
Kristrille Iris |

She nods to Myriana, "I have magic backup for you." She watched the stairs while Myriana got equipped.
Readied action to shoot anything coming up the stair with ray of frost.

GM Wolf |

Desseer stands up and gives Alise a charming smile, "Thank you for all of that." He then bows slightly and says, "I will cause problems for Craterlord Klevin and incriminate another Craterlord." Unless she stops him, Desseer will turn and leave.
Alise nods and offers, "Excellent, and if you need any assistance, you know where I will be."

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He emerges from the building and gestures to John and Jav to follow and then he heads to the Red Lantern Quarter.
"John, I've been way too uptight lately," he says with a smile. "I haven't taken time to enjoy myself. Let's have fun with this one."
more to come...
"That is unfortunate. We need to rectify that. What did you have in mind? I have been itching to kill some bandits. I am ready for a purge. You just let me know. Should I go get Jav and the giant?"
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retcon: Desseer is just walking to the Red Lantern Quarter with John.
Upon reaching the Red Lantern Quarter Desseer searches for an upscale brothel, one that likely caters to high class clientele. He does not ask around, but tries to look based on outward appearance.
Walking around we find two possible prospects.
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Once found, he adjusts his clothing to be semi-revealing and enters.
"Excuse me, he says to the first person he sees. I have a very specific request. It is nothing that would be overly much or harmful. It would be fairly straightforward, actually. I am looking for stationery."
"Actually," he interjects right after finishing, "it is intended for a...friend. Could I get someone to frill the parchment up as well?"
The simple clothed slave, with a single shackle on her arm, quickly gets you some stationery. "I am sorry sir, I can't leave without permission. If you go down the street to the Scroll and Scribe, they will be able to help you with the rest."

Ink the Spot |

Alchemy: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15
Once they pass, Ink will drop down and creep upon the straggler and Take out that one.
Stealth: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23
Attack: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (16) + 19 = 35
Piercing Damage: 1d6 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13
Sudden Strike: 4d4 ⇒ (3, 1, 1, 1) = 6
Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
Piercing: 1d6 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13
Sudden Strike: 4d4 ⇒ (2, 2, 3, 1) = 8
If that kills him he will assume the guise of stains on the floor
Disguise: 1d20 + 41 ⇒ (13) + 41 = 54

Desseer Arnalc |

Desseer looks ponderous for a moment while staring off, "No...this could work." He then looks back with a charming smile and piercing gaze, "Little miss, do you know how to write?"
Either answer, Desseer will get her to write on the paper "Stay out of the Red Light District", even if he has to coach her through it or cast Suggestion. Also either way he will be kind and gentle.
Once the note is written, he will fold it twice and stash it in a pocket as he leans in close to the slave, "I don't want you to get in trouble. So, if anyone comes asking, tell them that the Ash Vulture made this request."

GM Wolf |

Ink kills the last one into the room with his two strikes and appears as a stain next to the body. The others stop and look at their fallen companion confused.
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The girl is willing. She gets a feather (quill) and a bottle of ink. The madam of the establishment watches. The girl is able to write it with help. The slave girl nods to Desseer. If nothing else she takes the quill and Ink bottle to the Madam, and tells her.

Myriana |

Myriana was ready to go and thought to Ink, We are coming back downya, where are the enemies at nya, as she began to move down the stairs, ready to cast a spell or claw someone's face off as appropriate.

Ink the Spot |

" Enemies confused. I am Playing with them" He answers the baritone voice deipping with sadistic glee.
Anton, was a killer, A hitman and soilder. He was a criminal long made into a man of great skill. As Ink he was more subdued. Though here in battle his old self, his real seld was able to be free and have fun. He was getting rusty.
Ink would wait when then all began to look away from the fallen and strike again, turning into the Mans negative. All they had to do was move.
Just then he looks to the leader and speak to his mind. ' Its betrayal it has to be" it was a tactic to see if it bared fruit Bluff: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (16) + 16 = 32

Desseer Arnalc |

Desseer gives the watching Madame a wink before turning and leaving.
When the two exits the establishment, Desser looks around and points in a particular direction (toward the Guild District). "That way to our next stop," he says happily as he begins walking. "Well John, what do you think I am up to?"

Myriana |

Myriana made the last adjustment as she went back downstairs, her mystic armor forming over her into an invisible barrier of force that would help protect her if attacked. Once she was down far enough to see she looked at the fighting and made sure they would not be targeted if they went any further. If there were any active threats, she would do what she needed to.

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"It looks like you are doing the job but I can't make heads or tails of it." He says honestly showing his straight forwardness.

Desseer Arnalc |

"Aww, c'mon John," Desseer says with friendly ribbing as they continue to walk. "The note says 'Stay out of the Red Light District'. I'll add that we are headed to the Guild District for some poison, one of that district's specialties. Then we will poison some peeps in the Arcane Quarter, the targeted quarter. So?"

Ink the Spot |

Ink will move as a gelatinous goo away.
Stealth: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (13) + 21 = 34
'I see you, Myriana, isn't it great! Watch them kill each other! Poor boys have no sense of Family. To think a little voice of doubt and a death can cause this!'Ink says in malicious glee, watching the men fight one another.

Myriana |

Myriana rolled her eyes at Ink's words. When she was undead she might have agreed but now? The chaos of it all appealed to her but the death did not. Besides, it jeopardized what they were trying to do. Myriana moved to try and find a window she could view another building she from. She and Iris needed to get out of here soon.
When she found one she looked at it and said, "Alright Mistress nya, time to go nya," as she took Iris' hand. She began to cast a spell and, when it finished, the two of them teleported to the roof of a building she could see and ducked down, immediately pulling Iris down with her so they couldn't be seen from the street and thought to Ink, Best we not be caught here nya. We'll head back to our innya once the coast is clear.

Myriana |

Forgot to include Myriana is going to do the teleport with Dim Door so she can take Iris with her.

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"Aww, c'mon John," Desseer says with friendly ribbing as they continue to walk. "The note says 'Stay out of the Red Light District'. I'll add that we are headed to the Guild District for some poison, one of that district's specialties. Then we will poison some peeps in the Arcane Quarter, the targeted quarter. So?"
He states a bit out of odds, "Just give me orders. Though to what end? What was our goal in the first place?"

GM Wolf |

Myriana takes Iris and teleports using dimensional door to the roof of the next building, ducking down to avoid being seen by the folks in the street. Luckily, they were focused on the fight inside.
Ink slinks away.
The men continue to fight, obviously not trusting each other. The eight more bandit guards watch from the street.

Desseer Arnalc |

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (1) + 23 = 24
Tiefling-Desseer pauses as he is about to respond when he notices the restaurant situation. "1 sec John," Desseer says before leaning a little toward the guards. "What's going on here?" he asks the guards.

Myriana |

Myriana spotted John as she spied on the street below from her vantage point and thought to Ink, John is down there in the street nya, let him know what is going on please nya.