...Hell of a sleep spell, then. Well, back to look at the others.
And then up at what they're all looking at.
"Come on little one."
"Of course. Let's go. She responds back to the small creature.
She gives the others of her group a look. "I have someone meet in the back. Our little friend up there." she says quietly. She heads out the back door of the pub to meet the dragon.
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The little dragon makes itself invisible and lands on Lena's shoulder "Let's get outside and I'll answer what questions you'll have."
Clenchjaw pulls himself together "Thank you miss, I don't know what lulled me into a sleep again. If you'll excuse me I have a few people to show outside for fighting in my tavern." he says walking over to where Micheria has broken off the barbrawl before it got to serious and grabs the two bralwers by the shoulders and kindly shows them the street outside.
"Of... course."
Meliora is clearly distracted by Lena's statement and subsequent decision to excuse herself, and decides to follow her. She opts to hide herself by leaning against a wall and peering out from around the corner.
Her hair is totally sticking out, alongside her eye. She is not good at this.
"I hope you don't mind that I stepped in. I thought it best and sometimes just being a woman is enough to get the lads to calm down."
I hope I didn't tip that I am that capable of a fighter.
Seeing the rest of the group head to the door she shrugs and follows. Not having seen the little dragon she is unsure why they are leaving.
"So were done here I guess."
Jack slips out behind Micheria, not certain what's going on himself.
Lena heads into the alleyway, and looks around to make sure no one by her companions are in the area. If she sees no one, she starts to talk to the small dragon. Causing most of her companions to wonder if she's lost her mind.
"Why are you causing havoc at the pub? It doesn't seem like the kind of place a fine creature like you would hang out in. Do you need some type of help?"
Well hello there, little dragon. What are you?
Jack frowns at the troublemaking dragon. "There are some folks who believe the Thrashing Badger was burned down by Thrune supporters because it was a political hotspot. You're endangering Clenchjaw's place with the fights you've caused. Keep it up and you'll be out in the streets again."
A cute butterfly-winged dragon that wizards can have as a familiar that can and does spread chaos?
'I want it.'
Meliora quietly clears her throat to reveal herself (not that anyone couldn't already see her).
"That won't stop Thrune's ilk from just burning the whole place down if they think it's becoming a problem. If you want to hide and mislead people, why not go for a bigger target than a single bar? Like... the whole of the city, for instance?"
Oh man it was such a cute little dragon thing and she so wanted to talk to it but with everyone darting outside so fast she felt it best to well watch the door. She leans across it nonchelauntly and then calls out.
"Can anyone sing? I'll buy someone a drink for a rousing song."
She flashed her best non showing fang smile while trying to look bored.
"So you like political debate and causing discord? How would it be of a group of people helped you do that? Maybe give you places to go and ideas of the problems to cause?"
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"Guess you might be right about Thrune just burning the place down, happened to the badger it would be a big hassle to keep moving my nest around from one tavern to another." he says taking a moment to respond ot Micheria "What are you suggesting? How could I possible be of help to someone such as you?"
Canacha there doesn't seem to be anyone who bites on your suggestion, people might be afraid to get up and do anything for fear of another brawl breaking out.
"We... have a place. IF your interested you could help us bring back a climate of debate. We could give you places to go that would be effective, weaken the people that burned the Badger."
She pauses to see if any of her companions object.
"We would help keep your nest safe and I think Meliora would like having you around."
Lean gives the small dragon a big smile.
"We can help you keep you nest safe as Mic said. Meliora is a powerful wizard who could use a wise companion like you to help her become even more powerful."
She wants to pet the small creature, but is afraid it will snap at her. She waves for Meli to come forward.
Meliora comes forward, and makes the biggest puppy dog eyes she possibly can.
aaaaand that's an epic fail. You know that thing where you accidentally overflex your facial muscles and they ache?
"GAH! This is not the savory kind of stinging! This is definitely not the savory kind of--"
Her hands are over her face and she shuts up, making the strangled sort of wailing sound that comes with knowing you had one shot and completely messed it up.
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The dragon is really interrested to hear what you are offering. "Sounds like fun, you keep my nest safe and don't take any of my treasured from it. And I'll help you with some small stuff." the dragon says the last bit with a grin.
He turns to Lena "Will you get my nest down from the roof? You found me so you know where it is. It's gotten a little heavier than I can move on my own."
Although Jack obviously has some reservations about taking in the prankster dragon, he feels like he's in the minority. "If we're going to go ahead with this plan...do we want to remove this fellow's nest while there are witnesses about or maybe wait until after closing or maybe even 'til tomorrow morning to do it when there are no prying eyes around? Mic--you've got a decent rapport with Clenchjaw. Ask him if that'd be OK."
"Maybe we can stay here tonight and get rid of the "gremlins" that are in the rafters first thing in the morning." Lena suggests.
"How about we just tell him what the problem is, and then make sure we take it off his hands? I don't think it'll cause much of a fuss if we're just upfront and say what happened and that we're taking him with us."
