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<blockquote data-quote="Nonlethal Force" data-source="post: 3685971" data-attributes="member: 35788"><p>Ischarus turned back to his associates and brandished his sword once more. <span style="color: LightBlue">“Alright, now it’s time to go and deal with that dock guard. When we get through him, we’ve got Allyssa trapped on that boat.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ophee reached out and placed a gentle hand on Ischarus’ forearm. <span style="color: Lime">“Are you sure you want to do that? I’m willing to bet that if we approach the boat by way of the dock that he’ll be suspicious and raise the alarm. After all, he had to have seen some of the armed conflict we just finished.”</span></p><p></p><p>Semeion nodded. <span style="color: Plum">“She’s right, Ischarus. He had to see something. I’m sure that the only reason he didn’t come and investigate is because either Allyssa or her associates is paying him plenty to stand guard. But if we come near him, he’ll no doubt sound an alarm.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus sheathed his sword and turned back to look at the dock guard. His back was turned to the party as he spoke softly. <span style="color: LightBlue">“Then how do we get to Allyssa? For all we know, she could be in there with the other followers of Yrraxea fulfilling their plan.”</span></p><p></p><p>Charis walked up and stood beside Ischarus. <span style="color: Orange">“I agree. We’ve faced worse odds before. I mean, you all went after my dragon father when you guys were clearly outclassed. And you had to keep me from betraying you on top of it. Surely these odds aren’t as steep as that situation.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema looked to Semeion and shook her head. It was clear who the thinkers were in the group. It was also clear who the ones driven to action were as well. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Did you see the four people that Allyssa was walking with? They were priests of Yrraxea, no doubt. I don’t know how powerful they were, but the fact that they wore those holy symbols outside their cloaks makes me think that they’ve nothing to fear from the city guard. If they are priests – and powerful ones at that – are you sure you want to take on Allyssa right now? Sure, maybe they’re nothing to worry about. But there were four of them. If even one of them is as strong as Brandt or the wizard of Eberdeen, we’d be in serious trouble.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus turned his head away from the side of his body where Charis stood. He spat quickly upon the ground and responded to his wife’s assertion. <span style="color: LightBlue">“Then what do we do? Sit here and wait? Leave the docks with the assassins and possibly lose Allyssa into the general population of Fingerdale?”</span></p><p></p><p>Ophee smiled. <span style="color: Lime">“What about reconnaissance? If Allyssa doesn’t see us, she can’t really know if her assassin friends were successful. In fact, she might not even know she was followed.”</span></p><p></p><p>Semeion saw the logic in Ophee’s words. <span style="color: Plum">“She’s got a good point, Ischarus. We’ve got a little window of time here where Allyssa doesn’t know if we’re alive or dead or even here. If we can get close, we might be able to learn something without risking a direct confrontation. And Rhema’s right, too. If we go in there with sword and magic flying, we might be biting off more than we can chew. But if we sneak aboard and investigate, we can be more informed.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus sighed. They were right. <span style="color: LightBlue">“Very well. Charis and I will slip onto the boat through the water in the bay. We’ll swim up to the boat and climb up either the anchor rope or the mooring lines.”</span></p><p></p><p>Semeion began to object to being left out of the plan, but Rhema knew why. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Yes, and I can certainly influence that dock guard’s senses. He won’t hear you swimming or climbing, trust me. Maybe if I am lucky, I can even get him to see things a little my way, too.”</span> Her face danced flirtatiously and she made a mock kissing motion towards Semeion, who smiled.</p><p></p><p>Charis continued where Rhema left off. <span style="color: Orange">“Yeah, and Ischarus and I are the most likely to be able to get on and off without help. If things get ugly, we’re the ones most likely to be able to survive long enough to get back into the water. Semeion and Ophee can stay here and watch the captives.”</span></p><p></p><p>Semeion still wasn’t happy, but he already knew that he was outnumbered. His objection wouldn’t really matter anyway. <span style="color: Plum">“Fair enough. But you guys are only going for reconnaissance, right? When we go after Allyssa, I want in on the action. I’ve got a score to settle with her. I need to repay her for what her assassin friends just did to me.”</span></p><p></p><p>Charis and Ischarus grinned at each other. Semeion wasn’t as much of a thinker as he thought. He wanted as much of the action as they did. When the time was right to take on Allyssa, Semeion would likely be leading the party into battle.</p><p></p><p>Ischarus nodded and turned to Rhema. <span style="color: LightBlue">“Well, it sounds like we’ve got a plan, then. Are you going to go and try to work your magic on the dock guard before or after we enter the water?”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema studied the dock for a moment and realized how long it would take Ischarus and Charis to swim around the few boats that were moored closer in than the boat that Allyssa had entered. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Go ahead and lose most of your gear and slip into the water. I’ll watch you until you get past the first boat. Then I’ll stroll up to the dock guard and make sure that I am ready for the noises of your swimming.”</span></p><p></p><p>Ischarus and Charis didn’t need much more encouragement. They removed most of the gear that they were carrying. Ischarus retained his sword while Charis kept her pick. Everything else they left behind. They waited for a passing cloud to cover the light of the moon and slipped over the edge of the dock and into the water.</p><p></p><p>Rhema teased her wavy brown hair and fluffed it a bit in order to give it some body. While Charis and Ischarus tried to slip through the water as quietly as possible, Rhema took a moment to lace up her boots even tighter. Just as she saw Ischarus and Charis manage to swim around the first boat, she decided to untie the topmost string that held the neck of her shirt closed. Even with it untied there was nothing even remotely to be seen. However, the untied string near her neck hinted enough to her flirtatious nature to be believable.