Gunzuul, Fergus and Hardnose
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"Yeah, I'll give you some tips. Don't highlight yourself too much here, which means don't try too hard and don't totally goof it up. Just strut yourself for the ladies and hopefully you won't get rented out to one of the ones who want to 'fix you'. You put out a half-assed job and most likely you'll get rented out to a lady who just wants you to do some yard work or at worst rub her bunyans... ugh. If you foul it up entirely, you'll have to do some other labor for Mr. Sabatini, and the man can be purely diabolical. But heaven help you if you do too good of a job. If you do a good job one of the richer ladies will think you might be 'fixable' and made a decent member of society. Then it's nothing else but showing you antique momentos, trying to make you dress up, and taking you around the neighborhood. Your gents won't ever forget you in a suit, and you'll never live it down. Their all doing this for that thing in the cage," he says and points to a cloth-covered boxed shape set on top of a three-foot tall push cart that rests against the wall and forty feet from the stage. As you stare at the cloth, it ripples slightly as if something underneath caused it to move.
Suddenly music starts and Mr. Sabatini takes the stage and asks for the ladies to find their seats. The only lights that remain lit are the torches near the stage and small lanterns at each table. Somewhere in the darkness a female begins to sing.
"It's raining goblins, celebration!
It's raining goblins, celebration!
Warty goblins, strong goblins
Tough goblins, tall goblins..."
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Needles
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If Needles can't figure out a way to get through the piping, he can try to track where the rest of the party went and really on stealth.
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OOC: Another short update tomorrow.