Jack shrugs at Meliora. "I was under the impression that Lena was inviting the little...--Hey, dragon! You have a name?--fellow to join our 'organization.' And secret weapons work better when they're actually secret."
"Can you turn and stay invisible?" Jack asks the dragon. "Just removing a nest from the rafters probably won't cause much of a stir."
His eyes twinkling with amusement, Jack adds, "Taverns are expected to have a certain amount of rats in 'em, right?"
Jack's reservations about the prankster dragon fly out the window at the little wyrm's last words. Returning its grin, Jack tells it, "Well then, Vendalfek...I believe we're about to make you one happy little dragon."
How could the rat-chomping little fellow NOT like living in a hideout connected to the sewers?
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If no one objects you guys have now recruited a new ally.
Vendalfek: The little fairy dragon Vendalfek excels at trickery and spreading confusion; hobbies that the Silver Ravens can turn to their advantage. Vendalfek allows the rebellion to take the Spread Disinformation action even if it doesn’t have rumormongers, agitators, or cognoscenti. If the rebellion does have a team that grants this action, Vendalfek grants a +4 bonus on all Secrecy checks to Spread Disinformation.
"Well if rats are delicious you may find a few in your new home as well. We can also make sure you are well fed."
Jack chuckles and shakes his head. He decides to let someone else tell their new ally that the sewer hideout is located beneath one of Kintargo's best coffee houses. Perhaps bringing Vendalfek some of Laria's baked goods would offer Meliora a second chance at making a good first impression with the little dragon.
"Let's go get that nest then. We need to get moving. Curfew is in just a few minutes. Meli would you like to accompany Vendalfek while I grab the next?" She tries to pass the small dragon over to the wizard.
Meliora finds herself holding a super cute fairy dragon without much fuss, and she looks at it awkwardly.
First impressions are important, but she blew that. Second impressions, then. She'd have to go with second impressions.
"So... Hey, Vendalfek, did you know that Silent Image spells can be used to make images appear on mirrors? Only the mirrors have the image reflecting properly underneath, so you have to like... put it right in front of the mirror. B-but you can totally make someone look completely off if you want! Or seriously mess up their shaving job!"
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Vendalfek thinks about it for a while than jumping into Meliora's hair messing it like a cat does a blanket before lying down "I think your trick works better if you made the whole mirror out of an illusion otherwise they would see their own reflection beside the illusion when the start moving."
The nest is easily reachable from standing on a table.
Jack takes the initiative of hopping on the table and fetching the faerie dragon's nest out of the rafters. When a few patrons look at him strangely, Jack peeks into the nest, turns to Clenchjaw, and says, "Well--glad to see this isn't a rat's nest like I feared it might be. Looks like maybe a gull's nest. When did you let a gull in here long enough to build a nest anyways?"
While the tavern patrons turn to Clenchjaw for an answer, Jack slips the nest under the folds of his cloak and exits the drinking hole, ignoring anyone who might say, "Wait just a minute...."
"Great work Jack. Lets head back for the night before anything goes wrong. I think this was a successful run."
"Oh, that's true! But you have to be paying attention to really get their movements... Hrm. Illusions are a prickly business if you really think about it..."
There's a dragon in her hair, this is the coolest day ever. Time to return home!
"Agreed, Mic. Mission completely accomplished! Now we need to see what else might be on the docket... Or maybe dedicate tomorrow to actually selling stuff."
She pauses.
"Actually, I was wondering if we could just keep all our unspent shares of loot as part of... well, y'know. The funding budget for our secret club. We can pull from it for healing as necessary, and use it to fund club activities. Keep our assets one step removed from liquid, you know?"
"Let's get moving. We need to beat curfew." Lena moves through the streets quickly.
"I don't mind pooling the funds to fund our endeavor." She says to Meliora as they walk through the city at dusk. She looks back and forth just in case as they head back.
Mic nods.
"Fine by me I don't need much, not even weapons mostly. Maybe some supplies for crafting things people need but I do not mind speaking up, never been shy."
With little idea what to do next Mic grabs a snack and does some shadowboxing and candlesticks to stay in shape.
I need to get a sand bag to practice on. Don't want me hands and knees to get out of practice.
With that in mind she looks for a place she could hang a practice bag and head to bed.
Rexus...
Meliora sighs, and finds a blanket to put over him. It wouldn't do to have their translator getting sick, after all. Once he's been taken care of, it's time to do the teensiest bit of accounting.
"So... tomorrow I think we should finally get around to hawking the stuff we don't actually need first thing in the morning. After that... what else's on the docket that needs attention?"
Lena answers Meliora, "I"m not sure. No one is missing. We found out what was wrong at Clenchjaw's. Did we have more rumors to check out? Maybe we could talk to people as we sell our extra items."
"Let's get our new friend settled."
Jack decides it's a fine morning for a good, long stroll throughout Villegre. Since he usually hangs out in the Redroof and Temple Hill districts, he decides it's high time he learned some of the scuttlebutt from another section of the city. About 8 hours later, he returns to the Wasps' Nest and reports what he's heard to the others.