[IC] Stealthy Missions: Prologue

[Inez Hull]

"Sounds like my kinda town. Let's go find a bed an' then we can get abouts an' rake some muck."

 

[Dalamar]

"Sounds like it could be fun."
Says James with a smile on his lips.

 

[Thels]

Byorn keeps earsdropping the conversation from a few feet away, probably content with whatever suggestion they make that includes staying within town, though none of those would make him really happy. The group has hardly seemed to notice Byorn, who is just fine with that, means he has to do less share in the talking part.

 

[Someone]

Since no one seems interested in going with him, Rowenstin heads alone for the noble´s quarter. "Let´s see if I do something useful" whispers.

 

[Wilphe]

Jeffrey watches Rowenstein leave, "Gods damnit that guy creeps me out.". He decides to stick with the new guys, as they can't possibley be more disturbing than the two he's been cooped up in the cellar with.

 

[Inez Hull]

"Ah, don' bother yerself, it's just a show." Orland doffs his hat and when he places it back on his head he takes on a similar creepy appearance to Rowenstin. "If you've a mind to do it anyone can creep out the people around them." Orland resumes his normal bantering tone, "however I've found makin' yerself approachable to the right people pays off, 'specially if ya know how to get 'em talking."

 

[Dalamar]

"Yes, getting the right type of people talking is a handy skill..."
James pulls out a bottle of wine from one of his belt pouches.
"...and this little fella' helps with the ladies, especially when served in candlelight."

 

[Inez Hull]

"Ah, Jimmie we'll 'ave to get our heads together someday, although I fear for the rest of the world's wallets, secrets and chastity once we do", Orland grins.

"A'right then lets get to it then. First order o' business, find a suitably shady inn where we won't stand out", at this he stares at his smelly new friend, "much anyway. Then we hit the taverns and parties of this two-bit town and rustle up what news we can."



[OOC: Xael, I'd like to get use of Orland's gather information and sense motive skills, which are his two main strengths as a rogue, to find out some helpful info about the Big M before we roll him.]

 

[Dalamar]

"Sound good with me. Let's go..." James whirls around on his heel and points to a random direction, "...that way."

 

[Wilphe]

Jeffrey follows James and Orland to whichever tavern they like, happy to, at last, be actually doing something. That the something seems to be a good thing, is merely an added bonus.