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I have the idea of an cleric of Abadar, looking for his daughter.
This will be my Arcanist... still a bit work in progress.
I thought about it for a long time, but I will bow out.
Using his alleypiece Barnabas lets loose a bolt at the tieflings.
"I am quite decent somehow with locks, but the good Byron has found a more direct method!"
Following with loaded x-bow ready Barnabas follows him
Taking his alley-piece Barnabas fires another shot at the tieflings.
Having his X-bow ready Barnabas waits with the others.
Jumping close Barnabas starts clubbing the tiefling with his sap.
Hearing there is one in the belltower Barnabus carefully sets his aim
Taking aim with his piece Barnabas lets the others subdue the tiefling, more on the lookout for any other guards or anything else.
Barnabas checks all his extracts and his weapons. "I am ready!"
Counting the illigal activities around, Barnabas looks for a moment quite uncomfortable, before he shrugs and smiles and starts to inspect the area for what it is worth. And checking for any unusual sales, maybe of magic wands, maybe of some other arcane trinkets.
"It is a gamble. But we have to stake our lifes anyway. And most are as corrupt as a tin silver."
"Well then let us go to the dusk market."
Entering his office his secretary, dutiful as always offers him his customary cup of tea. After checking his clients and writing 2 legal documents. Smiling and working dutifully in his mind he thinks about the next problems.
"Indeed. You have a way with words! But wait how about the spirit of westcrown?"
"That was great work, yes it was, indeed!"
Attacking the closest enemy Barnabus attacks again.
Now that the ACG is out I changed Barnabas a little.
Tell me about it. My parents home went down in price hard. Really hard. A few years ago, my uncle sold his fathers home for about 12 times what we got now. Granted the garden was bigger, but Twelve times.....
Drinking his second Shield extract Barnabus goes en garde.
Sounds like hard work and lots of money spend on renovation. Luckily the interest rates are at an all time low.
Move forward thrust, riposte.
Drawing his rapier Barnabus thrusts at his next enemy.
Drinking his shield extract Barnabus buffs up his defence. He then prepares to attack the nearest rat.
"We might have to think like a scum. Look for doors behind debris, refuse naything disgusting."
"Well maybe better"
In the case engeneering helps here too
I will have to burn those clothes, afterwards
Rummaging through his alchemistical pouch and will select some oil to rub under his nose, blanketing the evil smell.
Following the others outside Barnabas whispers:"Can anyone of you follow tracks?"
Used to play VtM and CoC. I am all up for mature audience movies.
Barnabas leans over and whispers in Darios ear"Do not mention to work against the hellknights in public, I beg you. They have ears and eyes everywhere and ... they have interesting ways to show their displeasure. I just ask you to keep those thoughts in very very private."
Barnabas looks around and drinks the surrounding. He checks for poverty, missing boards while his body stands still and just his eyes looking around.
Curious Barnabas will join.
Barnabas looks around and finally says. "Dear fellows, let us not forget why we are here. Talking about chelish opera is not but will not solve our problems."
"I think it is a subtle way to lessen our humanity. Art forms behavior. The other sad side of the coin is that our people have nearly no other ways to let them forget their soiled life. But why HORSES for an opera, as far as I know they can´t carry a tune."
Finishing the group of newcomers is a distinguished man in the late twentys. With a charming smile he bows:"Well met, everyone. My name is Starson, Barnabus Starson. Advocatus in this lovely city, ridden by human and not so human lice since the rise of our beloved house of thrune!"
Well met again. I am quite happy being chosen. Let´s call this... Challenge Accepted!
"And metal can be easier mass produzed. Although some branding for a wooden coins should work too."
"I was thinking of something more inspiring. And ratman, there are some were things with rats and we do not want to go that way!"
"The idea of a symbol is a good one. But I would suggest for the moment... to chose an impersonal one. We all know to well how our beloved house thrune handels the long nail in the board! And I would prefer not something that might get you in jail immideatly, but something... something with more hope! Maybe a beacon. A beacon for our desire to end the night´s terror. A beacon that shows here is safety!"
Barnabas comes in a bit late. "Some poor wench was just beat up in the streets. It is horrible, these crooks told everyone she was stealing. But that is the name of the game in this city." Politly ordering some ale, he waits till the wench is gone before continuing. "I am quite happy all is well with you. I hope the time in custody was not too painful. Now, you asked if I would be willing to aid you in another matter. Even a bit more direct. This morning, I was not ready.... but now. What can I do?" |