The Emperor of Solmaria

(OOC: I forgot to get his backpack back, can we assume Lenya returned it, Thanee?)

Xanthas practices with the boy (or on rather) for as long as it takes for him to get tired of it. When done, he walks over to any numerous collection of the party and sits down. He opens his backpack and looks through the items he "salvaged" from the desk back at the inn.
 

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The Gnome turns back to Lenya and smiles. "Why yes and no... or just know, he he." the gnome puases at his own wit before continues.

"I know that they reange from 4 to 6 standard guards from the streets. Common patrol men without there captain has been seen, though the captain does come around to check on them from time to time. One patrol has 4, the other 6, the 4 looking a bit more experienced then the 6, if their rank knots have anything to say. They take 12 hour shifts, spliting the shifts from 9 to 9 and 9 to 9, if you get my drift." The gnome smiled again and noded to Lenya as if reading her thoughts and continues to say "the Reason I said no to your question is because we have been able to observe them only through the grate at the end of the corridor where the sewage escapes the city. There may be more of them beyond the range otf sight from the grate." the gnome smacks his head with the flat of a withered hand (from soaking to much rather then age). "Oh the grate! You'll need to find a way to open that as well. It's locked from the outside, and seems to have been repaired recently, for all of the hinges are new."
 

Xanthas goes through the items that he had found on the desk: a book with loose leaf papers from the top of the desk, which seem to be leagers for the inn. From the desk he finds that he has 5 quiles for writing, 2 pots of ink (one of which opened when he had bumped it into the pack, covering most of the items with ink in the process), a jeweled stick, a small cigar box made of wood that has a small silver lock on it, a key, which is much to large for the lock on the box, a small pouch with 10 platinum pieces in it, a coin belt with no coins in it, 20 loose sheets of paper (ruined by the ink), and a bag of black powder.

The small box rattles when shaken, but it's muffled.
 

Mithreander said:
Kinden, who acknowledges the orc, gets his hand pumped as the orc grabs it in a shake. "Kinden then! Well, we be havin a good meal soon from you's and your'in peoples 'elp! You be joinin' us then, yes?"

"Yes, we'll join you tonight. But tomorrow," Kinden says with a gleam in his eye, "I'd like you to join us! If we can help you escape out of the city, will you? Is there somewhere you can go?"
 

hippocrachus said:
(OOC: I forgot to get his backpack back, can we assume Lenya returned it, Thanee?)

OOC: I suppose it just lies near the pool with Lenya's other stuff... so he can simply get it from there, I guess. :)
 


Xanthas' eyes shine as big and as bright as small moons at the sight of the jewels and coins, completely disinterested in the now soiled parchment and other writing utensils. He narrows his eyes at the thought of sharing his new things. The pale elf had nothing to say but ill about my perusing, why should he profit from my excursions? he thinks to himself bitterly, a new wave of emotion (greed) far out matching his generous mood from earlier. He looks down at the book, quills and ink, coin belt, and bag of powder with a sneer. Worthless. He sets those aside and spends considerable time looking at the jeweled stick. Might be magical... He puts it back in his bag with a quick glance around. He comes to the cigar box along with lock and unmatching key; remembering a locked drawer in the desk he throws the key in his bag as well (after making sure it doesn't go to the silver lock). What a wonderful little trinket, he thinks while examining the lock and sticking various sharp objects in it to try and unlock it. Oh well, I can worry about it some other time. Lastly he comes to the coins. The platinum. The small fortune in circular pressed element. A shadow passes. Well I certainly don't see anything wrong with sharing this. Hardly anything anyway... Counting out the ten coins he looks around at the seven members of the party. How unfortunate. Well, I guess I shall just have to play favorites.

(OOC: Dar, Lenya, and Xanthas (of course) get 2, everyone else gets one. Sorry :p The other items are up for whoever wants them of course: Ledger Book, Bag of Powder, Ink, Quills, and Coin Bag.)
 
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As Xanthas approaches Lenya, she is still inside the pool. As he hands her 2 platinum pieces, she puts them on the edge of the pool, where her clothes are drying, and smiles at him slightly confused, then says: “Well, thank you, Xanthas. But what are those for?”
 
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Xanthas maintains eye-contact. Kind of. "To...match your beauty," he says, thinking himself very clever. He then stands about sheepishly and leaves to hand out the rest of the coinage.
 

“Thank you, I'll buy something nice with it, once we get an opportunity.”

Lenya smiles and slips back into the water.

When Xanthas moves around to hand out the other pieces, she finally takes advantage of the little distraction and leaves the pool to take on her clothes and collect her stuff again.

“Ahh, this feels a lot better! About those grates... I might have an idea, how to get past that... altho, I'm not sure, if it will work...”
 

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