Arothir: SO, ladies, when we last left off
Kiergath: you get the file OK?
Arothir: You were in the Inn
Arothir: think so, yes
Kiergath: well, take a look at the majestic art
Kiergath: :P
Kiergath: they’re beauteous
Kiergath: the AC’s and BaB’s aren’t calced completely
Arothir: And were planning your assault on the Guvner/Doomguard transaction
Kiergath: saves aren’t either
Kiergath: Yes
Kiergath: we were
* Alusair stops interrupting. *
Arothir: (Nice, by the way)
Alusair: ( they are! )
Shenvallei: Im a bit out of my normal mind atm. Let me see if I remember, Zero gave us the commission to take a delivery from a guvner to a sinker in the hive aye?
Arothir: Yes
Alusair: he gave us a commission
Alusair: to intercept
Alusair: the transaction
Shenvallei: What was the guvner’s name?
Alusair: we didn’t know, as I recall?
Arothir: Nossir.
Arothir: Nor did you know the Sinker contact’s name, I believe.
Alusair: nope
Shenvallei: Wer we given a description
Alusair: as Zero said.. if he knew the sinker, he’d kill him and go himself
Arothir: Yeah…
Arothir: He just knew the estimated route.
Arothir: Well, he just told you the estimated route
Arothir: He may KNOW more than he’s letting on, but that’s unimportant.
Shenvallei: Right and if I recall the transaction was supposed to happen tommorrow.
Alusair: yes
Arothir: yes
Shenvallei: What time is it now?
Arothir: Its getting on towards night
Shenvallei: Do we know when the transaction is taking place?
Arothir: Around <st1:time>noon</st1:time>.
Shenvallei: Ok
Shenvallei: Hmm
* Shenvallei opens his ornate black leather bound book and seems to ignore all around him for the moment. *
Shenvallei: (deciding on spells.)
* Alusair leans back, kicks boots up onto the table and stairs into the fire. *
Alusair: stares…
Alusair: rather..
Arothir: Jess: ...well aren’t you two a bundle of fire.
* Alusair arches an eyebrow at Jess, "What would you rather I was doing?" *
Arothir: She shrugs and goes and sulks by the bar
Arothir: ...ish.
Arothir: Now, do you chappies do anything, or do we fast forward until the next day?
Alusair: I’ve nothing that needs done
Arothir: Shen?
Shenvallei: Swapping 1x detect magic for ghost sound
* Alusair sighs, walks over to the bar, puts an arm around Jess and tries to small-talk her out of sulking, until Shen submits to the time warp. *
Shenvallei: Swapping Mage Armor for Disguise Self.
Arothir: Sure, sure
Shenvallei: Is there a way real fast I can update my spell list for you to see?
Shenvallei: So there is no confusion or do you just trust me?
Arothir: I trust you, Nick.
Shenvallei: alright
Arothir: Cast a fireball and you lose a level
Arothir: :P
Alusair: Shield Other, Bless, Shield of Faith
Alusair: Sanctuary…
Shenvallei: Im set then.
Alusair: and hold person.
Shenvallei: Except I need to pour myself another drink sec.
Arothir: Alright
Arothir: A drink is poured…
Shenvallei: ok fast forward.
Shenvallei: :)
Arothir: Morning arrives, finding you all in the <st1:place>Inn</st1:place>, enjoying a nice breakfast
Arothir: The breakfast is bigger than breakfasts past, and the barkeep sits with you a while and makes small talk.
Arothir: We join our intrepid heros while they are wrapping up the delicious meal
* Shenvallei puts down a half eaten biscuit and looks at Alusair. *
* Alusair sits in her usual position, boots up on an empty chair and parallel to the table, mug at her elbow and sharpening the sword laying across her knees. *
Shenvallei: "Have you given any thought to a plan?"
Alusair: "Why waste my time with a plan? Wing it, love. The fates laugh at plans."
Alusair: "Tear the blasted things to pieces, they do.."
* Shenvallei smiles broadly. "Your free spirit is one of the things that gives you your charm Al." *
Alusair: "Next he’ll be calling me a sodding Indep."
Alusair: "Wonder if they’re.. snickers recrutiin’."
Alusair: swaps t and i
* Shenvallei looks about the bar. *
Shenvallei: "What time is it I wonder, its so difficult to know what time it is in this place."
Alusair: "You just woke up, its morning."
Alusair: "Which means we’d best finish up here and be off."
Shenvallei: "Timing… hmm well Im finished. So let us go."
* Shenvallei as we walk out the door. "Al, you never told me where you were from. Were you born here in Sigil?" *
Arothir: You head out, crossing towards the Hive.
Alusair: "Wh—what? No. No, I wasn’t.."
Alusair: "Far from here.. very far from here."
