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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ThirdWizard" data-source="post: 3018921" data-attributes="member: 12037">“Even non dimensional spaces can get stunk up by corpses.”-Planar ProverbSession 7/8/06 - In Search Of (continued)“Weren’t we going to try to take them alive?” This was Stock, seeing as how the rest of them had forgotten this minor detail. “Something about questioning them?”The others paused for only a moment before resuming cleaning their weapons and riffling through the pockets of their now deceased enemies. Malbi carefully stowed the large greataxe in his bag of holding, and Jackal held his amulet while examining the goblin’s things closely. Stock sighed and wiped blood off of his armor.Finally, with all the requisite looting out of the way, they returned to the matter at hand, that of finding out where Caradver was. “I can question them tomorrow,” Grum said, finally speaking up.“Good good. All is well.” Jackal was in a rare good mood thanks to the spoils. He even forgot to wryly comment about this being a wild goose chase.Jackal wrapped up the body of the bauriaur in extra cloaks they had. “Okay, now put this in your bag of holding and…”“Wait a minute!” Malbi didn’t like where this was going. “I don’t want that nasty thing in my bag.”“You kept dead dragons in there…”“That was different. Put it in your bag.”Jackal grumbled and pulled his bag of holding’s mouth as far as it would stretch, squeezing the limp bauriaur body into the opening. The others looked on with disgust as he did so. “There. I hope you’re happy.”Malbi nodded his approval. “What about the goblin?”“Meh, just leave it.”“Where is the assassin?!” Jackal fumed as he emerged from their basement where he had left the captured assassin the night before. “He’s gone! Did one of you let him out? So help me, I’ll…” he trailed off as he confronted Stock in the hallway.Stock only shrugged. “I didn’t see nothing.”“Well he didn’t just disappear!” Jackal headed up the stairs to Malbi’s rooms. “Where’s Malbi?”Stock quietly slithered away to question the guard to see if they noticed anything.“Well?” Jackal paced back and forth in front of the cell, the sounds of the grumbling bulette constantly emanating from behind them.“Nope. No magical auras, no invisible assassin, nothing. He’s not in there.”Jackal had hoped in vain that it was some kind of magic trick to get them to open the cell door and let him free himself that way, but no such luck. The dark elf was really gone.Malbi walked into the Hall of Speakers, looking for Factor Dhoren. A dispatch had been sent for him earlier that day, arriving soon after they had discovered their captive was missing. The message didn’t say why he was being called in, but he was a loyal member of the Sign of the One, and if a Factor was calling him in, it must be important.Looking about the Hall he finally found the Factor’s office, and knocked on the door.“Come in, come in!” the voice was loud and unhesitatingly self assured.Malbi walked into the office, looking around it. It was full of books and a few strange devices he didn’t recognize. A man in his late thirties or early forties greeted him as he walked inside.“Sit! I have to talk to you about this whole infiltrator business you seem to know about.”That explained that. Malbi and company had found out a plot to put spies in each of Sigil’s Factions recently. They had tracked down the ones responsible to the Plane of Fire and dealt with their outpost there, but they weren’t sure if any survived. If they had, then the Factions, and most importantly his own, were still in danger.When he had tried to expose the spy within the Sign of the One, however, his superior had not believed a word of it, and had in fact told him out right that if he were wrong that Malbi would no longer be welcome in the Faction. Then, he had promptly, to the best of Malbi’s knowledge at least, not done anything about it. It looks like the situation had taken a slight turn.“So you found out that the Red Haired Man is a spy!”“Yes. We had word from our allies, the Sensates, that they discovered a spy in their Faction. They didn’t know it was part of something larger, though, and they exposed and… dealt with him.” He leaned back in his chair. “We checked up on this Tylaric Stormwing, as he calls himself. His story is a lie. We kept him around, not as to arouse suspicion. It has come to our attention that this was part of a larger plot. And, that you know something about it.”“Yes sir.”“Well, lets hear it!’Malbi recounted everything that had happened to them. Discovering the Red Haired Man, scrying on him, and eventually traveling to the Plane of Fire when they discovered where the whole thing was going down. Dhoren listened intently, not missing a thing. When he finally finished, he nodded and leaned back again, having leaned forward more and more as the tale progressed.“We just have to find Green Marvent. He’s the one behind everything, if he’s still alive. We destroyed the entire outpost on the Plane of Fire.”A few minutes went by without Dhoren saying anything, and Malbi was thinking about to saying something when the Factor began to speak, “I’ve heard… not so great things about you. Factotum Sylsas, who you previously answered to had many colorful things to say about you, playing with dead bodies as if they were dolls, making outrageous claims about spies, which by the way turned out to be correct. But, you seem to be quite a capable individual.”“I can explain that body thing.”Dhoren looked up, an eyebrow raised.“I was just showing him that Grum had died, and that he needed to be raised…”“I… see… in the future I think you can handle that with Signer priests…” By the look on Dhoren’s face it looked like he was starting to reconsider Malbi, but he shook it off for the moment.“We’ve reassigned Sylsas. His office is now operating out of the Beastlands. You’ll answer directly to me about this matter. We want you to work on finding out who and where this Green Marvent is. To that end, we have opened up the Faction’s resources to you. I’ve got a member who will cast contact other plane for you, so figure out your questions. And good luck. I expect this to be handled swiftly and efficiently.”Malbi was excused from the office and walked the Hall of Speakers to the exit, nodding to other Signers as he went. A high priority? He couldn’t very well say no to a Factor in his own Faction, especially, it seemed, this one. Now he had two top priorities. Caradver had a contract out on their lives and might bring them closer to putting an end to the whole conflict with the Dustmen that they had going on.But, finding Green Marvent was also important. He had to regain face with his Faction, and a plot of this magnitude wasn’t going to just sit and wait for him to finish. However, had needed time to figure out what questions he was going to ask for that spell. He decided that they would go after Caradver and return as soon as possible. Jackal wouldn’t have it any other way anyway.</blockquote>

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