</p><p></p><p>She walked down the dock, making sure that her low heeled boots clomped hard against the wood planking. She didn’t have much heel, but her riding boots gave her just enough of a noise to announce her coming to anyone watching the dock. Of course, at this time of day there were few people up and about on the docks. Most people were either in the taverns in Fingerdale or below deck. Rhema was only concerned with the dock guard; and as she approached she knew that she had his attention. To add to her demeanor, she feigned a few stumbles as she approached.</p><p></p><p>The dock guard immediately rose to a heightened state of alertness as Rhema approached. His eyes couldn’t help but admire her delicate yet well toned frame. His hand slipped to the handle of his sword, but the action was more out of a nervous fidget than a cognitive act of defense.</p><p></p><p>She smiled as she caught his eyes with her own gaze. Quickly she tossed her hair with a subtle movement of her head and stepped a few steps closer. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Begging your pardon, sir, but do you happen to know where the ship from Trappersdale is docked? I’m afraid your docks here all look alike and I’ve gotten myself a bit lost. I’d really hate to lose that ship, too. It’s a long walk back to the eastern coast of Fenneress. And the thought of going through the obnoxious goodness of Barghost is only slightly more palpable than going through Quehalost, if you know what I mean. Not only that, but I’d hate to think of what I might have to do to earn enough money for another passage by boat. So I’ve got to find that ship.”</span></p><p></p><p>The dock guard shrugged his shoulders and answered with a low voice. <span style="color: Lime">“Don’t know, ma’am. I’m just paid to stand here and protect this one, not to know about other boats. I don’t remember a boat from Fenneress coming in today. That’s a far voyage. We don’t get many of them through here, so I’d be sure if one arrived today.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema smiled and mocked a stumble as she drew another step closer towards the dock guard. It was time to employ a little charm and use the knowledge that she had just received. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Well, it has been a few days. Of course, in a few of your taverns here the days and the nights all blend together after a while.”</span> She reached out a hand as if to grab the dock guard, but she was too far away. She feigned missing his arm and stumbled two more steps toward him. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Oh my, these docks just won’t stay still tonight.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema knew that her actions told the man that she might be under the influence of a few too many ales from a nearby tavern. However, her words lacked the slurring that would have indicated total intoxication. She hoped that he would interpret the mixed signals as being a bit freed by ale but not totally drunk.</p><p></p><p>Rhema could hear the subtle splashing of Ischarus and Charis as they tried to make their way towards the ship. They were drawing near, and she could tell by the dock guard’s eyes that he was alerted to the slight noise of the swimming. She had lost his attention for a moment as he looked to the waterline of the ship moored immediately in front of the ship that Allyssa had boarded. It was time to use her powers of suggestion.</p><p></p><p>Rhema reached out once more to rest her hand gently on the dock guard’s forearm. This time she was close enough to reach him, but she missed intentionally. She faked a stumble to her right, which gave the impression that she was going to fall off the dock and into the water. The dock guard instinctively focused on Rhema and reached out with a strong arm and caught her before she could fall. Once she recognized that he would catch her, Rhema let go of her weight and allowed herself to naturally fall into his grasp.</p><p></p><p>The dock guard lifted Rhema back to her feet. <span style="color: Lime">“Careful, miss. Can’t be having to dive in after you should you fall in.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema leaned into the dock guard’s torso at his embrace. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“You know, you’re stronger than you look. And a might bit faster in reflex than you look, too. Are you smarter than average, too?”</span></p><p></p><p>The dock guard blushed as she leaned into him, but accepted the compliment well. <span style="color: Lime">“Thank you, miss. But I think you are being too kind. If you are interested, though, you’re welcome to sit down on the dock where it is safe. When I’m relieved of my duty I’ll be sure to help you find what I think you’re looking for.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema couldn’t tell if he was being genuinely sincere or trying to pass a subtle innuendo. She continued to lean into him as she spoke once more. He was ready for her mental suggestion. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Don’t you just love the way the waves lightly brush against the moored boats? Between that and the gentle sway of the dock, it’s so peaceful.”</span></p><p></p><p>The dock guard no longer heard the subtle swimming motions being employed by Charis and Ischarus. Instead, his mind interpreted the noise as water lightly lapping against the large keels of the many boats around him. A smile came across his face. <span style="color: Lime">“Please, ma’am. You’re welcome to sit and listen if you’d like. But while I’m on duty here I need to stand guard. You can sit beside me if you want and listen to the waves against the ships, though. I like the way that you express it.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema allowed her body to slip gently through the arms that he had wrapped around her as she leaned into him. She slid down until she kneeled upon the dock. In a quick motion she flipped over into a seated position, awkwardly allowing one of the legs to flop over the side of the dock to maintain the disguise of not being in total control. But she knew that he now heard what she wanted him to hear. She could use her suggestive input to convince his mind that his ears were hearing something slightly different than what he actually heard. Instead of two people lightly swimming through the water, the guard heard the light sound of water against the boats.