"I'm guessing our client already knows how our mission went by now. I don't think we need to visit him, I'm sure someone in the Mandrigal will collect our payment for us. I'm thinking we should be more discreet and never again customers while using our real faces. In fact, I suggest we use mask under the illusion of the Hat of Disguise, just so no mage with magic eyes learns our identity... Also it think it's time that we create a few code words/phrases... For safety. One so we know we can always be sure we are in fact talking to each other, another so we know we've been captured and the person in front of you is an impostor and another one so we can communicate that we are being observed... We should probably change these words every week or something like that."
Korak then turns to Jorriko and continues to speak.
"Jorriko, any suggestions? You're the shadowy guy of the team, after all. By the way... you should probably get a Hat of Disguise like the ones Jo and me got."
Agreed. We should pu the stolend good inside a box of lead for a couple of days, to prevent any divintation.
"Can't we use the base configuration to make a lead-lined room?"
Hmmm...sure. You can use it to make your storage room lead lined.
Three major player sin particular are practically wetting themselves in fear, and we think at least one of them is planning to do something to cover their own ass. Something that could get them caught, and we need them. Missions come through these guys, and without them it will be hard going getting word of new jobs out there.
The three guys' names follow:
Petrucho Alfingore, a Halfling merchant that moonlights as one of our contacts for people who want us to steal or retrieve certain objects.
Talfindere Yaf'bul, an Elven minor lord who dabbles in assassinations, either arranging them or on occasion carrying them out himself. Likewise, many Assassination jobs come through this source, as well as the odd Kidnapping or body guarding position.
Uruk Julka, a Half-Orc dock master. He's one of our premiere legbreakers, and has control of a fair number of our enforcers and is commonly known to handle and parcel out Collection jobs and the like. He in particular is being watched closely, and he's near the breaking point. We think he's going to try and take matters into his own hands, and likely violently.
We need these people alive, out of prison, and on our side. I trust you guys can handle this one?
Reward: 500 gold, and a Page of Spell Knowledge (level 2)
Shadows do not disguise themselves as anything... They simply are. To master the art of stealth, one does not blend with the shadow, they become it.
The next day I guess
I take 10 for a 25 in the gather information about the elf. I use a mas as Korak recommended, and never use my true face.
"Shadows do not disguise themselves as anything... They simply are. To master the art of stealth, one does not blend with the shadow, they become it."
Korak scratches the back of his head, then replies to Jorriko.
"Yeah... Well, shadows don't have faces to be recognized either. You do. And we shouldn't be recognized except in the moments we want to be. We are not exactly city-approved entrepreneurs..."
Jo doesn't really find out much about the man you don't already know. He's personally a formidable enemy (though not to the extent you guys are, perhaps), and is the main source for Assasination contracts the Mandrigal gets around these parts. He has his own network of spies that lurk around the city, and when they catch wind that someone wants someone else dead (and is serious about it), they contact the prospective client.
If they accept, he passes it on to the Mandrigal who puts it on the Board to be carried out by a skilled assassin.
He has the perfect social position to do this from, a minor nobleman, powerful enough that the common folk (and the Guard) dare not investigate him without concrete proof of any wrong doing, but beneath the notice of the more powerful lords and ladies of the city.
The problem he's having now is that the Obsidian Guard cares nothing for his supposed immunity, and if they catch even a whiff of Mandrigal connection from people who could conceivably be important to them, they follow it like bloodhounds.
The group sends the raven with a missive, asking for a meeting. A few hours later, he sends the raven back.
Very well. I assume this is in regards to recent events concerning our mutual acquaintances? Meet at a bistro in the Upper Quarter called the Mockingbird.
Seat one of your number at a table alone. The two remaining may place yourselves wherever you wish.
Order something, all of you if you like, but especially the one at the table. I've been told you are new to the business. Do try to act natural.
Someone will be along shortly to discuss matters with you, and will seat themselves across from you. He will show you a signal. You'll know it when you see it.
P.S. The blueberry scones are delicious, do try one.
~Shadowmaster
"Well... That was easy. I say Jo handles the negotiation. I'll stand by her side as a bodyguard of sorts, so the guy doesn't try anything funny. Jorriko, you should probably stay somewhere close enough to see us and come to our aid if necessary, but otherwise stay unnoticed. It's always nice to have a secret weapon if things go south. Besides, this way you can watch for trouble that we might miss from our position. What do you guys think?"
