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Message: <blockquote data-quote="drnuncheon" data-source="post: 293926" data-attributes="member: 96">Session Two, Part Two: The Old CityThe door to Sehanoarun's opened, admitting a pair of cloaked and hooded figures - one tall, one far closer to the usual size of the clientele.  Business was slow at that hour of the morning, but still, the conversation dimmed as all eyes went to the newcomers.One stood in the doorway, letting his eyes adjust to the dim light, while the other strode confidently across the small room to one of the patrons, sitting alone at her table.The elven woman looked up, and a slight smirk spread across her face. "Why, officer," she said in her own language. "Whatever could you want with me? I've done nothing wrong." The subtly mocking tone of her voice belied her protestation of innocence."Save it for the magistrate," Dru snapped. The affected accent of the burglar grated on her, just as it always had. "I'm not here for you. I need to get a message to Galanodel or my father.""Well, I'm certain I don't know any such important people," the elf said, her eyes drifting over to watch Di'Fier, who waited as unobtrusively as possible near the door. "But if I ever do meet them, I'll be sure to let them know." Her smile broadened as Dru spun on her heel and stalked out.<img src="http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Dru stood in front of the Wizard's Guild, fuming, as if the sheer heat of her anger could turn the falling rain to steam before it ever reached her skin.  It didn't have any noticable effect on the rain, but it was not for lack of trying.I can't believe they won't let me in...just because I'm not a wizard, she raged to herself for the fifth time. They're just lucky I know Di'Fier, otherwise I'd think they all had something to hide...She was interrupted by the arrival of a second figure - not her partner, as she expected, but Jemis.  She nodded curtly to the ex-smuggler, who moved under the eaves of the Guild building."What are you doing out in this?" she asked.The small man shrugged. "Di'Fier said he wanted to talk to me, and th'crow said he was out here. I figured it was better than the guys back at headquarters all givin' me the hairy eyeball. What are you doing out here in the rain?"Dru's lips pressed into a thin line. "Let me tell you something about wizards, Jemis..."<img src="http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />When Di'Fier emerged, Jemis gave an involuntary hop back. Dru was in fine form, and that was enough to make anybody jumpy - not that the taller Watchman noticed. "Jemis...I was just wondering. I had the strangest sense of déjà vu last evening..."Dru wound down her rant, and Jemis stared down at the rainpuddle around his feet. "Yeah. Me too," he admitted.The elven Watchman stepped over to join them. "Has anyone else tried to kill you in your previous line of work?"  There was a long, uncomfortable pause, and she quickly added, "Besides us.""Oh." Jemis did not look relieved. "No, that was the first time.""Did you have permission to be there? From the owner of the warehouse?" As Jemis started to answer, Di'Fier held up a hand. "Not official permission, I know. But unofficial?""Well...the boss never seemed to be worried about guards or anything.""What doesn't fit," mused Dru, "is that they were all the 'little guys'.  Why go to so much trouble to wipe them out?""Especially when they didn't even know who they were working for." Di'Fier verified his comment with a glance at Jemis. "Roth seemed to be pretty friendly with Tensin at the Sea Lord's ball. Jemis, you ever hear anything about that?" A quick negative from the ex-smuggler. "Maybe you should ask around.  But be careful."The small man nodded, and headed off into the rain.Dru scowled at the Wizard's Guild. "I hope you found out what you came for."Di'Fier half-shrugged. "Well...I've got a list of the attendees at the Guild banquet - which means the names of those out-of-town wizards that visited.  I asked Glenfield about vigilante wizard's groups - he said there's rumors of one that polices the actions of wizards, but this doesn't sound like them."By a wordless agreement born of years of partnership, the two began walking back towards the Watch building. "If it is a crime family, then...hmm.  It's not Finn's style, and neither the Cutthroats nor the Bucanneers have that kind of magical power.  Does your father have any branches out of the city?""No."Di'Fier largely ignored the curt reply. "Still, there's that Galanodel...so he's got some kind of ties with organizations outside the city..."The pair walked on in silence.</blockquote>

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