Need_A_Life
First Post
Targaniskava looks up, clearly surprised, but his features calm down as he recognizes you, "Ah, my friend. Nothing of note; how's the missus?" before you understand why he's acting so out of character, you feel a touch of kesh. "A great deal of things have happened, that I don't know whether to dismiss or not."
"First, a lieutenant of the Watch was brutally cut down on the street today; a good friend of mine. An elf - Valenar, by the looks of him - flashes in your mind briefly.
Second, the Riedran Ambassador - who've been out of town the last few weeks - has apparently been succeeded by someone I've been unable to identify.
Thirdly, I worry for my own personal safety. I may guard the rich, but I live anywhere but. Daask activity near my home has increased, and though I've not yet been hurt" You feel a stab of fear through the mindlink. "I fear it's only a matter of time."
Olot, and Frundor you see Hashkavak stop up to talk with his friend, who seems entirely unconcerned and says but a few quick words, yet the two seem as locked in conversation as any you can remember.
Meredith, you notice a man dressed in glamerweave clothing exiting the inn and your eyes briefly make eye-contact before he looks away and successfully manages to hide between the other people on the street. You are sure, however, that the man entered the inn shortly after you, Hashkavak and Finn and has chosen to leave now, just a short moment later.
Finn you are, however, surprised to find a gargoyle walk clumsily over to you, with an envelope in his hand. It's rough voice only says: "To you. From Medani" before forcing the envelope into your hand and takes off.
[sblock="Letter"]Dear Mr. Kincadd,
I would request your discretion regarding my daughter and her ill-advised decisions this previous night. I am sure we can come to an arrangement.
Regards,
Trelib d'Medani[/sblock]
"First, a lieutenant of the Watch was brutally cut down on the street today; a good friend of mine. An elf - Valenar, by the looks of him - flashes in your mind briefly.
Second, the Riedran Ambassador - who've been out of town the last few weeks - has apparently been succeeded by someone I've been unable to identify.
Thirdly, I worry for my own personal safety. I may guard the rich, but I live anywhere but. Daask activity near my home has increased, and though I've not yet been hurt" You feel a stab of fear through the mindlink. "I fear it's only a matter of time."
Olot, and Frundor you see Hashkavak stop up to talk with his friend, who seems entirely unconcerned and says but a few quick words, yet the two seem as locked in conversation as any you can remember.
Meredith, you notice a man dressed in glamerweave clothing exiting the inn and your eyes briefly make eye-contact before he looks away and successfully manages to hide between the other people on the street. You are sure, however, that the man entered the inn shortly after you, Hashkavak and Finn and has chosen to leave now, just a short moment later.
Finn you are, however, surprised to find a gargoyle walk clumsily over to you, with an envelope in his hand. It's rough voice only says: "To you. From Medani" before forcing the envelope into your hand and takes off.
[sblock="Letter"]Dear Mr. Kincadd,
I would request your discretion regarding my daughter and her ill-advised decisions this previous night. I am sure we can come to an arrangement.
Regards,
Trelib d'Medani[/sblock]
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