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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Cage-Rattler" data-source="post: 4033672" data-attributes="member: 52785">István Angushtri:[sblock]  ooc:  The Reave is closing the 10-foot gap normally, without charging. István thrusts forward with his rapier, and this time is rewarded as the tip of his blade slips through the heavy helm's visor and comes away dark and wet.  A piercing howl of pain ripped through the night air as the reave stumbled back a few steps. (Natural 18+11 threatens; 13+11 confirms critical; 6 WP damage, no DR.  Ask and ye shall receive, I guess.    <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" />  )Shaking his head in an attempt to dull the pain, the brute lashes out with his fists again, but his aim is wide of the mark.  (Reave succeeds wound-based Fort save; Reave misses with his attack.)Status:István = 13 VP/ 12 WPReave = Fighting Desperately, Severely Wounded[/sblock]Mirana:[sblock]  Mirana didn't know exactly what to expect when she decided to tail the trio of cross-trading toughs halfway across the Hive and into the Clerk's Ward, but it was a sure bet that something sinister afoot; one of her marks -- a rodent-faced, wiry man -- was a low-level enforcer for the Dogs, and his companion wore his clothes in a style favored by the Hellteeth gang.  The third member of the group -- a hulking, four armed Reave -- was a bit of a wild card; she wasn't sure what to make of him.Mirana shadowed the trio to a small warehouse on the boundary of the Clerk / Hive border, but didn't dare enter.  All was still for quite some time, and the fey-touched was tempted to give up on the evening's spying.  She hadn't moved far when a sudden ruckus rang out through the night air.  Following her ears, Mirana came across what seemed to be an ill-planned raid on the nearby Slumbering Lamb boarding house.  As she watched, an older tiefling woman slipped through the shattered entryway and ran down the cobbled streets as fast as her legs could carry her, calling for the Harmonium as she went.  From within the confines of the inn, the sounds of battle receded.Mirana didn't doubt that the area would be swarming with Hardheads soon, and as she contemplated making herself scarce, fresh sounds of commotion carried over from a few streets over.  Cautiously investigating, she managed to spot the reave she had been following earlier, locked in mortal combat with an impossibly-acrobatic gnome wrapped in heavy cloths.  Sparks born from the gnome's rapier striking the reave's armor sporatically illuminated the fight, and both combatants seemed to be at an impasse; the thin blade of the rapier unable to pierce thick metal armor; the reave unable to land a solid blow on the darting gnome with his fists.  The reave suddenly howled as the gnome's blade finally found a chink in the brute's armor, but he remained on his feet.  The gnome, too, was showing the toll of being battered by the reave's punches.  As things stood, it was still anyone's fight.[/sblock] =======================================Vervain:  The shell-shocked patron of the boarding house blinked once at the boldly-dressed gentleman standing before him, then wordlessly pointed across the expanse of the common room, toward the simple wooden staircase leading to the second floor. ======================================= "Hopefully, nothing," Dinah replied uncertainly.  "Things'll go from bad to worse if this gets any bigger than it already is.""Aye, but you can go back to sleep if you want, Tony.  I'll keep an eye out for him."---------------------------------Nearly an hour had passed when Kalel returned, as promised.  He seemed satisfied as he approached Anthony and Dinah; Lily, who had been wide-awake since the disturbance, edged in closer to catch his words, as well."I don't think the Dog'sll be showing their faces around here for a while, at least," the bariaur began.  "A few of my bloods set up kip close by; they know those cross-traders better than anybody.  They'll help us keep an eye on things."</blockquote>

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