without knowing he was being scried on. But Ressir basically blew the cover on that...
oh well, he's been watching us for awhile now, so he probably either decided that Essar doesn't have anything interesting he's hiding, or the citadel already figured out everything Essar's hiding . Of course, that means that there is a very slightly higher chance that the citadel found something that the Eyes didn't...
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Gah!
An unpleasant thought suddenly occurred in Xov's mind:
I was really hoping that if we let Essar go off on his own, then he'd reveal something useful to a priest of Vol or something, without knowing he was being scried on. But Ressir basically blew the cover on that...
oh well, he's been watching us for awhile now, so he probably either decided that Essar doesn't have anything interesting he's hiding, or the citadel already figured out everything Essar's hiding . Of course, that means that there is a very slightly higher chance that the citadel found something that the Eyes didn't...
Sifting through the tombs, Danir was getting slightly discouraged- he had found a nibble of possible leads here and there but was not sure if any of them were on the right track, and he was not sure how Kyndril was faring either...
The mercenaries were taking a long time about whether or not they would join in.
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Sifting through the tombs, Danir was getting slightly discouraged- he had found a nibble of possible leads here and there but was not sure if any of them were on the right track, and he was not sure how Kyndril was faring either...
There is a couple of dungeons outside of Sharn that fit the bill.
Castle Tarn, the Ruins, and Larquod's Legacy.
Xov was growing weary of searching. It is truly bizarre--why would information about a common thief be so well hidden? I do hope Kyndril and Danir are having better luck. Hmm, maybe some of my contacts within the Eyes have found something by now...
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Xov was growing weary of searching. It is truly bizarre--why would information about a common thief be so well hidden? I do hope Kyndril and Danir are having better luck. Hmm, maybe some of my contacts within the Eyes have found something by now...
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The thief happens to be a halfling (surprise, surprise) that has worked for the Valenar in the past. He recently stole the first Astrolabe with motives unknown, but it's known that the Astrolabe is one of the smallest Eldritch Machines in existence.
As for the thief's contacts, we know that he has been working with the Aurum in the past. Perhaps they want the Astrolabe?
"Ah, Kyndril, Danir"
At once, Xov was relieved to see his allies. And yet, he was frustrated with his own inability to obtain precise information. At least he knew something, so it wasn't a complete failure...
"I hope your attempts at finding leads on our quests were more successful than ours?"
Kyndril smiles faintly. "We have the names of a few areas we might want to search, but... There are indeed a few, so we aren't sure which to go to first."
"Perhaps Ebran had more success in his endeavors than us?"
"I see...I have found a bit about Robin Nimblefingers. I couldn't find anything about his motives, although the astroblade he stole is actually a tiny eldritch machine. I do not know what it does, but I know they can be very dangerous and powerful.
It gets worse, though, he has allied with the Aurum in the past, and may have stolen it for them. Also, Ebran said that Nimblefingers is protected by members of the Emerald Claw. The good news is that we can help Ebran while also advancing our mission. The bad news is that it might be that the Aurum and the Emerald Claw are working together..."
The vulkoori narrows his eyes, before lowering his voice
"There is one other thing--I received a mental signal that Essar is in trouble. I do not know what sort of trouble, I just felt that he is entering a trap of some sort. I do not know what we should do, but we must do...something. For if we were meant not to interfere with whatever trouble the irritating priest has gotten himself into, then I would not have been informed of his trouble."
"Leave him." Kyndril says, almost cheerfully. After a moment, he sighs. "Well, it'd be a nice idea, if we could do it." Flame forgive him, but he was tempted just to ignore the fanatic's plight.
"Meant to?" He shrugs. "Perhaps you are correct, but I would not take that mentality too far." When someone just tells him information, he assumes he is supposed to do something about it? He must make a terrible conversationalist. Interesting.
"Xov did you answer the message? If not then we never got it. Let us see if Essar is as legendary a warrior as he claims he is, if so he will survive. Let us search for this Robin Nimblefingers.
Xov sighs.
"The message in question must have been implanted in my mind by someone in the Royal Eyes, so it is not something I can take lightly. I also cannot deny receiving it, since scriers could tell that we are discussing it now...
perhaps it would be wise to at least see what he has gotten himself into. Although, if he is in danger, I have no desire to save him."
A twinkle came across the vulkoori's face
"Maybe we'll get lucky, and be able to recruit the help of whatever kills Essar"
"Regardless, I think that finding Robin Nimblefingers is far more important than anything that happens to the deranged cleric--if no one else wants to go find him, I will help you all continue to search for Nimblefingers and ignore Essar's plight unless we get further instructions to the contrary."
Lowering his voice so as not to be heard by prying outside ears, Danir remarks, "It pains me to say this Othan, but I think we need to make sure the fool does not get his head staved in- clearly the Citadel has access to information far beyond our current means and had some reason for placing him with us. Until we know that reason, I think it would be wise to keep him alive- perhaps beaten and bloody, but alive. And just think, I'm sure he'll do something idiotic down the road that will get him killed once he's served his purpose to the Citadel and us.