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Message: <blockquote data-quote="mhd" data-source="post: 3588424" data-attributes="member: 16805">For Caron:[sblock]As Caron gets closer to the roof of the warehouse, he notices the sweet smell of blood. Landing on top of the roof's outer wall, his eyes scan the scene before him. There's a rather large elemental vehicle hovering over the roof itself, oblong in shape and rather flat, obviously more used to carrying goods than passengers. In the back there's a small platform with a few glowing crystals. Atopf of this platform is a small body. The dead halflings eyes stare unseeingly at the night sky. Delicious looking eyes, really can't beat halflings in that regard....With two quick hops Caron lands on the aircart and then on the roof besides it, staring down its slope. And yes, there's a rather large skylight here, its covering slats ripped off and placed to one side. Fluttering to the skylights edge, Caron looks down. There's almost no light in the warehouse and he's certainly no owl. He can detect a few simple shapes, the faint smell of dried blood -- and a rather loud grating at the right side of the house. Someone's pulling a large, metallic object across stone. With a loud clang it lands on the floor, and a little bit of light comes through an opening on the side. A large shape objstructs the light now and much quicker than before, the iron plate is put back into place. The two shapes have a brief discussion."Took you long enough!" barks the smaller one."'ry, boss. 'ad to duck a gang, as you told me.", a basso voice echoes across the warehouse, regretfully."Yeah, yeah, no time for that. Wouldn't want a survivor to remember your ugly mug.""Ahhh, boss...""Now stop whining, you overgrown, fur-less chamberpot. We've got work to do. Get all the metal round here to the wooden platform in the middle where I can pull it up with the crane. Hurry! Don't know whether our dear departed friend had some special arrangements with the guard..."The large shape now lumbers towards the spot where the skylight illuminates the floor below.  9 foot tall, hunched over, black skin, black clothing. Looking around hungrily. Caron spreads his wings, catches the wind and is gone from the roof.OOC: Now, the next part depends on whether Caron gets back straight from this scene or tries to spy on the guard first. Just tell me what he did and read the next block if he's not returning immediately.[/sblock]For Caron, pt. II[sblock]Circling down, you land silently on the door to the stable, standing right next to the blade of a worn halberd. There's a magelight glowing down there, filling the stable with bluish light. On a dirty blanket, a naked, hairy man is recovering from a particularly disgusting mammalian mating. One of his hands 'round the shoulders of a naked doxy, the other around the straps of his guard's bag he's snoring loudly. Deftly the right arm of the harlot is moving towards that bag, trying to eel her way out of the embrace just enough to get to its clasp. Just as she's about to open it, she nods, like she's just remebered something. Quickly she checks her surrounding, until she finally gazes upon Caron. Surprised and afraid, she clings to the breast of the snoring beast now, watching the door with a suspicious squint. [/sblock]</blockquote>

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