Shenvallei: "Id love to hear the tale of your past sometime."
Alusair: "I’m flattered.. but its neither the place nor the time."
Shenvallei: "Of course."
Shenvallei: "On a more relevant topic…"
Shenvallei: "Can you describe to me what a typical ‘Sinker’ looks like?"
Alusair: "Typical? Sinker?"
Alusair: "Love, for all you know I could be a Sinker. So could the barman."
Shenvallei: "What is their ethos?"
Alusair: "In a word? Destruct."
Alusair: "Entropy. Decay."
Shenvallei: "Sounds like slaadi"
Alusair: "I suppose, after a fashion."
Shenvallei: I watch the streets looking for anyone suspicious looking.
Alusair: "But there is no typical Sinker, any more than theres a typical .. well.. anyone."
Arothir: The Pond is in sight! it seems like it’s fairly uncrowded, as areas go.
Alusair: ".. I suppose there’re typical Hardheads.."
Arothir: There’s a man fishing…for what, you have no idea.
Arothir: The pond is….well…purple.
Shenvallei: Ill stay at least 20 feet from the purple liquid at all times.
Arothir: Probably a good plan.
Arothir: The smog gets brighter and brighter as time passes
Arothir: and the whole area seems to empty of people completely
Shenvallei: "Im going to see what I can turn up." at about <st1:time>11:45</st1:time> Im going to cast Alter self.
Arothir: You alter yourself to…what?
Alusair: clearly a slaad
Shenvallei: aye.
Alusair: :P
Shenvallei: A big blue Slaad.
Shenvallei: Size L
Arothir: Er…neat…
* Alusair blinks in stunned disbelief at Jess, "Did he … no, nevermind. Its better I just not believe it." *
Shenvallei: And then once it is cast I will amble into the Pond area. Is there something I can lean against?
Arothir: er…
Arothir: Yeah…
Arothir: There’s a stack of dead bodies
Arothir: <st1:stockticker>SPOT</st1:stockticker> CHECKS
Shenvallei: [1d20] => [7] = (7)
Alusair: [1d20] => [7] = (7)
Alusair: ell oh ell
Arothir: Nice.
Shenvallei: +4
* Alusair uses the guise of pacing nervously to keep herself between Jess and Shen. *
Arothir: Right.
Arothir: So, you notice, coming down the path from one side
Alusair: +5.
Shenvallei: Ill stand near the bodies flipping a silver piece in my clawed hand.
Arothir: Three figures…one leading, a very attractive female in a long, flowing green dress.
Arothir: Her hair seems to hang in the air occasional, for no apparent reason
Arothir: The men behind her are wearing armor that gleams
* Alusair reaches behind herself and loosens her sword in its sheath, but keeps pacing. *
Arothir: Along the other path comes a cart, pulled by 6 slaves, with one man walking out front, and six heavily armed guards keeping pace along the sides of the cart
Arothir: The slaves are straining quite hard, and the guards look nervous as hell
Shenvallei: Ill stand there and look at both parties as they approach one another. <st1:state><st1:place>Ill</st1:place></st1:state><span style=”color: black”> stand boldly as if I belong here.
Arothir: They don’t pay overly much attention to you
Alusair: ".. I suddenly feel out-matched."
Arothir: Spot checks again
Shenvallei: [1d20] => [6] = (6)
Alusair: [1d20] => [4] = (4)
Shenvallei: +4
Alusair: yeah. Right.
Alusair: +5.
Arothir: You both see sparklies in the wagon.
Shenvallei: Detect magic.
Arothir: Oh, the waggon is very magick.
Arothir: Mad crazy magic.
Arothir: So magic, the spell shuts off on you before it blinds you with how magic it really is.
Shenvallei: How about the armed guards and the woman/escort?
Alusair: "I’ve got a bad feeling about this…"
Arothir: Oh, the guards, yes.
Arothir: The Woman, yes.
Arothir: Her escort, not so much
Shenvallei: Query: the items on the guards/woman are detected or the woman herself and the guards themselves?
Arothir: Items
Arothir: Most of the guards have two swords
Arothir: and both are magic
Shenvallei: Ok. They arent illusions.
Arothir: those who have shields, have magic shields
Alusair: "I’m about ready to go tell Zero to do his own damn dirty work."
Arothir: Armor, all magic
Arothir: Everything ON the guards is magic, except their skin
Shenvallei: <st1:state><st1:place>Ill</st1:place></st1:state><span style=”color: black”> continue to stand there, flipping my silver piece looking at them.
Arothir: You do so
Arothir: There’s a hushed, hurried conversation between the woman and the man
Arothir: A shaking of hands occurs
Shenvallei: can I make out anything they say?
Arothir: Listen check?
