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The Witchfolk are a strange breed, found most often in the West. Karse is their largest city, but they are also many in Barizar and Val'Alen, and indeed, they can be found throughout Aleasana. Slender, dark, and of medium height, the Witchfolk are secretive folk who favor black clothing and...

"I interacted with them, and they winked out of existence. But that said, I suspect these fellows arriving are real folks. Any chance you and HiJack can take care of them?"

Maddy's eyes snap open. "I joined the Resolutes to kick ass professionally, instead of on an amateur basis. Baiting you, Sunshine, is more of a hobby." Her eyes snap shut. "Now please be quiet. I'm trying to find my center."

The Juggler hits his communicator. "Folks, I think the Minister has a staffing problem. All the guards I've encountered in this building are illusury."

The Juggler decides to try something daring. Puting away his Sleeper ball, he leaps out in front of the guard and says, "Olly-olly-oxen-free."

The Juggler turns towards the hallway with the footsteps coming from it, and hoists another Sleeper Ball, preparing to unleash a faceful of sleeping gas as he stealthfully treads his way in. Stealth as before

Maddy frowns. "Yeah. Because I was born purple and glowing, and able to lift over a thousand tons." She crosses her arms. "Except I wasn't. I wound up this way when a classmate of mine decided it would be fun if he and his friends rampaged through the school and I got shot by his weird...

Maddy glances at Gauntlet, adjusting her glasses. As she does so the slight purple glow that surrounds her flares up several degrees. "Jeez--what makes you such a gloomy gus? You one of those 'mourning the lost humanity you can never have' types?" She shrugs. "Trust me--it's overrated. I'll...

The Juggler decides to try something. He waltzes back to the door, bold as you please, and opens it.

With a yawn, Maddy leaps to her feet. "Damn it, I'm BORED! Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored--BORED!" She blinks. "Okay, who's up for a quick trip to the Rec Rooms, eh? Have a little throwdown, maybe? Get the agro out? Show off our fancy dance steps? Eh? Eh? Eh?"

The Juggler reaches for his Bag of Tricks, and takes out a Sleeper Ball, which he expertly lodges at the guard.

Maddy glances at the blade. "Well, now you just have to worry about large, shallow-breathing men in black armor who happen to be your father."

The Juggler continues to stealthfully look for a door.

Maddy quirks an eyebrow as she adjusts her glasses. "Man, you just described my high school experience so accurately, it's uncanny."

The Juggler glances back at Jack. "I'll try to sneak in and pop open a window for you. Wait there." And with that, he heads in, quietly sneaking. Stealth as before. Also, Hide In Plain Sight, if necessary.

Maddy glances at Echo. "She talks to spirits."

Maddy leans forward at Marie's comments. "Was he not your type? Let me guess--he was too skinny. Or wait, I know--you realized he wasn't going anywhere in his chosen career!"

Maddy, watching the pair, chuckles. "Well, that seems like a match made in heaven. Guess there really is somebody for everyone."

The Juggler hits his communicator. "Are you made, Magic Man? If so, find a new fallback spot, and try to stay hidden." And with that, he cartwheels easily over the fence. Taking 10 on Acrobatics= 28 = 13 feet added to Simon's vertical jump.

As Gauntlet backs away, Maddy cups her hand to her mouth and yells, "Sure, run away from a powerful woman! I'm used to i!"