Smashed World, Part II

Durban, Horros, Lorcan
Father Dillian slows down in order to catch his breath.
"That is indeed the mayor's house *huff* when elected, the mayor moves there with his or her family *puff* A work apartment if you will."
He takes a deep breath.
"I'm not sure what the plans are for the ceremony, I'm just miss Chendra's home teacher."

Haplo
"Good, have a seat."
Eugenoth indicates a pile of pillows located at the the table opposite of himself. As Haplo addresses him, the other halfling turns towards him.
His eyes are ink black, looking like empty holes on his head.
"I'm the telepath."
 

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Durban

"Easy there, Father, no sense in sending yourself into an apoplexy over a brisk walk. Why don't we rest a minute until you catch your breath?"

Durban leans up against a wall and watches the mayoral house for a few minutes while Father Dillian rests.
 

Durban, Horros, Lorcan
Father Dillian stops and leans against his knees.
"A good idea... It's just that I ate for too long."

Durban looks at the house, assessing it. It has a low wall surrounding it, from here it looks like it might reach a normal man's chest, it's propable more for looks than for protection. The building itself is made of stone blocks and mortar with a plank roof.
There are no security measures in sight.

Haplo
Halfling maids start serving the three at the table, filling glasses with wine as necessary, collecting used dishes away and all the things one expects from a servant.
As they eat, the ruler of the halfling starts telling the plan to Haplo.
"We'll need you at the strorage, we'll move some of the food supplies to another place and then start moving some of the most wounded from the nursery. We're hoping the whole operation will be over in five to six hours."
 

Lorcan leans back against the wall, glancing up at the house with interest.

"So, did you find anything interesting on your trip around the city?" He asks Horros.
 


Durban

"Well, you're doing better than we are. We've only found a way to the mayor," Durban smiles wanly. "I'm fully equipped, but maybe Lorcan needs some gear.

"In the meantime, let's try to get a little deeper into these mysterious assassins that are rumored to be about. I'm sure our interview with the mayor will shed some light on what's going on... and maybe we can actually get paid to help protect him!"
 


"I might drop by this smith's shop before we leave the city. If the work's good, I might pick up some extra equipment. Where does he work?" Lorcan asks.
 


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