</p><p></p><p>Rhema sat quietly until she could vaguely make out Ischarus’ form reach the thick rope that connected the heavy iron anchor to the boat. She waited until she heard the sound of Ischarus’ body sliding up the rope and out of the water. The sound was faint, but still detectable. It would need to be disguised. <span style="color: PaleGreen">“Do the docks always creak as they sway? You’re sure they are safe?”</span></p><p></p><p>The dock guard looked down to Rhema. <span style="color: Lime">“They’re unusually noisy tonight, miss. But I assure you that they’re safe. They’ve stood for many years, and they’ll stand for many more.”</span></p><p></p><p>Rhema smiled as her suggestion masked the climbing noises in the dock guard’s ears. It wasn’t long before Ischarus and Charis had managed to climb unnoticed onto the moored boat. She decided to stay at the dock guard’s feet as long as she could without arousing suspicion. Ischarus and Charis might need their noise disguised again before the night was over.</p><p></p><p>[Sblock=Color-Free Speech Section]</p><p>Ischarus turned back to his associates and brandished his sword once more. “Alright, now it’s time to go and deal with that dock guard. When we get through him, we’ve got Allyssa trapped on that boat.”</p><p></p><p>Ophee reached out and placed a gentle hand on Ischarus’ forearm. “Are you sure you want to do that? I’m willing to bet that if we approach the boat by way of the dock that he’ll be suspicious and raise the alarm. After all, he had to have seen some of the armed conflict we just finished.”</p><p></p><p>Semeion nodded. “She’s right, Ischarus. He had to see something. I’m sure that the only reason he didn’t come and investigate is because either Allyssa or her associates is paying him plenty to stand guard. But if we come near him, he’ll no doubt sound an alarm.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus sheathed his sword and turned back to look at the dock guard. His back was turned to the party as he spoke softly. “Then how do we get to Allyssa? For all we know, she could be in there with the other followers of Yrraxea fulfilling their plan.”</p><p></p><p>Charis walked up and stood beside Ischarus. “I agree. We’ve faced worse odds before. I mean, you all went after my dragon father when you guys were clearly outclassed. And you had to keep me from betraying you on top of it. Surely these odds aren’t as steep as that situation.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema looked to Semeion and shook her head. It was clear who the thinkers were in the group. It was also clear who the ones driven to action were as well. “Did you see the four people that Allyssa was walking with? They were priests of Yrraxea, no doubt. I don’t know how powerful they were, but the fact that they wore those holy symbols outside their cloaks makes me think that they’ve nothing to fear from the city guard. If they are priests – and powerful ones at that – are you sure you want to take on Allyssa right now? Sure, maybe they’re nothing to worry about. But there were four of them. If even one of them is as strong as Brandt or the wizard of Eberdeen, we’d be in serious trouble.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus turned his head away from the side of his body where Charis stood. He spat quickly upon the ground and responded to his wife’s assertion. “Then what do we do? Sit here and wait? Leave the docks with the assassins and possibly lose Allyssa into the general population of Fingerdale?”</p><p></p><p>Ophee smiled. “What about reconnaissance? If Allyssa doesn’t see us, she can’t really know if her assassin friends were successful. In fact, she might not even know she was followed.”</p><p></p><p>Semeion saw the logic in Ophee’s words. “She’s got a good point, Ischarus. We’ve got a little window of time here where Allyssa doesn’t know if we’re alive or dead or even here. If we can get close, we might be able to learn something without risking a direct confrontation. And Rhema’s right, too. If we go in there with sword and magic flying, we might be biting off more than we can chew. But if we sneak aboard and investigate, we can be more informed.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus sighed. They were right. “Very well. Charis and I will slip onto the boat through the water in the bay. We’ll swim up to the boat and climb up either the anchor rope or the mooring lines.”</p><p></p><p>Semeion began to object to being left out of the plan, but Rhema knew why. “Yes, and I can certainly influence that dock guard’s senses. He won’t hear you swimming or climbing, trust me. Maybe if I am lucky, I can even get him to see things a little my way, too.” Her face danced flirtatiously and she made a mock kissing motion towards Semeion, who smiled.</p><p></p><p>Charis continued where Rhema left off. “Yeah, and Ischarus and I are the most likely to be able to get on and off without help. If things get ugly, we’re the ones most likely to be able to survive long enough to get back into the water. Semeion and Ophee can stay here and watch the captives.”</p><p></p><p>Semeion still wasn’t happy, but he already knew that he was outnumbered. His objection wouldn’t really matter anyway. “Fair enough. But you guys are only going for reconnaissance, right? When we go after Allyssa, I want in on the action. I’ve got a score to settle with her. I need to repay her for what her assassin friends just did to me.”</p><p></p><p>Charis and Ischarus grinned at each other. Semeion wasn’t as much of a thinker as he thought. He wanted as much of the action as they did. When the time was right to take on Allyssa, Semeion would likely be leading the party into battle.</p><p></p><p>Ischarus nodded and turned to Rhema. “Well, it sounds like we’ve got a plan, then. Are you going to go and try to work your magic on the dock guard before or after we enter the water?”</p><p></p><p>Rhema studied the dock for a moment and realized how long it would take Ischarus and Charis to swim around the few boats that were moored closer in than the boat that Allyssa had entered. “Go ahead and lose most of your gear and slip into the water. I’ll watch you until you get past the first boat. Then I’ll stroll up to the dock guard and make sure that I am ready for the noises of your swimming.”</p><p></p><p>Ischarus and Charis didn’t need much more encouragement. They removed most of the gear that they were carrying. Ischarus retained his sword while Charis kept her pick. Everything else they left behind. They waited for a passing cloud to cover the light of the moon and slipped over the edge of the dock and into the water.