Shenvallei: [1d20] => [2] = (2)
Shenvallei: sheesh someone cursed my die
Arothir: You hear "Bubble bubble bubble glurp gloop"
Alusair: [1d20+5] => [12,5] = (17)
Arothir: the water must be effecting your hearing.
Arothir: Affecting?
Arothir: Alusair, you make ou the guvner saying
Shenvallei: A yes
Arothir: "Lets not make any more deals, yes? We’re even now."
Arothir: The squat little man scurries away
Arothir: And the guards follow him
Alusair: "And the odds get better.."
Arothir: The slaves stay
Arothir: The woman takes up walking at the head of them
* Alusair prays a moment and lays a hand on Jess *
Arothir: And the two man take up positions on either side of the cart
Shenvallei: "Whatre you here for softfoot? Better pay me a sack o’ the golds or you aint passin thru here!"
Shenvallei: Directed at the woman.
* Alusair murmers barely loud enough for Jess to hear, "Classic Shen.." She shakes her head and ceases pacing. *
Arothir: The woman takes one look at you
Shenvallei: I stand ready.
Arothir: She waves her hand, mumbling to herself
Arothir: And she starts laughing
* Alusair casts Bless. *
Shenvallei: Is it a spell?
Alusair: 50 foot burst, centered halfway between us and Shen if possible
Arothir: Yes.
Alusair: if not possible, just me and Jess.
Arothir: it’s possible.
Shenvallei: Spellcraft is a free action yes?
Alusair: +1 to attack rolls, +1 to saves vs fear
Alusair: yes, it is
Arothir: Yeah, so make your check.
Alusair: its not a conscious thing, its just a question of recognition.
Shenvallei: <st1:state><st1:place>Ill</st1:place></st1:state><span style=”color: black”> try to discern what shes casting.
Shenvallei: [1d20] => [14] = (14)
Alusair: And I’m guessing its along the lines of true seeing
Alusair: :P
Shenvallei: +12
Arothir: lol
Arothir: You spot the spell.
Arothir: Dispel Magic.
Alusair: yell when I can cast another spell
Shenvallei: Speaking of true seeing…
Alusair: lol
Shenvallei: sec deciding on my action.
Shenvallei: Charm person on the guard closest to me.
Arothir: You see no discernable effect, but you know that it worked.
Arothir: Alright
Shenvallei: Ok so my spell went off first obviously.
Arothir: Yes.
Arothir: Are you making a hostile action?
Shenvallei: Not yet.
Shenvallei: <st1:state><st1:place>Ill</st1:place></st1:state><span style=”color: black”> let her dispel magic hit me unless I get a saving throw.
Arothir: Newp
Arothir: Not as far as I’ve read
Arothir: She finishes her giggling
Arothir: "Run along little boy…there are matters at work here beyond your comprehension."
Arothir: The slaves begin pulling the cart along
Shenvallei: Did my alter self get dispelled?
Arothir: yes.
Alusair: brb.. getting a phb
Shenvallei: Im reading the spell also hes doing it right.
Shenvallei: It was a targeted dispell.
Shenvallei: Which is lucky for me actually.
Shenvallei: Because it didnt hit the charmed guard.
Shenvallei: Ok sorry give me a sec need a bio and to decide on my action, go ahead in the meantime Al.
Shenvallei: Goddamn true seeing :( ruins my plans.
Alusair: truth
Alusair: Don’t look at me.. I can’t do anything.. if I do, I might blow your .. ahem.. plan
Shenvallei: My plan is blown atm, and this female is at least a level 5 caster which worries me
Shenvallei: Alot.
Alusair: Not necessarily
Shenvallei: I cant sleep her.
Alusair: true
* Alusair blows a kiss to Jess, "See you after, eh?" [[:28908 | Alusair]] begins closing towards the wagon. *
Shenvallei: "Sorry Milady, but it appears you are under a mind controlling spell. Surrender the cart to me - its rightful owner or answer to a court of justice!."
Shenvallei: Hopeing this puts doubt in the charmed guard’s mind.
Arothir: He does look a bit doubtful. The woman speaks: "Ah, a mind controlling spell which you placed on me, wizardling? Luckily, looking at this deed of posession I have brought my senses clear, and I see that I am the true owner of the cart."
Arothir: She produces a piece of paper, smiling wickedly at Shen
Arothir: It seems like she’s enjoying herself, and that the guard is now just…confused.
Arothir: The cart is still moving away
Alusair: "Sod. If theres one thing I can’t stand more than a Sinker, its a smug Sinker."
* Alusair palms a dagger, makes a quick calculation on the range to the woman. *
Arothir: Do you make a move?
Shenvallei: "Ive placed no spell on you woman. And I dont care what your parchment says, the goods are mine!" Cast sleep on the slaves.
Alusair: ..can I act when he starts casting the (unfortunately) familiar sleep spell?
