(IC) DND 3.5 Enter Planescape

(Aril notes Mr. Black heading toward Bimble and Wawaate with food in hand, and approaches them and says quietly)

“It is clear that, to a greater or lesser extent, you three are cagestruck.
In this place (Allesha’s Pantry) you can get food and shelter if you need it. Allesha bakes the bedding, so you won’t likely pick up any bugs or parasites.
We’re in the Hive Ward, the worst of the six wards, and home to Sigil’s stupidest murderers.
My last bit of advice: before you jump through any portal, cast, or have someone you trust cast the spell Analyse Portal. You don’t want to find yourself in a slave pit in one of the lower planes.
I have to leave now, or I will be late for my appointment with the Sensates. They want to copy my memory and experience of Sundsvall’s destruction by the Doomsday Device. I survived that, and the week that followed, when there was no magic at all anywhere in the world.
I hope you will survive as well.
Good luck to you, and farewell.”


(Aril leaves through the kitchen, casting a Create Water for Allesha on the way.)
 

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Mr. Black
Perception: 0
Sense Motive: 4
Search: 6
AC: 14;
FF: 13;
Touch: 11
Spell Slots"
0: [X] [X] [] [] []
1st: [X] [x] [] []
HP: 8
Init: 1
Fort: 2
Ref: 1
Will: 2
Buffs: none


Mr. Black doesn't really know what in the nine hells the guy is talking about but he does note the blatant insult. It's pretty clear that whatever Aril is going on about that it's nothing more than an excuse to split.

Aril being a Cager, has probably put some details together that the others haven't. He's realizing how dangerous the job is and probably can't take the heat, so he's getting out while the gettin's good. Local or not, Aril doesn't seem like a fellow who grew up on the streets - he seems a little too...refined. Soft even. Even though he talks a good talk.

Not even six hour ago, Mr. Black was murdering lizard men to steal their loot. He'd grown up in the slums. Cagestruck or not, despite these being the worst slums one's nightmares could conjure, Mr. Black is no lost merchant. This was how he made a living. Despite the alien environment there is a lot similarities to home. A strange familiarity. It vaguely occurs to him that maybe his string of bad decisions in life might be that he subconsciously enjoys the danger.

"Sure, whatever Cutter. Thanks for the tip. Believe well."

As Aril walks away he says to the gnome, "I guess you and your pup are uninvited to his kip. Seems in keeping with the local hospitality."

As Mr. Black walks away from the congregation, before he gets associated with them and, as he leaves, he starts putting some things together....Cagestruck.... He starts thinking about what the Dwarf said earlier....

I have some internal dialogue stuff I want to post later. But I'll wait until @Steve Gorak posts.

Happy trails, @Brendan Byrd . Sorry to see you go.
 

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