</p><p></p><p>Rhema teased her wavy brown hair and fluffed it a bit in order to give it some body. While Charis and Ischarus tried to slip through the water as quietly as possible, Rhema took a moment to lace up her boots even tighter. Just as she saw Ischarus and Charis manage to swim around the first boat, she decided to untie the topmost string that held the neck of her shirt closed. Even with it untied there was nothing even remotely to be seen. However, the untied string near her neck hinted enough to her flirtatious nature to be believable.</p><p></p><p>She walked down the dock, making sure that her low heeled boots clomped hard against the wood planking. She didn’t have much heel, but her riding boots gave her just enough of a noise to announce her coming to anyone watching the dock. Of course, at this time of day there were few people up and about on the docks. Most people were either in the taverns in Fingerdale or below deck. Rhema was only concerned with the dock guard; and as she approached she knew that she had his attention. To add to her demeanor, she feigned a few stumbles as she approached.</p><p></p><p>The dock guard immediately rose to a heightened state of alertness as Rhema approached. His eyes couldn’t help but admire her delicate yet well toned frame. His hand slipped to the handle of his sword, but the action was more out of a nervous fidget than a cognitive act of defense.</p><p></p><p>She smiled as she caught his eyes with her own gaze. Quickly she tossed her hair with a subtle movement of her head and stepped a few steps closer. “Begging your pardon, sir, but do you happen to know where the ship from Trappersdale is docked? I’m afraid your docks here all look alike and I’ve gotten myself a bit lost. I’d really hate to lose that ship, too. It’s a long walk back to the eastern coast of Fenneress. And the thought of going through the obnoxious goodness of Barghost is only slightly more palpable than going through Quehalost, if you know what I mean. Not only that, but I’d hate to think of what I might have to do to earn enough money for another passage by boat. So I’ve got to find that ship.”</p><p></p><p>The dock guard shrugged his shoulders and answered with a low voice. “Don’t know, ma’am. I’m just paid to stand here and protect this one, not to know about other boats. I don’t remember a boat from Fenneress coming in today. That’s a far voyage. We don’t get many of them through here, so I’d be sure if one arrived today.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema smiled and mocked a stumble as she drew another step closer towards the dock guard. It was time to employ a little charm and use the knowledge that she had just received. “Well, it has been a few days. Of course, in a few of your taverns here the days and the nights all blend together after a while.” She reached out a hand as if to grab the dock guard, but she was too far away. She feigned missing his arm and stumbled two more steps toward him. “Oh my, these docks just won’t stay still tonight.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema knew that her actions told the man that she might be under the influence of a few too many ales from a nearby tavern. However, her words lacked the slurring that would have indicated total intoxication. She hoped that he would interpret the mixed signals as being a bit freed by ale but not totally drunk.</p><p></p><p>Rhema could hear the subtle splashing of Ischarus and Charis as they tried to make their way towards the ship. They were drawing near, and she could tell by the dock guard’s eyes that he was alerted to the slight noise of the swimming. She had lost his attention for a moment as he looked to the waterline of the ship moored immediately in front of the ship that Allyssa had boarded. It was time to use her powers of suggestion.</p><p></p><p>Rhema reached out once more to rest her hand gently on the dock guard’s forearm. This time she was close enough to reach him, but she missed intentionally. She faked a stumble to her right, which gave the impression that she was going to fall off the dock and into the water. The dock guard instinctively focused on Rhema and reached out with a strong arm and caught her before she could fall. Once she recognized that he would catch her, Rhema let go of her weight and allowed herself to naturally fall into his grasp.</p><p></p><p>The dock guard lifted Rhema back to her feet. “Careful, miss. Can’t be having to dive in after you should you fall in.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema leaned into the dock guard’s torso at his embrace. “You know, you’re stronger than you look. And a might bit faster in reflex than you look, too. Are you smarter than average, too?”</p><p></p><p>The dock guard blushed as she leaned into him, but accepted the compliment well. “Thank you, miss. But I think you are being too kind. If you are interested, though, you’re welcome to sit down on the dock where it is safe. When I’m relieved of my duty I’ll be sure to help you find what I think you’re looking for.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema couldn’t tell if he was being genuinely sincere or trying to pass a subtle innuendo. She continued to lean into him as she spoke once more. He was ready for her mental suggestion. “Don’t you just love the way the waves lightly brush against the moored boats? Between that and the gentle sway of the dock, it’s so peaceful.”</p><p></p><p>The dock guard no longer heard the subtle swimming motions being employed by Charis and Ischarus. Instead, his mind interpreted the noise as water lightly lapping against the large keels of the many boats around him. A smile came across his face. “Please, ma’am. You’re welcome to sit and listen if you’d like. But while I’m on duty here I need to stand guard. You can sit beside me if you want and listen to the waves against the ships, though. I like the way that you express it.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema allowed her body to slip gently through the arms that he had wrapped around her as she leaned into him. She slid down until she kneeled upon the dock. In a quick motion she flipped over into a seated position, awkwardly allowing one of the legs to flop over the side of the dock to maintain the disguise of not being in total control. But she knew that he now heard what she wanted him to hear. She could use her suggestive input to convince his mind that his ears were hearing something slightly different than what he actually heard. Instead of two people lightly swimming through the water, the guard heard the light sound of water against the boats.