Who wants to be a Wayfinder? Part 1

During the conversation, Whisper casually and (attempting at least) unobtrusively surveys the room, perhaps under cover of looking for a server. She looks for anyone that seems a bit too interested; especially those that look away just as their eyes meet.

"When do you think you will have the full painting done?" she asks quietly as she does.
 

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Midian Rightson, human druid

SelcSilverhand said:
"To separate the elements of this masterpiece would only ruin it. It would remove the mystery, the flow of the art. It like asking a cloth weaver to rend a beautiful robe to remove a single thread."

Midian shifts forward, a threat on his lips, then swallows it. Whether the artist knows more than he's telling or not, he doubt he can get that information by brute force; he's just not that good at it, after all. Better to let the more socially-adept ladies pry what they can, then compare notes when they're once again alone.
 

"Hmm, why not long at all I should think. The stores I will need to visit are all open by this hour. With the supplies in hand and the motivation of a warm bed with a roof over my head, I should have the entire work finished for you by supper time."

The waitress returns at that moment to deliver plates of freshly cooked ham, bread, and some kind of porridge. The elf thanks her and turns back to you. "Would you be satisfied with that arrangement?"
 

Midian Rightson, human druid

SelcSilverhand said:
"Hmm, why not long at all I should think. The stores I will need to visit are all open by this hour. With the supplies in hand and the motivation of a warm bed with a roof over my head, I should have the entire work finished for you by supper time."

The waitress returns at that moment to deliver plates of freshly cooked ham, bread, and some kind of porridge. The elf thanks her and turns back to you. "Would you be satisfied with that arrangement?"

Midian, knowing he's meant to be an escort and not part of the negotiation, turns to the two women with the slightest of nods to discreetly show them he approves of the arrangement.
 


"Very well then. Consider us your patrons, for now. We'll start with this work, and go from there. As a gesture of good faith..."

She places a small stack of platinum coins in front of the artist.

"Payment up front. Consider it an apology for my behavior yesterday. I trust you will know how to reach us when it is complete?"
 

The elf beams a winning smile at the three of you as he accepts the bag of coins. "I can promise you won't be disappointed. It will be one of the finest works I have ever created." He quickly devours his meal, making small talk in between mouthfuls. When finished he bids you farewell and heads out the door.

OOC
[SBLOCK]
It's mid-morning now so you have several hours if you would like to take any other actions while in town.
[/SBLOCK]
 

Midian Rightson, human druid

SelcSilverhand said:
The elf beams a winning smile at the three of you as he accepts the bag of coins. "I can promise you won't be disappointed. It will be one of the finest works I have ever created." He quickly devours his meal, making small talk in between mouthfuls. When finished he bids you farewell and heads out the door.

OOC
[SBLOCK]
It's mid-morning now so you have several hours if you would like to take any other actions while in town.
[/SBLOCK]

Midian, glad to be rid of the play-acting as bodyguard, turns to the women.

"Well, especially given last night's excitement, perhaps we should see about finding that healing wand sooner rather than later?"
 

"Yes, a great suggestion. I do not want to feel the pain of another blade again!" Seria says, glad to be done with the elf for now. "As soon as we get the rest of the information, I think we might be able to continue on our task."
 

"Mmm," Whisper says distractedly. "Wand, yes... When we have a private moment, I want to discuss something with the rest of you too."

She stands up.

"Lets go."
 

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