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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tonguez" data-source="post: 9684459" data-attributes="member: 1125">From the shadowed edge of Imani’s receiving room, Shade-9 watched.The subtle shading and gradients of the Disguise Protocol shifting silently over its frame of smoked steel and matte obsidian plating, smoothing angles, softening its silhouette, adjusting the chromatic palate of its artificial dermis. The illusion was barely more than a trick of the light, but in the warm lamplight of the tower’s receiving room it was enough, it/he looked human - Unremarkable. Dull-eyed. Quiet - precisely the kind of adventurer no one looked at twice.It had consider climbing the wall, circumventing the garden, slipping through a gap beneath the eaves, and dropping down from the rafters—but it lacked sufficient data on the wizard’s defenses.  A misstep in an arcane perimeter could end the operation before it began and here among the general influx of mercenaries, wanderers, and hopeful sellswords, there was no need for unnecessary risk.He stood now near the far wall, partially screened by a tall-backed chair and an embroidered hanging. Slowly scanning the room, identifying exits, obstacles, threats and locking onto each individual as they moved or spoke—an orc and his hyena, dressed in simple garb but carrying a fine carved staff; an elder man with a prosthetic leg, here in support of Imani; a sand-born man tapping rhythms on a drum; a talkative warrior, known to the Orc; a red-haired wanderer lurking at the edges, and a goliath with the appetite of a giant.Shade-9’s focus narrowed: Urgan,  Loklafd. Shamal, Merrick, __, Copper. Cataloguing details, simple travellers cloaks, intricately carved staves, eagerness for loot. The wizard Imani’s summons had been broadcast wide, a call to the many, was it a call of desperation or an opportunity?His attention was drawn to the delightful squeal of a halfling, before switching to the later arrivals, a man wearing sodden temple robes and behind him a scribe carrying a large book."Disguise integrity: holding" the Warforged repeated in a subvocal tone, a low hum that helped maintain calibration as he set his micro-expressions to mild interest "Surveillance mode: scanning.Crowd density: moderate. Environment stable... focus [ATTACH=full]408549[/ATTACH]Recommendation: Increase Surveillance</blockquote>

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