Adv: A Night at the Opera; Judge TwoHeadsBarking

Qynn d'Cealis, Eladrin Swordmage 1

Still with the dwarf, Qynn follows Sheng.

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As we reached a milestone, we also gain another AP, don't we?

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Qynn
Perception: 17 Insight: 12 Low-light Vision
AC 19 Fortitude 12 Reflex 14 Will 15
Hit Points: 28 / 29 Bloodied: 14
Temporary Hit Points: 0
Resist: -
Saving Throw: +5 vs Charm
Action Points: 2 Second Wind: 1
Healing Surge:7 Surges per day: 6 / 10
At-Will Powers: Aegis of Shielding, Sword Burst, Frigid Blade
Encounter Powers: Feystep, Chilling Blow
Daily Powers: Sweeping Frostblade

Condition: -
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"T-T-Truthfully we don't trust y-y-you. I think it would be b-b-best if y-y-you let us tie you t-two up. We c-c-can't have you getting away and c-c-calling the guards. It's b-b-better than the al-alternative." The shifter looks down at his scimitars, and wipes any remnants of blood from them.
 

Hadrak opens the door, stage right, and most of the group follows behind. It looks like you've stumbled upon the dressing rooms for the actors. The hallway is forty feet long and has three additional doors along one side. The first is labeled with a star and says 'Lady of the Winds' the next two are more plain and say 'ladies' followed by 'gentlemen'. It ends in a dead end.

Meanwhile onstage, Essam, the warforged goes down to his knees, apparently complying with Rurdev's demands. Wesley, however, does not move.

"This is outrageous! You sneak into my theatre, attack my crew, and now you want to just tie me up! Gentlemen, this is the first proper song house Daunton has ever known! If we do not somehow scramble together a performance by tomorrow night there might not be another Opera house for generations! Have you no pity for the arts!?!"

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Looking in you see a small, practically empty room. A new vanity, with a fine stool sits in one corner, but appears never to have been used. Besides that, the room is vacant.

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Dane opens the other two doors, as the party moves forwards slowly. The first door, marked 'Ladies' is a larger room, with a wrap around, mirrored counter, instead of individual vanities. The costumes in the corner correlate that this is, in fact, a women's dressing room. From the doorway you can see what looks like a bow and quarrel sticking out from under the counter. Some rough leather clothing is folded over one stool.

The second door, marked 'Gentlemen' reveals much of the same, with men's clothing instead. A purple and red, silk garment, stands out on the racks.

Essam stands up and slowly follows behind Incarnation, seeming a bit curious. Wesley slowly moves forward as well, seeming to prefer this option. When he gets close to Rurdev he speaks in hushed tones.

"Who is this Grabbag, and why do you think he is in my dressing rooms?"

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"Sh-Shut up, unless you have s-something valuable to c-c-contribute." The shifter pushes the man in the shoulder, moving him along. "Make sure you ch-check for magic," he says to the arcane inclined of the group.
 

Mi thought dis trapdaw? No traps her'. Grabbag is like him & him, Dane says while pointing at Incarnation & Essam. Friend say he come her' n' no leave. He dink you stole him. We her' to git him out.
 

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