</p><p></p><p>Rhema sat quietly until she could vaguely make out Ischarus’ form reach the thick rope that connected the heavy iron anchor to the boat. She waited until she heard the sound of Ischarus’ body sliding up the rope and out of the water. The sound was faint, but still detectable. It would need to be disguised. “Do the docks always creak as they sway? You’re sure they are safe?”</p><p></p><p>The dock guard looked down to Rhema. “They’re unusually noisy tonight, miss. But I assure you that they’re safe. They’ve stood for many years, and they’ll stand for many more.”</p><p></p><p>Rhema smiled as her suggestion masked the climbing noises in the dock guard’s ears. It wasn’t long before Ischarus and Charis had managed to climb unnoticed onto the moored boat. She decided to stay at the dock guard’s feet as long as she could without arousing suspicion. Ischarus and Charis might need their noise disguised again before the night was over.</p><p>[/Sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Nonlethal Force, post: 3685971, member: 35788"] Ischarus turned back to his associates and brandished his sword once more. [Color=LightBlue]“Alright, now it’s time to go and deal with that dock guard. When we get through him, we’ve got Allyssa trapped on that boat.”[/Color] Ophee reached out and placed a gentle hand on Ischarus’ forearm. [Color=Lime]“Are you sure you want to do that? I’m willing to bet that if we approach the boat by way of the dock that he’ll be suspicious and raise the alarm. After all, he had to have seen some of the armed conflict we just finished.”[/Color] Semeion nodded. [Color=Plum]“She’s right, Ischarus. He had to see something. I’m sure that the only reason he didn’t come and investigate is because either Allyssa or her associates is paying him plenty to stand guard. But if we come near him, he’ll no doubt sound an alarm.”[/Color] Ischarus sheathed his sword and turned back to look at the dock guard. His back was turned to the party as he spoke softly. [Color=LightBlue]“Then how do we get to Allyssa? For all we know, she could be in there with the other followers of Yrraxea fulfilling their plan.”[/Color] Charis walked up and stood beside Ischarus. [Color=Orange]“I agree. We’ve faced worse odds before. I mean, you all went after my dragon father when you guys were clearly outclassed. And you had to keep me from betraying you on top of it. Surely these odds aren’t as steep as that situation.”[/Color] Rhema looked to Semeion and shook her head. It was clear who the thinkers were in the group. It was also clear who the ones driven to action were as well. [Color=PaleGreen]“Did you see the four people that Allyssa was walking with? They were priests of Yrraxea, no doubt. I don’t know how powerful they were, but the fact that they wore those holy symbols outside their cloaks makes me think that they’ve nothing to fear from the city guard. If they are priests – and powerful ones at that – are you sure you want to take on Allyssa right now? Sure, maybe they’re nothing to worry about. But there were four of them. If even one of them is as strong as Brandt or the wizard of Eberdeen, we’d be in serious trouble.”[/Color] Ischarus turned his head away from the side of his body where Charis stood. He spat quickly upon the ground and responded to his wife’s assertion. [Color=LightBlue]“Then what do we do? Sit here and wait? Leave the docks with the assassins and possibly lose Allyssa into the general population of Fingerdale?”[/Color] Ophee smiled. [Color=Lime]“What about reconnaissance? If Allyssa doesn’t see us, she can’t really know if her assassin friends were successful. In fact, she might not even know she was followed.”[/Color] Semeion saw the logic in Ophee’s words. [Color=Plum]“She’s got a good point, Ischarus. We’ve got a little window of time here where Allyssa doesn’t know if we’re alive or dead or even here. If we can get close, we might be able to learn something without risking a direct confrontation. And Rhema’s right, too. If we go in there with sword and magic flying, we might be biting off more than we can chew. But if we sneak aboard and investigate, we can be more informed.”[/Color] Ischarus sighed. They were right. [Color=LightBlue]“Very well. Charis and I will slip onto the boat through the water in the bay. We’ll swim up to the boat and climb up either the anchor rope or the mooring lines.”[/Color] Semeion began to object to being left out of the plan, but Rhema knew why. [Color=PaleGreen]“Yes, and I can certainly influence that dock guard’s senses. He won’t hear you swimming or climbing, trust me. Maybe if I am lucky, I can even get him to see things a little my way, too.”[/Color] Her face danced flirtatiously and she made a mock kissing motion towards Semeion, who smiled. Charis continued where Rhema left off. [Color=Orange]“Yeah, and Ischarus and I are the most likely to be able to get on and off without help. If things get ugly, we’re the ones most likely to be able to survive long enough to get back into the water. Semeion and Ophee can stay here and watch the captives.”[/Color] Semeion still wasn’t happy, but he already knew that he was outnumbered. His objection wouldn’t really matter anyway. [Color=Plum]“Fair enough. But you guys are only going for reconnaissance, right? When we go after Allyssa, I want in on the action. I’ve got a score to settle with her. I need to repay her for what her assassin friends just did to me.”[/Color] Charis and Ischarus grinned at each other. Semeion wasn’t as much of a thinker as he thought. He wanted as much of the action as they did. When the time was right to take on Allyssa, Semeion would likely be leading the party into battle. Ischarus nodded and turned to Rhema. [Color=LightBlue]“Well, it sounds like we’ve got a plan, then. Are you going to go and try to work your magic on the dock guard before or after we enter the water?”[/Color] Rhema studied the dock for a moment and realized how long it would take Ischarus and Charis to swim around the few boats that were moored closer in than the boat that Allyssa had entered. [Color=PaleGreen]“Go ahead and lose most of your gear and slip into the water. I’ll watch you until you get past the first boat. Then I’ll stroll up to the dock guard and make sure that I am ready for the noises of your swimming.”