Agreed
Jo goes as a Milf Elf woman dressed With a small Tigh black dress that have an intricate golden dragon knitted all over it. Her hair is long and black, her eyes are green and her shoes are plain (no heels).
Before entering I cast shield on myself and detect magic.
Jo goes as a Milf Elf woman
Korak uses a plain mask over his face, then activates his hat to create an illusion that changes his appearance to that of a muscular human man with bald head and a grey beard, he appears to be donning a battered chain shirt. He grabs a longsword as part of the disguise. No need to tell anyone he's better with his knuckles, after all.
"Okay, tiny. Be sure to get us some good intel on whatever it's that he wants us to do... The devil is always in the details."
Stay me alive and eveyrhing will be fine
"I'll keep you safe as long as you stay close... Also, maybe it's just me being paranoid, but I'd rather not eat anything in a meeting with a guy involved in assassination, unless you have some magic to detect/purify this sort of thing... That said, we do have to look natural..."
[ooc] Found it[ooc]
Jo Buy 2 vials of antitoxin drinking one before entering to that place.
"Give me the other vial. I'll keep it safe for you. If they ask, simply say I don't drink or eat snacks during a job..."
I have detect poison as an orison. But I will be scouting rooftops and side streets for potential threats. Snipers, bombers, sting officers, and such.
Jo sits at her table and waits. She sits for about 30 minutes, and nobody arrives.
At about that time, she hears someone clearing their throat behind her.
"Madame, I was told to bring this to you. A mutual friend said you'd want one."
He presents to her a blueberry scone on a small saucer. Underneath the scone the corner of a piece of paper peaks out.
Jorriko prowls the rooftops, looking for any signs of trouble.
For a while, there's no sign of anything.
However, about the same time Jo receives her scone, Jorriko notices four figures, closing in on the cafe from all sides. Two are heavily armored, while two are more lightly so, and seem to have a large number of pouches covering their armor, some of which have vials peeking out of them.
The sign of the Obsidian Guard is emblazoned clearly on each shoulder.
They'll be at the cafe within seconds, but none seem to notice Jorriko, as stealthy as he is. He could easily get the drop on one of them, or swiftly make it into the cafe to warn the others. They are a fair distance apart from each other (each closing in from a different alley).
Jo takes the note and reads it.
I hope this message reaches you in time, it would be quite inconvenient if it didn't. It appears the Obsidian Order ARE investigating me after all. I don't know how, but they've figured out we were supposed to meet at the cafe around this time. I may need to plug a leak...but that's my business.
They're on their way as I write this. I'm having it delivered as quickly as possible.
Should you escape, I'll contact you again sometime. We still have important business to discuss.
Hope you at least had time to enjoy your scone.
~Shadowmaster
Jo takes the scon and give it a small bite. Jo go the bathroom and cast charm person on a random waitress (DC 18)
Hey, can you do me a favor. If somebody enter asking for a girl with my description please say that she just leave a minute Ago, thanks
When the waistress leave, Jo change her appareance cast shield on herself and then cast invisibility.
Korak whispers to Jo
"Told ya we should have gone to his house... They'd have known we were there, but at least they'd be less inclined to follow us!"
Korak follows Jo into the bathroom, growling at anyone who cares to protest his presence. When the two of them find themselves to be the only ones in the room, he uses his hat to take the appearance of an young elven man and then talks to Jo one more time.
"So... Can I have some of that disappearing juice too?"
I cast invisibility on Korak too.
Oh come on, stop complaining. Worst case escenario we kill some guards
Jo Charms the waitress, who leaves to go about her business, and then finishes her castings.
She and Korak look for a window, and find one, about halfway up the wall. It is small, but with a little squeezing Jo could get out. Korak, however, is too big to fit through such a small space.
At about the same time they register that fact, they hear the sound of breaking glass all over the shop. A strange hissing fills the air, and you notice a few wisps of yellow gas, or smoke start creeping in under the bathroom door.
She and Korak look for a window, and find one, about halfway up the wall. It is small, but with a little squeezing Jo could get out. Korak, however, is too big to fit through such a small space.
At about the same time they register that fact, they hear the sound of breaking glass all over the shop. A strange hissing fills the air, and you notice a few wisps of yellow gas, or smoke start creeping in under the bathroom door.
Korak holds his breath and takes opens the bathroom door just slightly in order to take a sneak peak on what's happening outside the bathroom
Korak opens the door and a wave of the gas rolls in. He can't see much of anything beyond the door, the fog is too thick.