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<blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 763517" data-attributes="member: 105"><p>As you wish....</p><p></p><p><strong>Early Summer, 1378, Year of the Cauldron</strong></p><p></p><p><em>Ten, maybe twenty,</em> came the voice in his head as he crept along the roof of a warehouse in the Underbelly, Selgaunt's worst district. He passed on the information with quick hand signals as he reached the roof's trapdoor where another blackclad rogue peered into a hollow tube that had bee stuck through a hole in the roof. The newcomer looked through the tube to confirm what had already been communicated to him in his head. </p><p></p><p>Signalling again with his hands to allies scattered across the rooftop, he sent to his companion. </p><p></p><p><em>On three....</em>, then with his small, almost child-like hands he counted.</p><p></p><p>At three, the world exploded for a large group of unwitting Night Knives, members of one of Selgaunt's several thieves' guilds. Glass crashed, and the Night Knives heard each other's screams as a rival gang cut them down mercilessly. The few that survived the first six heartbeats, saw a masked, halfling darting in and out from the shadows directing the hit. The assassins slew without a sound and the conflict was over not soon after the initial assault. </p><p></p><p>The halfling dispatched a couple of his followers to check for stragglers as he took a wolf's headed coin and tossed it on the nearest body. Not usually one to give in to emotion, Grim held back a tears. It had been over two years since he last visited Benito in that really cold place, and It had been even longer since he had seen Aris. Ironic that the framing of the Darkstalkers would remind him of his old friend...</p><p></p><p><em>Well his obsession with wolves anyway,</em> Grim said to himself and anyone within 20 paces quelling his emotions and bringing him back to reality. </p><p></p><p>Ordering a few booby traps to be set for appearences, Grim and the rest of his "gang" quit the warehouse and the Underbelly as quietly as they had come. </p><p></p><p>**</p><p></p><p><em>Later that evening...</em></p><p></p><p>"I had an easier time finding you than I expected," said a non-descript human as he tossed an envelope at Grim. </p><p></p><p>Lighting quick, the halfling drew his kama and swatted the object away. In the next instant he and two of his companions were on the stranger: Grim on the table, kama to the man's throat and Grim's two friends in flanking positions, daggers drawn. The envelope meanwhile did a loop in the air and flew back to the table settling at the halfling's feet. Also, they had caused everyone enjoying their beef skewers and ale here at the Green Gauntlet, to stop and look their way. Grim growled at the unwanted attention. </p><p></p><p>He nodded to one of his fellows who whispered in the stranger's ear, "You'd better have a quick tongue and a good explanation."</p><p></p><p>With a grunt of disdain, Nosr threw off his magical disguise causing more looks and stares in their direction as he rose to his full splendor. Grim gasped and to the surprise of his fellow rogues gave Nosr a hug. Then he picked up the envelope as he belted <em>Cruelty's Nemesis</em> and sat back down. </p><p></p><p>Uncharacteristically, he spoke, "Nosr, what brings you here?"</p><p></p><p>The mage pointed to the envelope. Grim left it there. "I'll look at it later. Won't you sit and eat with us?"</p><p></p><p>Nosr's stomach growled. The skewers did smell good. </p><p></p><p>"Thanks, I am hungry."</p><p></p><p>Shortly, Grim's two companions brought food and drink. The mage wolfed it down. Grim introduced his friends as the group ate, but the mage did not pay attention. After Nosr finished, he looked around. </p><p></p><p>"So what is all this?" he motioned to the two men and several other strategically placed individuals in the common room. </p><p></p><p>"Have you succumbed to your baser instincts? Are you running a small guild? Benito would take issue."</p><p></p><p>Grim just smiled and motioned for Nosr to come in closer. Opening his palm, he showed him a silver pin...a harp in front of a moon.</p><p></p><p>Nosr laughed, "You, a Har-!" </p><p></p><p>Grim slapped him, <em>Sorry!</em></p><p></p><p>Nosr rubbed his face and glared while Igg and Uuk reached for weapons.</p><p></p><p><em>Sorry, my friend. We don't want to reveal ourselves. We're having too much fun underground causing trouble and killing evil...And unfortunately, everybody talks.</em></p><p></p><p>Grim motioned for Uuk to follow a person who had tried to leave discreetly after Nosr's outburst. </p><p></p><p>"Fine...," answered Nosr, adjusting his jaw, "Just. Not. In the face..."</p><p></p><p>Grim grimaced. "Yes, that will leave a mark."</p><p></p><p>Nosr finished his meal and his drink and then took his leave. </p><p></p><p>"Thanks for the visit, Grim. I have to get to finding my next victim."</p><p></p><p>Nosr smiled and bowed and "popped" out of existence.</p><p></p><p>Grim stared at the space where Nosr had been for a while and then turned his attentions to the envelope. Uuk had returned limping but nodded his head. He slid a silver blade across the table. </p><p></p><p><em>sigh</em>...<em>more competition...</em> thought the halfling and buried his head in his arms still peeking at the mysterious envelope. </p><p></p><p><em>The burdens of leadership, </em> he said to himself looking around at his fellow Harpers and allied agents that were spread among the patrons in the room. </p><p></p><p>He opened the envelope. His name scrawled in black, flowery Chondathan. </p><p></p><p>Dark shadows escaped from their confines and coalesced together to form a message. Grim's eyes went wide as he read, and then he began to roll on the floor, laughing. Igg and Uuk moved to help but Grim waved them off. He laughed so hard that he beagn to cry. Eventually he stopped and bought a round for the house....