[/Color] Ischarus and Charis didn’t need much more encouragement. They removed most of the gear that they were carrying. Ischarus retained his sword while Charis kept her pick. Everything else they left behind. They waited for a passing cloud to cover the light of the moon and slipped over the edge of the dock and into the water. Rhema teased her wavy brown hair and fluffed it a bit in order to give it some body. While Charis and Ischarus tried to slip through the water as quietly as possible, Rhema took a moment to lace up her boots even tighter. Just as she saw Ischarus and Charis manage to swim around the first boat, she decided to untie the topmost string that held the neck of her shirt closed. Even with it untied there was nothing even remotely to be seen. However, the untied string near her neck hinted enough to her flirtatious nature to be believable. She walked down the dock, making sure that her low heeled boots clomped hard against the wood planking. She didn’t have much heel, but her riding boots gave her just enough of a noise to announce her coming to anyone watching the dock. Of course, at this time of day there were few people up and about on the docks. Most people were either in the taverns in Fingerdale or below deck. Rhema was only concerned with the dock guard; and as she approached she knew that she had his attention. To add to her demeanor, she feigned a few stumbles as she approached. The dock guard immediately rose to a heightened state of alertness as Rhema approached. His eyes couldn’t help but admire her delicate yet well toned frame. His hand slipped to the handle of his sword, but the action was more out of a nervous fidget than a cognitive act of defense. She smiled as she caught his eyes with her own gaze. Quickly she tossed her hair with a subtle movement of her head and stepped a few steps closer. [Color=PaleGreen]“Begging your pardon, sir, but do you happen to know where the ship from Trappersdale is docked? I’m afraid your docks here all look alike and I’ve gotten myself a bit lost. I’d really hate to lose that ship, too. It’s a long walk back to the eastern coast of Fenneress. And the thought of going through the obnoxious goodness of Barghost is only slightly more palpable than going through Quehalost, if you know what I mean. Not only that, but I’d hate to think of what I might have to do to earn enough money for another passage by boat. So I’ve got to find that ship.”[/Color] The dock guard shrugged his shoulders and answered with a low voice. [Color=Lime]“Don’t know, ma’am. I’m just paid to stand here and protect this one, not to know about other boats. I don’t remember a boat from Fenneress coming in today. That’s a far voyage. We don’t get many of them through here, so I’d be sure if one arrived today.”[/Color] Rhema smiled and mocked a stumble as she drew another step closer towards the dock guard. It was time to employ a little charm and use the knowledge that she had just received. [Color=PaleGreen]“Well, it has been a few days. Of course, in a few of your taverns here the days and the nights all blend together after a while.”[/Color] She reached out a hand as if to grab the dock guard, but she was too far away. She feigned missing his arm and stumbled two more steps toward him. [Color=PaleGreen]“Oh my, these docks just won’t stay still tonight.”[/Color] Rhema knew that her actions told the man that she might be under the influence of a few too many ales from a nearby tavern. However, her words lacked the slurring that would have indicated total intoxication. She hoped that he would interpret the mixed signals as being a bit freed by ale but not totally drunk. Rhema could hear the subtle splashing of Ischarus and Charis as they tried to make their way towards the ship. They were drawing near, and she could tell by the dock guard’s eyes that he was alerted to the slight noise of the swimming. She had lost his attention for a moment as he looked to the waterline of the ship moored immediately in front of the ship that Allyssa had boarded. It was time to use her powers of suggestion. Rhema reached out once more to rest her hand gently on the dock guard’s forearm. This time she was close enough to reach him, but she missed intentionally. She faked a stumble to her right, which gave the impression that she was going to fall off the dock and into the water. The dock guard instinctively focused on Rhema and reached out with a strong arm and caught her before she could fall. Once she recognized that he would catch her, Rhema let go of her weight and allowed herself to naturally fall into his grasp. The dock guard lifted Rhema back to her feet. [Color=Lime]“Careful, miss. Can’t be having to dive in after you should you fall in.”[/Color] Rhema leaned into the dock guard’s torso at his embrace. [Color=PaleGreen]“You know, you’re stronger than you look. And a might bit faster in reflex than you look, too. Are you smarter than average, too?”[/Color] The dock guard blushed as she leaned into him, but accepted the compliment well. [Color=Lime]“Thank you, miss. But I think you are being too kind. If you are interested, though, you’re welcome to sit down on the dock where it is safe. When I’m relieved of my duty I’ll be sure to help you find what I think you’re looking for.”[/Color] Rhema couldn’t tell if he was being genuinely sincere or trying to pass a subtle innuendo. She continued to lean into him as she spoke once more. He was ready for her mental suggestion. [Color=PaleGreen]“Don’t you just love the way the waves lightly brush against the moored boats? Between that and the gentle sway of the dock, it’s so peaceful.”[/Color] The dock guard no longer heard the subtle swimming motions being employed by Charis and Ischarus. Instead, his mind interpreted the noise as water lightly lapping against the large keels of the many boats around him. A smile came across his face. [Color=Lime]“Please, ma’am. You’re welcome to sit and listen if you’d like. But while I’m on duty here I need to stand guard. You can sit beside me if you want and listen to the waves against the ships, though. I like the way that you express it.”[/Color] Rhema allowed her body to slip gently through the arms that he had wrapped around her as she leaned into him. She slid down until she kneeled upon the dock. In a quick motion she flipped over into a seated position, awkwardly allowing one of the legs to flop over the side of the dock to maintain the disguise of not being in total control. But she knew that he now heard what she wanted him to hear. She could use her suggestive input to convince his mind that his ears were hearing something slightly different than what he actually heard. Instead of two people lightly swimming through the water, the guard heard the light sound of water against the boats. Rhema sat quietly until she could vaguely make out Ischarus’ form reach the thick rope that connected the heavy iron anchor to the boat. She waited until she heard the sound of Ischarus’ body sliding up the rope and out of the water. The sound was faint, but still detectable. It would need to be disguised. [Color=PaleGreen]“Do the docks always creak as they sway? You’re sure they are safe?”