Nikeisha continued trying to follow along.
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Nikeisha followed along at a distance, trying to be as unobtrusive as possible.
Well, at least he was good at his act, Nikeisha had to admit. That didn't mean he wasn't a conartist - only that he didn't have to do it make a decent living. Which meant he was greedy. Well, that was the impression she'd gotten before, but while her admiration for his skills had gone up her expectation of him as a human had gone down. She scanned the room again, looking for any plants or guards of his paying attention to the meeting. She bet he'd have a couple of men in the audience to drum them up and help him out if something went wrong.
Nikeisha headed to the Floating Kraken, joining the patrons and generally merging into the background as best she could.
"Well, I can put a handful to sleep. In theory. But yeah. Best we not get caught by the Guard at all."
"Don't suppose we have another choice if the guard gets us, do we?" Nikeisha asked. "Pretty sure that'll be the end of this whole thing for us if we do. No chance this cult doesn't have ears in the Guard. Or cults. Or whatevers."
"Sounds like a good plan. Shame we can't use magic to make him speak true - fists only get what you want to hear, and I wish we had a better fallback plan." Nikeisha knew that beating the man would as likely result in fibs as honest fact, but you worked with what you had. "He fancies himself a bit posh, from what I gather, and it's mostly the nobles that take him serious. Speaks of pride."
This is a pretty common hiccup with sandbox games - check out any game of Kingmaker that gets to book two on here. If we can just hop into a solid rhythm we should move past it though.
"He's a consumate liar, so getting the truth out of him is gonna be a pain in the bum," Nikeisha pointed out.
Are we doing another meet up and report scene now, are we waiting for others to do there checks, or are we continuing to investigate wth the new information learned?
Nikeisha went forth and hit the usual rumour mongers to see what she could find out about Zutir. She was careful to avoid asking anyone she liked this time, however. She wasn't willing to loose another friend to this, not yet. Not until she saw it was worth a risk.
I think we do intend to do that, it's more a case of 'how do we do this so no one notices, or at least doesn't try to kill us/our friends/loved ones if it goes South.' Or at least that's Nikeisha's thinking.
I suppose we could try tracking down our wayward son? Maybe that will lead to useful information.
Watching the Seneator scuttle off, Nikeisha shook her head. She kinda wondered if it was possible the Senator was using them for something. Other than the obvious 'locate her enemies' thing. But that was probably just being paranoid. ...probably... "OK, I guess that means we have two jobs. Find Jun and find Zutir. Who wants to do which?"
Nikeisha frowned. Why was the whispering happening? She leaned forward as well and murmured, [smaller]"I understand the why, but is that even legal? And why not form a...I dunno, a second Senate while the current is being cleared, and replace each replacement as the origional is proved innocent? Seems more like a power grab to me, but I dunno the Seneschal."
"It is a deep hole we're in," Nikeisha agreed. "Mostly from what's been said, we ain't got many friends but there are a lot of people who are probably going to cause us all kinds of grief." She paused, and added, "And some that'll need killing."
For some reason both links are Invalid for me.
Several of the games I'm in have started using it as a Discussion/Chat place, and I'd be down for that. I'm up for trying a game there too, at some point.
"Or two separate cults have opposing goals, although that does sound like something from a Bard's tale." Nikeisha rubbed her eyes. The young woman looked a lot more tired than she had before. "So, what now? I'm biased, but I want to destroy the ratson bastards in the Arcane Order, whoever they work for." She rubbed her eyes, and considered. "I'd like to work on getting a list of names within the Order, the Enchanters closest lackeys and friends. If we can remove them, somehow, that should weaken whatever group has a hold on the Arcane. And being able to trust the Spellslingers would save us trouble."
"And they killed my friend, because she warned me about the Enchanter." Nikeisha leaned on her staff, pale by her standards, and trembling. Her knuckles were white as the wood creaked in her grip. "Means they might know about me, at the least."
I'm happy to help Psalm. Too fuzzy still to have much initiative.
"We should write what we know down," Nikeisha said after a moment. "I know we're sending all this to our lady patron, but I don't trust her to act for the city's advantage if we...disappear. I trust her to act to her own advantage, and right now I'm hoping it's to the city's too, but I'd like some insurance. If this all goes wrong I'd like someone else to pick it up."
"Only thing I found out is that the Arcane Order has people on...a side? That's not the nations? Nothin' you couldn't guess from that little fight."
With the items we've gotten, the obvious ones are trying to use the stones to trick information out of folk and using the amulet for sneakiness. Since we know the Arcane side of things has problems it's probably a good idea for anyone doing some B&E on them to wear it. I'd still like to track down a trustworthy Alchemist to get some information about the poison dart, too. If only so we can safely use it ourselves and get some antidote ready in case the bad folk use it a lot.
"Bloody 'ell," Nikeisha breathed. "It's an amulet that stops you being picked up by magic. Someone has a lot of cash to be buying one of those." And is probably going to want it back, if they could find it. "The other is a sending stone. Not much useless without the other one, unless you wanna send rude messages to whoever is behind all this."
Nodding, Nikeisha focused on the items looted.
"There's probably a few alchemist who could work out what it is and keep stum for a little extra," Nikeisha mused, thinking through the list of shopkeeps and such she knew.
