Planes to Shape, Secrets to Keep... (Dromus)

"Another one, she'd better not cause any trouble" Cagthail grumbles to his companions.

Cagthail strides purposefully through the bar, signalling for the others to follow. When he passes the elven guard, he says "They might need your help in there."

With a cut running across his arm, the remains of the restricting goo littering his body, and all the elements seeming to have ravaged across him, there is no hiding that he has been in a battle. Hopefully, with the others around him, the elf will be sensible enough to ignore that. Either way, he has no intention of stopping.
 

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Illira

Illira is still weak from the injuries she sustained in the fight, but follows Cagthail as asked.

When Illira sees the elf, she gazes right in the guard's eyes with her glowing eyes. To back up Cagthail's words, she speaks, "Listen to him - you better stay out of our way."

Her companions can't see her eyes, which are the most intimidating part, but even her voice sounds different. That is not the bright voice of a young girl, they've heard so far. There is something very scary about it.

DM:
Intimidate the guard to let them pass. Result 33.
 
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Illira

Illira turns to look at Kestral, eys still glowing very intensively. "No! I'm not okay! I'm hurt and ...so angry." Suddenly she realizes it's Kestral, her trusted friend, and she shoudn't be yelling at him. "Oh, I'm sorry. I-, I just don't know, what's happening to me. We'll talk about this later. Let's leave this place now."
 

Hmmm...another one?

DM-
Knowledge nobility and royalty-19. Is the female half-elf someone important or just another guard?
 
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{Back! You may celebrate. :D }

You all turn and glower at the half-elf, in no mood for more conflict. Disdaindully, she sniffs at you and says, "Do you really think I'd try to haul in the whole lot of you by myself? Not likely. I'm just trying to find my squad after going on a wild goose chase for your teleporting friend. I suppose they're in there?" Without really waiting for your answer she continues to make her way to the warehouse, while extracting something small and shiny from one of her belt pouches.

Feiran -
Sorry, a 19 doesn't get you the full roster of the Guard. Sorry. ;)

{OOC: Can I get a quick post of some kind from everyone today? I just want to take roll and make sure I haven't lost anyone over the hiatus.}
 

*Narine rolls her eyes, and then gives a significant look at the others.*

"Shall we get going? We do have places to be, after all," she points out with a toss of her head.
 
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