[/Color] The dock guard looked down to Rhema. [Color=Lime]“They’re unusually noisy tonight, miss. But I assure you that they’re safe. They’ve stood for many years, and they’ll stand for many more.”[/Color] Rhema smiled as her suggestion masked the climbing noises in the dock guard’s ears. It wasn’t long before Ischarus and Charis had managed to climb unnoticed onto the moored boat. She decided to stay at the dock guard’s feet as long as she could without arousing suspicion. Ischarus and Charis might need their noise disguised again before the night was over. [Sblock=Color-Free Speech Section] Ischarus turned back to his associates and brandished his sword once more. “Alright, now it’s time to go and deal with that dock guard. When we get through him, we’ve got Allyssa trapped on that boat.” Ophee reached out and placed a gentle hand on Ischarus’ forearm. “Are you sure you want to do that? I’m willing to bet that if we approach the boat by way of the dock that he’ll be suspicious and raise the alarm. After all, he had to have seen some of the armed conflict we just finished.” Semeion nodded. “She’s right, Ischarus. He had to see something. I’m sure that the only reason he didn’t come and investigate is because either Allyssa or her associates is paying him plenty to stand guard. But if we come near him, he’ll no doubt sound an alarm.” Ischarus sheathed his sword and turned back to look at the dock guard. His back was turned to the party as he spoke softly. “Then how do we get to Allyssa? For all we know, she could be in there with the other followers of Yrraxea fulfilling their plan.” Charis walked up and stood beside Ischarus. “I agree. We’ve faced worse odds before. I mean, you all went after my dragon father when you guys were clearly outclassed. And you had to keep me from betraying you on top of it. Surely these odds aren’t as steep as that situation.” Rhema looked to Semeion and shook her head. It was clear who the thinkers were in the group. It was also clear who the ones driven to action were as well. “Did you see the four people that Allyssa was walking with? They were priests of Yrraxea, no doubt. I don’t know how powerful they were, but the fact that they wore those holy symbols outside their cloaks makes me think that they’ve nothing to fear from the city guard. If they are priests – and powerful ones at that – are you sure you want to take on Allyssa right now? Sure, maybe they’re nothing to worry about. But there were four of them. If even one of them is as strong as Brandt or the wizard of Eberdeen, we’d be in serious trouble.” Ischarus turned his head away from the side of his body where Charis stood. He spat quickly upon the ground and responded to his wife’s assertion. “Then what do we do? Sit here and wait? Leave the docks with the assassins and possibly lose Allyssa into the general population of Fingerdale?” Ophee smiled. “What about reconnaissance? If Allyssa doesn’t see us, she can’t really know if her assassin friends were successful. In fact, she might not even know she was followed.” Semeion saw the logic in Ophee’s words. “She’s got a good point, Ischarus. We’ve got a little window of time here where Allyssa doesn’t know if we’re alive or dead or even here. If we can get close, we might be able to learn something without risking a direct confrontation. And Rhema’s right, too. If we go in there with sword and magic flying, we might be biting off more than we can chew. But if we sneak aboard and investigate, we can be more informed.” Ischarus sighed. They were right. “Very well. Charis and I will slip onto the boat through the water in the bay. We’ll swim up to the boat and climb up either the anchor rope or the mooring lines.” Semeion began to object to being left out of the plan, but Rhema knew why. “Yes, and I can certainly influence that dock guard’s senses. He won’t hear you swimming or climbing, trust me. Maybe if I am lucky, I can even get him to see things a little my way, too.” Her face danced flirtatiously and she made a mock kissing motion towards Semeion, who smiled. Charis continued where Rhema left off. “Yeah, and Ischarus and I are the most likely to be able to get on and off without help. If things get ugly, we’re the ones most likely to be able to survive long enough to get back into the water. Semeion and Ophee can stay here and watch the captives.” Semeion still wasn’t happy, but he already knew that he was outnumbered. His objection wouldn’t really matter anyway. “Fair enough. But you guys are only going for reconnaissance, right? When we go after Allyssa, I want in on the action. I’ve got a score to settle with her. I need to repay her for what her assassin friends just did to me.” Charis and Ischarus grinned at each other. Semeion wasn’t as much of a thinker as he thought. He wanted as much of the action as they did. When the time was right to take on Allyssa, Semeion would likely be leading the party into battle. Ischarus nodded and turned to Rhema. “Well, it sounds like we’ve got a plan, then. Are you going to go and try to work your magic on the dock guard before or after we enter the water?” Rhema studied the dock for a moment and realized how long it would take Ischarus and Charis to swim around the few boats that were moored closer in than the boat that Allyssa had entered. “Go ahead and lose most of your gear and slip into the water. I’ll watch you until you get past the first boat. Then I’ll stroll up to the dock guard and make sure that I am ready for the noises of your swimming.” Ischarus and Charis didn’t need much more encouragement. They removed most of the gear that they were carrying. Ischarus retained his sword while Charis kept her pick. Everything else they left behind. They waited for a passing cloud to cover the light of the moon and slipped over the edge of the dock and into the water. Rhema teased her wavy brown hair and fluffed it a bit in order to give it some body. While Charis and Ischarus tried to slip through the water as quietly as possible, Rhema took a moment to lace up her boots even tighter. Just as she saw Ischarus and Charis manage to swim around the first boat, she decided to untie the topmost string that held the neck of her shirt closed. Even with it untied there was nothing even remotely to be seen. However, the untied string near her neck hinted enough to her flirtatious nature to be believable. She walked down the dock, making sure that her low