(IC) Vampires of Waterdeep pt. 1 - Blood of Malar

[Scotley]

Rognvald Illuskin Monk

Rognvald tries to appear unconcerned as he listens to the conversation, but strains to hear every word.

 

[Voadam]

Wollf watches the crowd, knowing it is a longshot but adding the new woman to his list of possibles.

 

[Mista Collins]

"Thanks good sir," Armand says as he tosses the man a gold coin. "I do indeed have arrangements with him."

Armand turns and tries to find a seat near the dance floor. Once seated he casually drinks some of his water and keeps his focus on the conversations around him while keeping his eyes on all the entrances to the common room. Now to wait until he arrives.

 

[Scotley]

Rognvald Human Monk

The muscles in Rognvald's face tighten leaving him with a slight frown. Clear your mind, be patient. The time for action will come. He breaths deeply and exhales slowly. His expression softens and he returns to a passive watching of the club's patrons.

 

[Thanee]

Jana Fyrehair

“She seems to know the bartender,” Jana mentions as the woman enters. It's obvious enough whom she is talking about.

 

[Professor Parsnip]

Unger the barkeep grunts in Armand's general direction as he departs, signifying that the conversation is indeed over.

A few moments after the strung out woman seats herself in the back, Unger takes her a plate of fried onions and some ale; this despite the fact that she did not apparently place an order.

The hours pass, and various well-dressed lordlings come and go with bored expressions on their faces, and troupes of sycophants in tow. Finally, around 11 o'clock, a rakish man dressed immaculately in white and baby blue makes a grand entrance, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. From the buzz of conversation throughout the Grinning Lion, it is clear that this is indeed Lord Orlpar Husteem. After a moment of reveling in his own spectacle, he takes a seat at the suddenly-vacated table in front of the hearth. He is immediately waited on by a pair of serving wenches, and he receives a steady stream of visitors, each of whom wanders by to chat for a minute or two, before moving on.

Actions?

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ORLPAR

 

[Bloodweaver1]

“Hmm mmh….” He mumbles as he nods his head in agreement and eyes her more closely before moving his attention to the commotion at the front door. Focusing on the overly dressed man who just walked through the door, he whispers in a low tone to Jana, "He’s here." Watching the suspect more carefully he changes his attention from Orlpar to the rest of the establishment. He scans the rest of the occupants in the bar, trying to determine who else might have a particular interest in the Lord. We are not the only ones here that have business with him…. Chances are there are others with here with a…. Appointment. he thinks to himself.

 

[Scotley]

Rognvald Human Monk

Rognvald orders strong tea to rouse himself and watches the visitor to the man's table looking for familiar faces from his neighborhood. Confronting him here would be foolish.

 

[Thanee]

Jana Fyrehair

“Seems to be quite a celebrity around here. I guess we shouldn't start any trouble or we would quickly find ourselves outnumbered.”

 

[Bloodweaver1]

"Agreed", he says as he slightly nods his head.