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Sir! Pfc Eyvind Radvir, First Provisional Kossite Scouts reporting for duty, Sir!

Tymin Thaal Human Gunmage 4 Tymin nods, "Ah, and we make sure that they don't reach you. Sounds simple enough, shoot anything you don't recognize as a friend and run over anything sitting on the tracks. Crude, but effective."

Eyvind Eyvind *Eyvind flinches at the bang of the door and the harsh, unnatural wind. Scowling, he first curses and then mutters what sounds like an invocation as he advances to the door.* May Menoth's power drive this retched wind back to Hell, and the blasted witch too. Under his breath...

Tymin Thaal Gunmage 4 *Tymin looks up from his food, swallowing a mouthful before speaking.* "Just one milord, how do we fit into all of this?" Tymin waves his fork in the air as he speaks. "A quick train ride north shouldn't require this kind of firepower." patting one of his pistols.

Forgot to put this in my IC post. I think the only thing Ralam has left is to get a good look at a royal guardsman uniform so he can reproduce it with his armor's Alter Self ability.

Ralam, Human Rogue 5 / Assassin 7 *After leaving the meeting Ralam wanders a bit and runs over the plan in his head. He also finds a royal guardsman to tail for a short while to get a good look at the uniform and fix its design in his head. After getting a good mental image of the uniform he...

Eyvind Eyvind *Eyvind twitches, resisting the urge to fling the rat off his boot. Instead he only lifts his foot, sliding the rat off onto the floor and backs out of the alcove.* "Vee goo back dees vay den." pointing down the tunnel, "Leed oon leetle ohyra."

Ralam Human Rogue 5 / Assassin 7 *Ralam turns to Hasord.* "Perhaps one of the apprentices could handle Torr's tailoring needs tonight? That would leave time to have his new clothing cleaned, delivered, and fitted tomorrow." *Returning to Torr, "I'll meet you on your way to the guardhouse...

Tymin Thaal - Gunmage 4 *Tymin finishes checking over and stowing his gear before holstering his magelocks in their shoulder holsters and heading for the dining car.*

Thanks, but not necessary. In my latest post I figured out a way to work around my SNAFU without messing with the story.

Ralam, Human Rogue 5 / Assassin 7 *Ralam's eyebrows raise at Torr's revelation.* "Hm, I don't know how that will work, and I'm not willing to take a chance that it won't. Slight change of plan then. We'll use a real guard uniform for you. After you "service" the good captain's guards I will...

Gah! I'm a dumbass. For some reason I was thinking Ralam could cast Alter Self on someone else. The 'Self' in the spell name probably should have tipped me off that this wasn't going to work. :rolleyes:

Ralam Rogue 5 / Assassin 7 *Ralam listens to Torr and Hasord's comments and considers them for a moment.* "A royal guardsman might be a better choice than the captain's son then, it should allow for easy access without needing to be well known. Perhaps the king will have an important...

Eyvind Eyvind *Eyvind opens his mouth to elaborate on Kneecap's threat, but Gavyn quickly interrupts him. He closes his mouth with a snap and frowns at the smaller man, but grunts in appreciation when his diplomatic approach yields results. The appearance of the rats streaming in the top of...

Eyvind Eyvind A scowl creases Eyvind's face, "Goot, she caan hafn der budt reedy foor oss soo vee caan leef sooner. Vee go see dees "konig"... "keeng", und feend oot vaat he noos." *Eyvind approaches the door, ducking under the sign, and peers inside.*

Eyvind Eyvind *Eyvind curses in Khadoran and moves to cover the other's backs, watching for any attacks from the court.*

Put me down as an alternate!!

Ralam Rogue 5 / Assassin 7 *Ralam nods to Torr as he comes in and waits patiently as Hasord goes over the details again.* "No, no, I don't have anyone in mind, it was just an idea. I do have two further questions though. First, looting; I assume the standard "No looting" rule is...

Eyvind Eyvind *Eyvind turns toward Tyra and frowns.* "Ist veikur." Eyvind's brow furrows in thought. "Ist nei goot, need cleening, but more. Badnez ist in dert, in rock. Ist vas blaak oogrun doo ta land dey use." Eyvind looks around the 'court' again. "Eg doont tink deyr heer doe."

Eyvind Eyvind *Eyvind's eyes go wide as he steps back from the old man. Revulsion shows on his face mixed with fear. The tip of his sword starts a slow ascent as claustrophobia and superstition begin taking hold.* "Vee need ta geet oot oov heer. Dees place ist veikur."