Assassin City

Dire Lemming · Jan 13, 2008

Rogues Gallery
OOC Thread

You're all standing in an alleyway in the low ward, across the street from The Winged Wench. The inn/tavern in which works Elly, the barmaid whom Ethranor has hired to act as an informant. He had recently received the signal that there was more work for you, and so you have gone to meet with her, and the client. The Winged Wench is a two story building with a common room, a bar, and several back rooms on the first floor. The second floor has a large balcony overlooking the first, with more tables for patrons who wish a little more privacy. Of course it's common knowledge in the low ward that the tavern, and the second floor in particular, is a favorite hangout for young rich people who enjoy "slumming". There are also several rentable rooms on the second floor, behind thick walls to keep out the ruckus from downstairs. Above the door of the tavern is a rather bawdy, though surprisingly well drawn picture of a mostly naked, well endowed woman with large white bird's wings, posed seductively.

The street itself is about twenty feet across and made of cobbles which could really use some replacing.

It is just after sundown, so patrons are steadily filing into the tavern, many having just gotten off work.

OnlytheStrong · Jan 13, 2008

"Well now, what should I be this time?" Ethan thinks out loud, from the safety of one of their houses. "A peasant slumming outside the tavern? Or a patron of noble birth, drinking away the worries of a rich world."

Nightbreeze · Jan 14, 2008

A faint smile touches the lips of Ethranor. He is already disguised as man with short, black hair, and a few applications of a strange potion has changed the color of his face. He now pulls out a the hat, one of the most precious thing in their possession, and uses it. His appearance gradually changes, and now it is absolutelty impossible to see through the disguise. Harefully arming himself with hidden daggers, he looks for the others:

Shall we go on then? You two first, I will follow in 10 minutes.
Knowing that his friends will take place near the table with the client, to keep a look on the area, he waits 10 minutes and then goes in.

TRD · Jan 14, 2008

Braxis slips into the bar with the working men, observing their tired faces from a day's labour with disdain.

As their day ends, mine begins....

OnlytheStrong · Jan 14, 2008

Ethan decides to dress normally, with just enough of a disguise worn to make subtle yet distinct changes in his face. He sits at a table in the tavern, apparently asleep.

Dire Lemming · Jan 14, 2008

As Braxis enters, he is jostled slightly by the larger folk all around him. A few of them give a quick " 'scuse me." while some simply ignore him. Patrons are already getting drunk, and tavern maids are rushing about serving cheap drinks. He notices a pretty young woman with long blond hair, tied back in a fashion common to tavern maids is looking at him, and he recognizes her as Ethranor's contact, Elly. When she notices that he's returning her gaze she slowly looks up at the second floor balcony.

Ethranor's disguise is some of his worst work ever, perhaps it's just the weather. However, that's really not saying much, all things considered, and the hat mostly makes up for it. When he enters, ten minutes later, Elly does not seem to pay him any mind, busy with other customers as she is.

A tavern maid comes up to Ethan. "'scuse me sir. Are ya goin' ta order somethin?"

Nightbreeze · Jan 14, 2008

Ethranor spends some time observing his surroundings, and waiting for any negative sign from his comrades. Then he has a look at the table where his client should be waiting for him. If nothing negative around him attracts his attention, he walks toward the table and sits down in front of whoever requested a meeting with him.

OnlytheStrong · Jan 14, 2008

Ethan raises his head slowly, acting groggy. He perks up at the mention of a drink, "Aye, a pint me lass! A pint!" He takes a moment to scan the room, seeing who all didn't quite fit in.

Dire Lemming · Jan 14, 2008

There are a few rich kids in the upstairs balcony, (two men and a woman) who seem to be enjoying getting completely piss drunk on the cheep ale that they can afford so much of. A few of the other patrons are glaring at them, which is rather common. Most of the other patrons look to be average working men, maybe a few off duty guards.

At a table in the corner of the balcony, away from the rather raucous revelry of the three drunken heirs, sits a short, though still human sized, cloaked figure. Obviously someone who does not wish to be recognized easily. As Ethranor sits, a slightly muffled male voice says;

"Seat's reserved, if ye don't mind."

.............

The girl smiles at Ethan's awkward response. "Thank ye sir." She replies and heads off back down the stairs.

OnlytheStrong · Jan 14, 2008

Ethan stands walks over to a seat near the stairwell. He figured he is well out of hearing range for the "sales pitch" that would no doubt be given to Ethranor, but close enough for him to be the first one (or prevent someone from going) upstairs.