heeled boots clomped hard against the wood planking. She didn’t have much heel, but her riding boots gave her just enough of a noise to announce her coming to anyone watching the dock. Of course, at this time of day there were few people up and about on the docks. Most people were either in the taverns in Fingerdale or below deck. Rhema was only concerned with the dock guard; and as she approached she knew that she had his attention. To add to her demeanor, she feigned a few stumbles as she approached. The dock guard immediately rose to a heightened state of alertness as Rhema approached. His eyes couldn’t help but admire her delicate yet well toned frame. His hand slipped to the handle of his sword, but the action was more out of a nervous fidget than a cognitive act of defense. She smiled as she caught his eyes with her own gaze. Quickly she tossed her hair with a subtle movement of her head and stepped a few steps closer. “Begging your pardon, sir, but do you happen to know where the ship from Trappersdale is docked? I’m afraid your docks here all look alike and I’ve gotten myself a bit lost. I’d really hate to lose that ship, too. It’s a long walk back to the eastern coast of Fenneress. And the thought of going through the obnoxious goodness of Barghost is only slightly more palpable than going through Quehalost, if you know what I mean. Not only that, but I’d hate to think of what I might have to do to earn enough money for another passage by boat. So I’ve got to find that ship.” The dock guard shrugged his shoulders and answered with a low voice. “Don’t know, ma’am. I’m just paid to stand here and protect this one, not to know about other boats. I don’t remember a boat from Fenneress coming in today. That’s a far voyage. We don’t get many of them through here, so I’d be sure if one arrived today.” Rhema smiled and mocked a stumble as she drew another step closer towards the dock guard. It was time to employ a little charm and use the knowledge that she had just received. “Well, it has been a few days. Of course, in a few of your taverns here the days and the nights all blend together after a while.” She reached out a hand as if to grab the dock guard, but she was too far away. She feigned missing his arm and stumbled two more steps toward him. “Oh my, these docks just won’t stay still tonight.” Rhema knew that her actions told the man that she might be under the influence of a few too many ales from a nearby tavern. However, her words lacked the slurring that would have indicated total intoxication. She hoped that he would interpret the mixed signals as being a bit freed by ale but not totally drunk. Rhema could hear the subtle splashing of Ischarus and Charis as they tried to make their way towards the ship. They were drawing near, and she could tell by the dock guard’s eyes that he was alerted to the slight noise of the swimming. She had lost his attention for a moment as he looked to the waterline of the ship moored immediately in front of the ship that Allyssa had boarded. It was time to use her powers of suggestion. Rhema reached out once more to rest her hand gently on the dock guard’s forearm. This time she was close enough to reach him, but she missed intentionally. She faked a stumble to her right, which gave the impression that she was going to fall off the dock and into the water. The dock guard instinctively focused on Rhema and reached out with a strong arm and caught her before she could fall. Once she recognized that he would catch her, Rhema let go of her weight and allowed herself to naturally fall into his grasp. The dock guard lifted Rhema back to her feet. “Careful, miss. Can’t be having to dive in after you should you fall in.” Rhema leaned into the dock guard’s torso at his embrace. “You know, you’re stronger than you look. And a might bit faster in reflex than you look, too. Are you smarter than average, too?” The dock guard blushed as she leaned into him, but accepted the compliment well. “Thank you, miss. But I think you are being too kind. If you are interested, though, you’re welcome to sit down on the dock where it is safe. When I’m relieved of my duty I’ll be sure to help you find what I think you’re looking for.” Rhema couldn’t tell if he was being genuinely sincere or trying to pass a subtle innuendo. She continued to lean into him as she spoke once more. He was ready for her mental suggestion. “Don’t you just love the way the waves lightly brush against the moored boats? Between that and the gentle sway of the dock, it’s so peaceful.” The dock guard no longer heard the subtle swimming motions being employed by Charis and Ischarus. Instead, his mind interpreted the noise as water lightly lapping against the large keels of the many boats around him. A smile came across his face. “Please, ma’am. You’re welcome to sit and listen if you’d like. But while I’m on duty here I need to stand guard. You can sit beside me if you want and listen to the waves against the ships, though. I like the way that you express it.” Rhema allowed her body to slip gently through the arms that he had wrapped around her as she leaned into him. She slid down until she kneeled upon the dock. In a quick motion she flipped over into a seated position, awkwardly allowing one of the legs to flop over the side of the dock to maintain the disguise of not being in total control. But she knew that he now heard what she wanted him to hear. She could use her suggestive input to convince his mind that his ears were hearing something slightly different than what he actually heard. Instead of two people lightly swimming through the water, the guard heard the light sound of water against the boats. Rhema sat quietly until she could vaguely make out Ischarus’ form reach the thick rope that connected the heavy iron anchor to the boat. She waited until she heard the sound of Ischarus’ body sliding up the rope and out of the water. The sound was faint, but still detectable. It would need to be disguised. “Do the docks always creak as they sway? You’re sure they are safe?” The dock guard looked down to Rhema. “They’re unusually noisy tonight, miss. But I assure you that they’re safe. They’ve stood for many years, and they’ll stand for many more.” Rhema smiled as her suggestion masked the climbing noises in the dock guard’s ears. It wasn’t long before Ischarus and Charis had managed to climb unnoticed onto the moored boat. She decided to stay at the dock guard’s feet as long as she could without arousing suspicion. Ischarus and Charis might need their noise disguised again before the night was over. [/Sblock] [/QUOTE]
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