B6: The Veiled Society - IC

[jkason]

Barek Fhald, half-orc bard

Barek makes his apologies to the barkeep before leaving, then quickly notices outside that Rezak's hailing them.

"Seems Rezak's ready to stand out again, eh?" he says, heading for the alley the man's ducked into.

 

[kinem]

The alley seems deserted, for the moment.

 

[HolyMan]

Rezak waits till the others all gather around and notices Barek's little grin.

"Wat's?" he asks then waves the question away as unimportant. Not wanting a long winded explantion he probably won't understand anyway. "Neverminds, did ye 'inds outs anyting?"

 

[jkason]

Barek Fhald, half-orc bard

Rezak waits till the others all gather around and notices Barek's little grin.

"Wat's?" he asks then waves the question away as unimportant. Not wanting a long winded explantion he probably won't understand anyway. "Neverminds, did ye 'inds outs anyting?"

"We found a bottle of the wine, but the barkeep didn't remember selling to anyone else recently, and indicated there might be any number of sources hereabouts that sell it. Not sure we'll be able to narrow it down without giving away our true target," the half-orc says. "How about you?"

 

[HolyMan]

"Wells me lucks ran truer," Rezak says pulling the bottle of wine from his cloak folds. "I gots dis frum a mans says he sells a bottle just like its ta a sailor by dee name of Akiros. A sailor mind ye wit red hair."

Rezak beams with a small amount of pride that he found a lead, "Can't tink dere be muir dan one or twos red heads be likin' dis." he says waving the bottle a little.

 

[ghostcat]

Caridoc follows the others into the ally but stays near the entrance where he can see if people are still watching them. Following Rezak's revelation about the red-haired sailor, he interjects "Searching for a red-haired sailor is as good a plan as any so far. So I say go for it. Are you staying with us this time Rezak?"

 

[HolyMan]

"I'm guess'n we should at tat," Rezak says in responds. "Tings cuild gets ugly down by tae docks."

Rezak puts the bottle of wine away maybe it will be useful somehow.

 

[jkason]

Barek Fhald, half-orc bard

"On to look for red-heads, then," the bard says, moving with the others toward the docks to look for their sailor.

 

[kinem]

The group heads to the docks. Half a dozen cargo ships are anchored along the waterfront this afternoon, and crates are being loaded or unloaded from four of them. Most of the workers are dark haired, poorly shaven men; a few are blond, and a few are half-orcs. You don't notice any redheads. There are also a couple of passenger ships at the docks.

 

[ghostcat]

Caridoc follows the others and assumes his usual position as rear guard. This consists of him walking 5 to 10 feet behind the others. As per his standard operating procedure, he keeps a close eye out for them being followed.

[sblock=OOC]Perception (untrained): = +5 (+2 (Keen Sense) +3 (WIS))[/sblock]