Planescape: A Hopeless Beginning

"Ah," Krikit says, spotting Vaerhia. "There you are, dear lady. I was wondering what had happened to you. Care to join us?"
 
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JimAde said:
"Ah," Krikit says, spotting Vaerhia. "There you are, dear lady. It appears Elandra will graciously allow us to borrow a few tools while we acquaint ourselves with our surroundings. Care to visit the armory?"

OOC: Only if we're acting in her interests. Until we agree to do something she wants, I think the armoury is off-limits...? /OOC
 

OOC: Yup. Elandra has pretty much stated that you can use the Ministry's armoury if you ally with them, but otherwise there's no way she's going to arm you. Of course, Krikit can just lie about this if that was your aim.
 

OOC: Nope, just a misunderstanding. I thought she was willing to lend us a few basics regardless. My mistake. Of course, Krikit could have gotten it wrong, too. :)
 

JimAde said:
"Ah," Krikit says, spotting Vaerhia. "There you are, dear lady. I was wondering what had happened to you. Care to join us?"

"Oh, I just had to find somewhere to clean my dress - a little of Wyk's drink splattered on it. And I just hate confrontations," Vaerhia says breezily, waving it away.

"Where are you going so I know if I wish to accompany you?" She smiles and raises an inquiring eyebrow.
 


Eclaiyan

"Well, we were actually just going out to check out the town, your know, get a feel for the way things really are around here. On that note, I'm pretty sure we can trust Elandra, but even still, I'm not about to just throw in my chips with her until I know its a step in the right direction - towards getting us out of here, that is. Unless you've got something pressing Vaerhia, we could probably use your help in what I've decided to call our 'reconaissance mission'. Any objections to that title?" Eclaiyan doesn't wait for a response when he answers, "Good! Let's get rolling then."

OOC: Anything of interest in the immediate surrounding outdoor area?
 

Outside the Ministry lies pretty much the same scene that the group passed through on their way through. Beyond the clean, elegant building of the Ministry itself the street is squalid and gloomy, the wan light of the sun mostly blocked by the ramshackle buildings that lean heavily over the narrow street on both sides. This street leads nowhere except to the Ministry at its end and to a few private dwellings on each side, and as such isn't busy. A woman empties a bucket of some dark, suspect liquid from a first floor window and it sloshes down through the cobbles before draining through the grate just in front of the Ministry, leaving a dark, wet trail halfway down the street. At the far end of the street two scruffy and malnourished children are chasing an equally scruffy and malnourished cat. The street that this one intersects with is considerably busier, and a steady flow of pedestrian traffic can be seen going to and fro.
 

Minala, girl with tusks

Minala pauses on the landing to consider the town in front of her.

"I have been here before in a way. I have lived my whole life in reflections of this place. But this place is worse. It is not a place to get caught in. Its snares are subtle and strong. Emenukaris himself is probably trapped here in ways even he is not truely aware of."

"I have no wish to lose my things. The armour and necklace in particular cost me dear in blood and sweat. But if I had my way, I would take Elandra's offer and leave here for Signil as soon as is possible."
 

Wyk

"Yes, this is not a place I would come on holiday. This close to the bloodwar there are too many plots afoot around every corner. The sooner we are away the better off we'll be." Wyk's playful demenor has changed somewhat. He is more alert and focused, tense and ready for action.
 

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