</p><p></p><p>Leaving word with the Temple of Oghma, he headed for Cormyr the next day.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Broccli_Head, post: 763517, member: 105"] As you wish.... [b]Early Summer, 1378, Year of the Cauldron[/b] [i]Ten, maybe twenty,[/i] came the voice in his head as he crept along the roof of a warehouse in the Underbelly, Selgaunt's worst district. He passed on the information with quick hand signals as he reached the roof's trapdoor where another blackclad rogue peered into a hollow tube that had bee stuck through a hole in the roof. The newcomer looked through the tube to confirm what had already been communicated to him in his head. Signalling again with his hands to allies scattered across the rooftop, he sent to his companion. [i]On three....[/i], then with his small, almost child-like hands he counted. At three, the world exploded for a large group of unwitting Night Knives, members of one of Selgaunt's several thieves' guilds. Glass crashed, and the Night Knives heard each other's screams as a rival gang cut them down mercilessly. The few that survived the first six heartbeats, saw a masked, halfling darting in and out from the shadows directing the hit. The assassins slew without a sound and the conflict was over not soon after the initial assault. The halfling dispatched a couple of his followers to check for stragglers as he took a wolf's headed coin and tossed it on the nearest body. Not usually one to give in to emotion, Grim held back a tears. It had been over two years since he last visited Benito in that really cold place, and It had been even longer since he had seen Aris. Ironic that the framing of the Darkstalkers would remind him of his old friend... [i]Well his obsession with wolves anyway,[/i] Grim said to himself and anyone within 20 paces quelling his emotions and bringing him back to reality. Ordering a few booby traps to be set for appearences, Grim and the rest of his "gang" quit the warehouse and the Underbelly as quietly as they had come. ** [i]Later that evening...[/i] "I had an easier time finding you than I expected," said a non-descript human as he tossed an envelope at Grim. Lighting quick, the halfling drew his kama and swatted the object away. In the next instant he and two of his companions were on the stranger: Grim on the table, kama to the man's throat and Grim's two friends in flanking positions, daggers drawn. The envelope meanwhile did a loop in the air and flew back to the table settling at the halfling's feet. Also, they had caused everyone enjoying their beef skewers and ale here at the Green Gauntlet, to stop and look their way. Grim growled at the unwanted attention. He nodded to one of his fellows who whispered in the stranger's ear, "You'd better have a quick tongue and a good explanation." With a grunt of disdain, Nosr threw off his magical disguise causing more looks and stares in their direction as he rose to his full splendor. Grim gasped and to the surprise of his fellow rogues gave Nosr a hug. Then he picked up the envelope as he belted [i]Cruelty's Nemesis[/i] and sat back down. Uncharacteristically, he spoke, "Nosr, what brings you here?" The mage pointed to the envelope. Grim left it there. "I'll look at it later. Won't you sit and eat with us?" Nosr's stomach growled. The skewers did smell good. "Thanks, I am hungry." Shortly, Grim's two companions brought food and drink. The mage wolfed it down. Grim introduced his friends as the group ate, but the mage did not pay attention. After Nosr finished, he looked around. "So what is all this?" he motioned to the two men and several other strategically placed individuals in the common room. "Have you succumbed to your baser instincts? Are you running a small guild? Benito would take issue." Grim just smiled and motioned for Nosr to come in closer. Opening his palm, he showed him a silver pin...a harp in front of a moon. Nosr laughed, "You, a Har-!" Grim slapped him, [i]Sorry![/i] Nosr rubbed his face and glared while Igg and Uuk reached for weapons. [i]Sorry, my friend. We don't want to reveal ourselves. We're having too much fun underground causing trouble and killing evil...And unfortunately, everybody talks.[/i] Grim motioned for Uuk to follow a person who had tried to leave discreetly after Nosr's outburst. "Fine...," answered Nosr, adjusting his jaw, "Just. Not. In the face..." Grim grimaced. "Yes, that will leave a mark." Nosr finished his meal and his drink and then took his leave. "Thanks for the visit, Grim. I have to get to finding my next victim." Nosr smiled and bowed and "popped" out of existence. Grim stared at the space where Nosr had been for a while and then turned his attentions to the envelope. Uuk had returned limping but nodded his head. He slid a silver blade across the table. [i]sigh[/i]...[i]more competition...[/i] thought the halfling and buried his head in his arms still peeking at the mysterious envelope. [i]The burdens of leadership, [/i] he said to himself looking around at his fellow Harpers and allied agents that were spread among the patrons in the room. He opened the envelope. His name scrawled in black, flowery Chondathan. Dark shadows escaped from their confines and coalesced together to form a message. Grim's eyes went wide as he read, and then he began to roll on the floor, laughing. Igg and Uuk moved to help but Grim waved them off. He laughed so hard that he beagn to cry. Eventually he stopped and bought a round for the house.... Leaving word with the Temple of Oghma, he headed for Cormyr the next day. [/QUOTE]
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