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<blockquote data-quote="Kobold Stew" data-source="post: 8372406" data-attributes="member: 23484"><p>When the voice comes from his message pouch, Tillington, his back against the brick wall of a public showerhouse, damp from condensation dripping from the small openign far above his head, he feels he has been caught. The enemy closing in. </p><p></p><p>The voice is no louder than his heartbeat, and he's not even sure he's really hearing it until it repeats. But one thing is clear. He has been seen. </p><p></p><p>The wee gnome peeks around the corner, and sees the tower the voice indicated. It's an easy dash across the road and then the plaza, and there is no threatening presence he can see, beyond tyhe ordinary passers by, all of whom tower over Tillington. Whose voice it was, he cannot place.</p><p></p><p>Someone has suggested meeting him and not in a private place. If it was the constabulary, they were unlikely to use such arcane means. (He's encountered them often enough to know that the dialect of Common they speak most capably is Yelling). He crosses the street and the square, and sees the candle glow from some busy tables outside an small inn. It is not one he remembers visiting before. But getting in is no problem. </p><p></p><p>Tillington finds the black and red dec or gaudy, and it makes things hard to see. There's an empty stool beside a lonely human. A leatherworker, Tillington guesses from the smell of the man. "Excuse me," he says as he stands up on the stool and scans the room. </p><p></p><p>It takes less than a second for him to spy Maladiel,* sitting alone, with a drink in front of him and another for an empty chair. It must be him. He grabs onto the leatherworker's knee as he makes his way down, and says "Cheers, mate," before working his way over to where Mal was sitting. </p><p></p><p>As he pulls himself up onto the chair, he says, "Mal, me old sock, I've been hearing voices in the night. How are you doing?"</p><p></p><p></p><p>*(Perception <a href="http://www.coyotecode.net/roll/lookup.php?rollid=253151" target="_blank">1d20+1=21</a> Crit, lol.)</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Kobold Stew, post: 8372406, member: 23484"] When the voice comes from his message pouch, Tillington, his back against the brick wall of a public showerhouse, damp from condensation dripping from the small openign far above his head, he feels he has been caught. The enemy closing in. The voice is no louder than his heartbeat, and he's not even sure he's really hearing it until it repeats. But one thing is clear. He has been seen. The wee gnome peeks around the corner, and sees the tower the voice indicated. It's an easy dash across the road and then the plaza, and there is no threatening presence he can see, beyond tyhe ordinary passers by, all of whom tower over Tillington. Whose voice it was, he cannot place. Someone has suggested meeting him and not in a private place. If it was the constabulary, they were unlikely to use such arcane means. (He's encountered them often enough to know that the dialect of Common they speak most capably is Yelling). He crosses the street and the square, and sees the candle glow from some busy tables outside an small inn. It is not one he remembers visiting before. But getting in is no problem. Tillington finds the black and red dec or gaudy, and it makes things hard to see. There's an empty stool beside a lonely human. A leatherworker, Tillington guesses from the smell of the man. "Excuse me," he says as he stands up on the stool and scans the room. It takes less than a second for him to spy Maladiel,* sitting alone, with a drink in front of him and another for an empty chair. It must be him. He grabs onto the leatherworker's knee as he makes his way down, and says "Cheers, mate," before working his way over to where Mal was sitting. As he pulls himself up onto the chair, he says, "Mal, me old sock, I've been hearing voices in the night. How are you doing?" *(Perception [URL='http://www.coyotecode.net/roll/lookup.php?rollid=253151']1d20+1=21[/URL] Crit, lol.) [/QUOTE]
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