Stuff: Silence almost turned back when he saw the other from Lady Taishi's. They must have been given similar errands. Still, he kept his distance and made his own way to the sake.
Stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26
Silence understood what was to be done. He would have killed the man, if it came to that. He had little love of those who made themselves masters in the Eternal Emperor's place, even if he would not relish the death. Nor would it do to betray his mission by speaking of it with these assembled. They might let words slip by mistake, or tell him things that he might let fly from his beak before they could be stopped. He discreetly slipped the substance into a pocket and started off at once. Stuff Done Secretly: Silence made his way to the home of Shifu Zheng He, losing himself in a crowd so he could pass it by without being marked to take note of any entrances he might try and marking especially any entrances for servants. Taking small liberties here. Noting one to the side, adjoining an alley, Silence casually glanced down the alley to see if any guards stood in plain sight there. It was no more than a swift look -it wouldn't do to stare- but it must be enough. Stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
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