M3: Assassin's Knot (Patlin judging)

[Velmont]

"Well, it has been such a long time by now. I don't think that information will do any harm to Persephone. She is travelling as much as me, or even more. She can be anywhere. The only place I could gues she could be found is the Inn, but I didn't spoke of it at all." whipsers Rinaldo.

 

[Knight Otu]

"True, but you revealed her cover. Anyway, we should plan our next steps."

 

[jkason]

Eanos

"As I said, I think we probably have enough information that it might be a good idea to try to find a way to see if we can combine that with what the others may have learned to lead us in a new direction."

 

[Velmont]

"Cover? Persephone is her middle name, that's not a great cover. I don't think what I said will help anymuch the Prince if he is hunting her down, and forcing her back here is not a great way to gain the heart of the woman." he replies to Ashnar.

"Yeah, but I start to think those clues have been planted in the room... they lead us on too much track... a innkeeper, the prince and we don't know what yet from that string..."

 

[Manzanita]

After disembarking and leaving their escort behind, Eanos looks at the sun on its downward track and makes a suggestion.

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You would have had to return to the mainland to have the privacy to have the conversation you did. I'm going to say that your opportunity to speak to the one-eyed man on the island is gone. For now.

 

[Velmont]

OOC: To bad... edit my last post to reflect that... In that case, let's meet the other, except if someone have a better idea.

 

[Manzanita]

The group returns to the inn for dinner. Outside a large wolf sits, quite docile, a few feet from the door. A raggedy begger sits on the opposite side of the door.

"Alms for the poor!" he moans as the group enters.

Inside, Nurlan and Mordik are not there, but Tenebrynn is.


Tenebrynn is currently being NPCed. Feel free to take him under your wing.

Inside is much of the usual crowd. At the bar sits a bearded man in a green robe, chatting enthusiastically with Abraham, the owner.

At the circular table, three guards, wearing the blue tunics and gold rings of the city, sit gambling with Wilfong. They are losing as usual. Two of the guards are humans with chainmail and longswords. The third is an elf with a bow.

The midgit and his friend sit silently playing cards as well.

 

[jkason]

"I'll order some food and drinks, sirs," Eanos says. Before heading to the bar to place the order (and eavesdrop on any interesting conversations), Eanos points to the table where Tenebrynn sits. "Perhaps that traveller wouldn't mind sharing his table with us? He seemed fairly amenable at breakfast as I recall."

 

[Velmont]

Rinaldo tells to Ashnar. "He looks like an arcanist. I suppose that you'll like to talk of another thing than business, my friend? You could even have a few new spells that would help to catch larger animals, now that we need to expend our business."

 

[Knight Otu]

"Alms for the poor!" he moans as the group enters.

Ashnar tosses the beggar a silver coin, trying to discern if he is honestly a beggar, or just trying to cash in on people's compassion.

"Sure, maybe he knows a few spells that are of interest. Tenebrynn, was it?"