Domhani Bairdéir 03

Gavril does his best to look like he has every intention of having a stimulating discussion on the moral of the citizens this evening as he awaits the page. His heart races with the thrill of the hunt.
 

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Skáth

Before they are too close to the Maor's house, Skáth will fly down to Gavril and ask,

"Do you want me inside with you? If so, Do you want me in the same room? If this is to be the case, I will need some time to find an alternative way in or a quick diversion to allow me entrance through the same door without being seen."
 


Cyr Escunar Tórramh

Yes, good points all. As Gavril already went we have already omitted sending of 'regular' hidden letter.

If we are to send 'flushing' letter we can do it without implicating either Bairdéir or Daoine deBith. But, I don't see the need to hide our identities as Bairdéir, they already know we or at least YOU are in the city. And we need to become targets for flushing to be successful. If they only go deeper into hiding, we accomplished nothing. But, of course, since this letter is for flushing out bad guys we don't need to sign it.

We can adjust the letter to exclude any mention of Daoine, but that does mention assassination and raid upon their hideout. Problem could be of course if they don't have hide out as such so it could pay to avoid such reference.
 

Cairn MacSidhe

"Cyr, I just think that a letter like that might be perceived by some to be cowardly, and that would reflect poorly on the Bairdeir as a whole, not just us. I think that we should be careful to avoid that possibility when the letter is drafted."
 

Cyr Escunar Torramh

That's why we are discussing it. I'm open to sugestions, my mind is still muddled by the drugs. We can also scrape the idea, I won't mind, it was an idea not solution to all our problems.

Does anybody has an idea how else we could proceed? Would you please think on it, I'm going to sleep. Maybe I get something better while sleeping.



Cyr retires to wherever he was assigned and catches up on his sleep, meditating before and after and taking purgatives to clear his system from any remaining drugs. After he awakes he also communes with his spirit advisor trying to glean something more from what happened before.

OOC: Almost wrote "solution to question of life, universe and everything" :o
OOC2: by purgatives I mean those that will not force Cyr to remain indoors for eternity while he 'cleans', but rather those that help organism clear by increasing metabolic speed or oxidatives or by some other means...I'll post names after I had time to review the list...
OOC3: also, GM, you hadn't yet approved any from the list of herbs I sent you and until you say otherwise, I'll use whole list as is...
 

Cairn MacSidhe

OOC: With Cyr purging himself and sleeping, Gavril cavorting with the womenfolk, Skath watching the cavorting (voyeur!! :p ), and Bear and Cerrallos not immediately at hand, Cairn finds himself somewhat at loose ends. He will use some of this time to practice up on his cooking and baking skills and make himself a savory meat pie. After this repast, he will try to sneak in a nap. All the while, of course, Cairn in thinking as hard as he can about the situation and possible solutions. He is hoping that an answer will suddenly spring into his mind......... But...... so far...........he's got zilch.
 

All Dressed Up . . .

The page escorts Gavril into the Maora's parlor, where he finds her waiting. She rises at his entrance, and the dandy is again struck by her classic beauty - perfection itself.

She greets him warmly before moving gracefully to a sideboard. "May I offer you a drink or other refreshment before we get down to our discussion?"


In the meantime, Skáth has managed to slip into the residence behind Gavril long enough to figure out about where the Maora's window would be, slip back out and locate the proper window from the outside (at least, he thinks it's the proper window . . . it opens into a richly appointed bedroom).
 

Cyr, the drug lord

If available, from the depths of Cyr's backpack rises Yulpris. It is freely given to Gavril to resist any and all chemical attempts on his well being...

OOC: I know this is little backdated, but I just found enough time to review the list...

[sblock=Yulpris]
Very Rare, 600d per dose, only grows in boggy soil on Setha Heath.
The plant is mashed and dried to a green crystallized dust, then mixed with hot water and drunk as a tea.
Effect: Greatly stimulates the body's own immune defenses, giving a blanket +5 to HT vs. all diseases and most poisons, for a month
[/sblock]
 

Gavril

Gavril is effusive with his own greeting. "Yes, a drink would be wonderful. Would you mind if I open a window, I am rather warm suddenly?" He slips to a window before she answers and places himself and his distinctive hat close to the glass. Gavril will wait for an assent before opening it. He takes a moment to admire her form while her back is to him at the sideboard. Oh the things I do for queen and country. It is all he can do not to lick his lips.

OOC: Note that Gavril does not intend to consume anything given to him by the Maora!
 

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