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Marnarius looks around and gives a slight shrug of his shoulders. Alright, I hope this works, "Ah, my dear Wolona," the slayer bows, "I'm sorry that I must comport myself this way. I am the Aspis King and greet you warmly." Marnarius feigns embarassment, "Oh, my appearance? Yes, well - in order to maintain our subterfuge I had to don more... humble decor so as to remain unrecognized by our foe."
Marnarius runs his hands gently over the enhanced gold. "Hello old friend. So good to see you once more." He stows his shield and longsword before reaching to lift the heavy flail with both hands. As he does so, his memories of the tapestry's demi-plane come flooding back. "The society will regret taking you from me," he gently murmurs to the flail. He then quickly turns to the others. "With this, our fight against the Pathfinders will hurt them that much more." He lifts the flail over his head triumphantly, a smile spreading from ear to ear. He finally rests the weapon on his shoulder and gives a nod to Rataji, "You lead, I will follow."
The slayer ably dodges the giant lizard's attack. "Blunt weapons, he says..." Marnarius knows he didn't bring a hammer or mace with him, so he does his best to slash at the beast he already tried to take a chunk out of.
The slayer then takes a 5-foot step to the side of the yellow lizard, hoping to try and eventually put himself into a flanking position.
Marnarius nods and quickly follows - crouching a bit and keeping to shadows to remain unnoticed by the panicked crowd. Once away from the crowd, he retrieves his note once again and reads over the final few lines. I gotta get my hands on that weapon... he thinks to himself. "Lots of useful stuff down in the vaults, I'm sure. If we get a chance, hope I can find somethin' of mine that's stashed around here."
Marnarius gives his neck a quick crack as he ambles up to his mates. He listens to Zurnal's account. "Ugh, sorry I wasn't anywhere where I could help. Don't worry - we'll get these Society scum back." He looks around at all his Aspis comrades. "I think the guards are going to be a little distracted by a manticore that somehow broke loose from it's cage."
"Meh, I'm sure the others are doing fine," Marnarius whistles quietly as he makes his way through the crowds to the repository. As he approaches the building, he keeps a keen eye out for guards. Once he spots where they are, Marnarius rushes towards them but stops about 30 feet away, heavily panting as if he is out of breath. Now that he's closer, he takes a moment to size up the closest guard and addresses him or her. "There's trouble at the Quadrangle! Some fool wizard's summoned a drake - guess he thought some fantastic creature flying in would be suitable for this occasion. Anyway, the bloke seems to have lost control of the thing and its tearing up windows and such. Please, go help!"
If Marnarius somehow manages to persuade the guard(s) to leave, he'll try to break in to the Repository.
Marnarius is pleased with himself for his deft lock-picking, but his brow soon furrows. Was hoping for a chance to let a few creatures out. But not with the gatherin' crowds... He shrugs his shoulders, hopeful that the manticore will sow some chaos as time goes by. "I wonder how the others are doing," he says to himself as he makes his way north towards the repository.
Marnarius pauses at the sphinx's words. "So... I should free a lion or a sheep first?" He looks around and mutters under his breath, "Sphinxes... always with the riddle-speak."
"Well, now may not be the time, but how 'bout I just unlock the cages, and you all can choose whatever time you want to break out of your shackles and cages." The vengeful slayer continues his work of trying to sneakily pick locks.
Marnarius strolls around the menagerie, but decides to settle on the mutated giraffe. He pauses in front of the cage, taking in the sight of this strange, yet magnificent creature. "Whaddaya say, fella - wanna run free?" the slayer whispers to the creature. He takes a quick look around, trying to judge the right time to act when the other handlers seem to be most busys. "Maybe I shoulda tried to bring a couple other of the guys along to help as distraction, oh well," he thinks to himself.
Marnarius gives his note another glance before folding it up and stuffing it back in his pocket. "The menagerie - that's another word for like a zoo, right? I think I'm going to check that out. I was thinking," the vengeful one pauses to check for anyone that might overhear before lowering his voice, "maybe I could set some of the animals free - you know, create a diversion? What do you think?" His eyebrows arched upwards in mischievous glee. Without waiting for any real confirmation - he's too excited by his plan - Marnarius takes off for the menagerie. Once there, the slayer will take quick stock of the situation - taking a look at what animals are on display at the menagerie, seeing if he recognizes any of the beasts on display.
He walks up to the cage of whatever animal he feels would be most dangerous, and does his best to open the cage without bringing too much attention to himself.
The elf's strange display held the slayer's attention. "What in blazes..." he thinks to himself before coming to and agreeing with the purchases. "Oh, yeah," Marnarius mutters, seeing Rataji put the silver badge on the desk. He removes his own bronze badge and places it next to Rataji. "Inconspicuous, right?" He falls in line with the rest.
"Oi, I'm Marnarius," pipes up the vagabond when he feels it's his turn. He taps his sheathed longsword, hanging from his belt. "Pretty handy with this - and the bow." He glances around, before continuing casually, "As for my bonafides? Well, you may have heard about that business with a bunch of agents getting stuck in the Hao Jin Tapestry - you know, that little demiplane? Yeah, got trapped there by some society feks and we were stuck there until about two months ago." Marnarius reaches into his satchel and tosses a bag of coins on the table. "Got 607 gold, there. Let's put it to good use." |
