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Lars curses profusely and explains to eagle Hrimr, "Looks like Lowduke spent a lot of money on this lock. I will break the window, you can fly in. What about the wolves and bears in those cages? Do you think you could ask them for help?" Unless Hrimr objects, Lars will make quick preparations...

Lars creeps forward and and waves hello at the wet eagle. He then kneels by the skylight and looks below into the main warehouse, looking for changes from last time as well as guards. He then inspects the new lock, seeing if he can pick it. He whistles admiratively and sets about fiddling with it.

Sorry I'm late. I was no longer getting notifications. Duh! On a gaming note, I just want to make sure Lars reroactively comes to the warehouse with two new 50 feet rolls of rope and his trusty grapple. Lars waits for the right moment. When the guard is busy talking to the others, Lars darts...

Lars says, "Hrimr, I like your plan. Two things: They don't know what I look like since I was in disguise the whole time. But, I think you and I should both enter through the roof window. Since you can turn into a bird, it will be easy for you. You and I should create a diversion once the 'buyer...

Lars finishes his third flagon of wine, and he seems to be in a melancholy mood, "Ah well. Maybe it is time we each went our own way? I don't know. Anyways, I profoundly distrust Smeed and wish to have nothing to do with him." "If you guys want to go for the dragon egg and Lowduke, let me know...

Lars accompanies Kirio but lets the lets the elf lead the conversation.

Lars his mostly silent this morning. He has one thing on his mind, though. "I hope you aren't seriously considering attacking the Assassin's Guild directly. That is plain madness and I won't participate in that. Our beef is with Merrywinter, not the whole guild."

"I agree with Bannock and Arnir. Down with the halfling." "Why don't try to collect the egg from Lowduke, then? Like I said before, we could pretend we want to buy the egg and attack Lowduke once we are inside the warehouse. We will get info on Merrywinter soon enough."

Lars says, "Thanks for the support, Alric, but I won't go. I will not be his puppet."

Lars says, "Unfortunately, there is another complication. Father Dusk, the Priest of Mask at the Thieve's Guild made me an offer that I don't know if I will survive if I refuse. When I asked his help to locate Merrywinter, he accepted on condition that I accept an assassination contract under...

Lars snaps out of his daydreaming and listens to Hrimr read the letter. He whistles, "Wow, Merrywinter was sloppy. Maybe my bells weren't such a bad idea after all. It forced him to flee and leave this behind." "I wonder who the Lord of the 3 Crowns is, and who would know? Somebody at the...

Lars looks for an isolated corner to refresh his diguise spell. He then shops for a shortsword and 2 daggers. (OOC: Should leave Lars with 60 gp in pocket after spells and weapons.) He then hurries back to Hrimr outside the guild. When he finds the dwarf, Lars says, "So, do we go and search...

"I will need time to think this over, Father Dusk. Your offer of confidence honors me." Lars bows respectfully before preparing to leave.

"I would never dream to cross you, Father Dusk. What is it that would please the great Mask?"

Lars smiles easily, making sure he shows no fear. It is tricky, but Lars is well used to Guild politics and has been in many other intimidation and blackmail plays. In this case, it is clear he will have to pay up, but the trick is to limit damages. He says, "Father Dusk, you are wise and...

Lars, his legs shaking from weakness, says, "I for one need a hot meal and a change of clothes, if you don't mind, Hrimr." Lars walks back home (presumably with Hrimr) and changes. He then removes 100gp from his hidden stash and heads towards the Thieve's Guild. When he reaches his destination...

"Alric, if there is one thing we learned from this, is that we should definitely tackle these guys all together. Let's get some weapons and heal up and we can attack tomorrow." "But first things first. We need to find him. I wonder if we could track them? Do we have anything that belongs to...

Lars appears confused and sullen. After a while, he gathers his toughts and says, "Grrr! Lay off! For now, only one thing counts: an elf called Merrywinter and his orc friends must die."

They are fast! Lars, desperate now, casts sleep at Omark and Thurl.

Lars, smelling the extreme danger of the situation, decides to head closer to the exit. He moves to the corner near the door. Move to E5 [H4;G5;F5] Lars then makes a few subtle motions and speaks some words. Cast Ghost Sound as if a really loud bell equivalent to 12 humans was ringing...