GM and Gala: Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26 So could've used that roll in another game... Archaouss tilts his head his elvish ears picking up the noise coming from the house. Frowning he draws a dagger from his sleeve and approaches the house. Peering back at Galacia he makes a gesture holding his finger to his lips. Sleight of hand
Stealth
Dont worry guys the calvary is coming ;D
GM: "N Im fine thank you." He replies shaking the offered hand lightly before turning to glance more in depth at the chamber. "Quite a fine office you have here. But Enough about that. I am looking for information about the recent burning of the old mill. Seems not many know much except it used to belong to a man that just dissapeared. Am I corect?"
hey Elon paul has stepped out for a minute your talking to air hehe but then you are a holy man so maybe your used to talking to the air? JUST KIDDING! Archaouss almost seems to flinch at the sound of the Galacia's voice but turns to smile nonetheless. "Well of course miss will anyone else be joining us?" He says with only a slight edge creeping in before turning away to start walking. He really didnt need to ask for where the mayors house was. General rule of village politics. Look for the biggest house and thats the mayor. If it seems he is walking a tad fast then maybe its just because a chill is in there or something.
Archaouss visibly brightens at Paul's last few words and drains his glass of wine and gets up. "Well then we should split up and find out who would want the mill burned down. Ill start with the mayor. Anyone else want to tag along? No? What a shame. Oh well meet you all back here say two hours? He says in a stream of words and worms his way to the door a few coins of silver on the table near the wine glass. obviously if anyone wants to come along more than free just archy's character hehe
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Not able to find Miss Banks in a semi private area away from her fathers seat of power Archaouss decides wisely to wait for her to make an appearance outside. Strolling around the market he spots his companions. Walking up to the rest whistling he greets them "Morning sleepy heads! Anyone bring me a spot of breakfast?"
GM: Perception
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19 Gather information rumors gossip useful tidbits 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21 oh snap lol With a bright smile on his face Archaouss walks about the market chuckling and joking with the townsfolk and generally making himself known around the town as a bright an friendly fellow looking for the Miss Banks.
Archaeouss sits up from his meditation he found that sleeping for a few hours followed by meditation helped him focus on what he wanted to achieve that day. Always useful when contemplating, theft, killing, blackmail... He made his way downstairs after retrieving his various daggers and hiding them on his person. Stretching slightly he asks the nearest person who the mayors daughter is.
"I should say that I was at one time a blade for hire. I could say that I am a petty theif trying to make his way in the world. What I will say that I an elf that finds himself in a human world with a letter one day offering substantial rewards for services rendered. And so I am here." Bows theatrically from his seat his eyes twinkling in merriment.
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