It seems to work at my work, so I've asked to join. Also, Merry Festive Day of your Choice.
You can do the same on Paizo. Simply hit Preview and it'll roll - once rolled it won't change for at least a couple of days. I'll join up later today at work. I do a lot of posting there, so if it doesn't work there I won't be able to use it.
Thinking for a few moments on whether she should say this, Nikeisha replied to Psalm, "We saw some mages, true. Not entirely sure it was the top of the pile though. If we'd face the High Transmuter we'd most likely be a greasy smear on the cobles." She added, "The archers, at least, seemed disciplined. They kept firing the whole time."
I've signed up, but I can't really work out much with it. It's not really set up to let you see another game, so I can't see much. I think I'd rather stay here unless there's a really good reason to switch.
"They have some high ranking members of the Arcane Order in there ranks. One of them, anyway. Are there two groups? I'm confused." Nikeisha rubbed her eyes.
Nikeisha looked at the squirrel curiously. "Did that squirrel just..." She shook her head, allowing her words to trail off as she followed the others.
"And make sure we're not followed by someone from here," Nikeisha added, not wanting to get stabbed as she slept.
Nikeisha nodded to Psalm. "Far as I can tell, at least. Maybe we should try finding one of them who is wounded, rather than dead." Nikeishwa was aware that she had rather added to the number of the latter. She didn't bother asking why the others were here. It seemed like a story for later.
The building seemed a lost cause, but Nikeisha backed away anyway, putting out flames as she went.
Still confused as to where the heck everyone had gone, Nikeisha moved closer to the house in an attempt to see if the others were trying to help someone inside. As she approached the door she saw the downed Hack and her eyes widened for a moment, and then she hurled a bolt of Eldritch destruction at the attacking figure. It had worked as a plan so far.
Would Nikeisha have any idea where Hack and Luna have gone, so she can go blow someone up? I ask because I've rather lost track of where the hell they've gone.
Nikeisha looked around in confusion. "Where the bloody hell did everyone go?" It seemed like she was missing something, but for now she was going to focus on putting out the fire.
Following the arrows, and the Moondbeam, Nikeisha put her hand in a small pouch and waved at the archers. Flower petals gently fell as she tapped the ground with her staff again, casting Sleep.
Nikeisha, I cannot believe you would apologize to us about anything when you just lost the companionship and wisdom of your mother. No apology necessary. Go, be with family and her friends, and celebrate a life well lived. You have my prayers for peace during this troubling time. We will be here waiting for whatever (and whenever) you feel this distraction is a worthy pursuit. I'm English. The Canadians had to get the habit from somewhere. ...sorry about that. But yeah, my mood is fluctuating pretty wildly between doing all the things I can think of and just chilling out with TV or soothing video games (my farm in Stardew Valley is going to get another expansion...) so I have no idea what'll happen. Just bot me if I'm the last to post, please.
Nikeisha winced as the attack hit, her attention now more focused on the guy doing the burning that the burning building. Still, she couldn't just leave the men who were wounded... A quick glance showed Nikeisha they were dead. Gritting her teeth, she moved up to Luna, hoping to help, and opened fire on the man who fired the Scorching Ray. Two could play that game, and Nikeisha could play for longer.
I may be slow to post, or post a mess, as I'm afraid my mother has passed away. Apologies if it causes any hiccups.
Well, this was bloody chaos. Nikeisha was out of range to attack the robed man, but moved forwards - putting out another of the fallen guards as her staff tapped the ground.
Cursing as she approached the scene, Nikeisha stood at a safe distance and Cast Control Fire, tapping her staff at the closest fallen person and simply extinguishing the flames. "Stop shooting the those bloody arrows before you hit someone, you plonkers! Hold until you can work out what to shoot!"
Although she wasn't sure it was smart, Nikeisha followed along towards the explosion. Since when have I become the kind of person to run towards an explosion, rather than away from it? Well, apparently since some idiot cultists had decided to start blowing up her city. She headed for the detonations and hoped it was done. Her new magics might allow her to contain some of the blaze.
Sorry to hear that Luna. Good luck to your mother, and I hope it all goes well.
Sounds like a plan. Hope everything gets easier for you Luna.
I'm around. No holidays here in the UK, so no worries there.
It had to be said, living in the luxurious inn was nice. Prestidigitation could remove the dirt and muck that built up on your clothes, but there was nothing to beat the clean feeling of relaxing in a big tub of steaming hot water. Hell, Prestidigitation was useful for keeping it at that temperature for longer, allowing long, relaxing baths. The price was harsh, but frankly, Nikeisha didn't have anything better to spend her gold on. Her magics provided most of what she needed in combat - it was weapon and it was armour both - and beyond food and water there wasn't much else she needed. Her nice new clothes could be cleaned and mended with it, too. So she, for once, decided to retain her room there for now. If nothing else they'd probably frown on her using the baths so much if she didn't. Padding softly back to her room in a thick, warm room and humming softly as she did, Nikeisha sat at the little writing desk and selected a sheet or parchment, writing in a small, neat hand that took a long time to do, and continuous double-checking of the spelling. She was going to once more try and find out who the Senator had been talking to within the Arcane Order, and contacting an old friend or two she trusted seemed the way to go.
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