Shenvallei: Hows that for a hostile action?
Arothir: That does count as a hostile action
Alusair: Its not like I haven’t seen it enough to recognize it!
Arothir: Initiatives, everyone
Alusair: HE DOES IT EVERY DAMN TIME
Arothir: And yes
Alusair: and it always gets me whacked
Alusair: [1d20+2] => [10,2] = (12)
Arothir: You can act simultaneously
Arothir: now
Arothir: with Sleep
Shenvallei: [1d20] => [3] = (3)
Alusair: Sleep terrifies Aluasir.
Shenvallei: +4
Alusair: [[:28908 | Alusair]]
Arothir: ...provided that is the first hostile action
Alusair: it always preceedes her getting wailed on
Arothir: So, four slaves are down
Alusair: :P
Shenvallei: How many slaves were there total?
Arothir: Six.
Arothir: Two slaves Run off
Shenvallei: wonder if 2 are strong enough to still move the cart.
Arothir: One of the sinkers gives chase to them
Shenvallei: Oh nevermind.
Alusair: Dagger. Throw. Sinker chick.
Alusair: [1d20+7] => [9,7] = (16)
Arothir: The second guard looks…confused…as…well…he’s not sure if the action was hostile or not
Arothir: HIT!
Alusair: [1d4+6] => [3,6] = (9)
Arothir: She looks rather pained by your assault
Alusair: and draw sword.
Arothir: Shen, your turn.
Shenvallei: I think once the guard is charmed it cant be broken unless I threaten him personally.
Arothir: Probably
Shenvallei: And
Shenvallei: Ill draw my bow and put an arrow in her throat.
Shenvallei: [1d20] => [17] = (17)
Shenvallei: +4
Arothir: Hit!
Shenvallei: [1d6] => [3] = (3)
Arothir: Your arrow was slighly misplaced
Arothir: But she’s still pained
Arothir: Alright everybody!
Shenvallei: Well was a good try Al. But this could be the end.
Alusair: c’est la vie
Alusair: I’m not concerned
Shenvallei: Hold person? = we die.
Alusair: not really.. its single target
Arothir: Alusair, Reflex save
Shenvallei: Oh.
Shenvallei: another spell that Im confusing with the 2nd ed version.
Kiergath: happens.. I had to look it up earlier when I was DMing offline.
Arothir: A fireball erupts where Alusair was standing
Arothir: But when the smoke clears, Alusair is standing, singed, somewhere completely different.
Shenvallei: holy hell
Shenvallei: my turn?
Arothir: Yep.
Shenvallei: er no wait Al’s turn isnt it?
Arothir: Er..
Kiergath: ...would be nice…
Arothir: Oh yes
Arothir: it is.
Kiergath: otherwise its just gone Shen, Sinker, Shen
Kiergath: :P
Arothir: My bad.
Alusair: Distance to target?
Alusair: more importantly, whats the guard doing?
Arothir: The guard?
Alusair: Jep
Arothir: He’s smugly leaning against the cart, which is no longer being moved at all
Alusair: Right.. distance to mage?
Arothir: From him to the mage?
Arothir: You to the mage – 10 feet.
Alusair: no
Alusair: me
Alusair: ty
Alusair: Hmm…
Arothir: Alusair takes a full swing, her sword only being stopped by the womans spinal column. She topples like a tree.
Shenvallei: come again?
Shenvallei: Oh shes down.
Shenvallei: Sorry I read that wrong.
Arothir: The mage is dead. Al’s sword cut her in almost half.
Arothir: lol
Shenvallei: thought for a sec the sword bounced off her back :P
* Alusair looks down at the dead mage, "Soddin’ finger wigglers.. no fun in a fight." *
Arothir: lawl
Shenvallei: Ill look around to see if anyone else is watching.
Alusair: "What about that guard? Berk doesn’t look like he’s quite right in the brain box.. just sittin’ there grinnin’ like a damned cross trader in a Prime convention."
Arothir: Nobody else is around, aside from the guard and the sleeping slaves, Jess, and the man fishing
Arothir: Jess looks like she was ready to stab the woman in the back before she toppled over
Shenvallei: "He simply knows which side was both right and favorable to him." "Can you give me a hand we should get her off the street." Looks down at the woman.
Alusair: "Could just pitch her inter the pond."
Arothir: Cha check, please, Shen.
Shenvallei: "And there was the other guard that ran off after the slaves."
Shenvallei: [1d20] => [17] = (17)
Shenvallei: +1
Arothir: The guard sighs and lugs the body into the pond
Alusair: haha
Shenvallei: !
Shenvallei: I didnt search her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shenvallei: Her precious spellbook!
Arothir: You can always go into the pond
* Shenvallei dives in after the body. *
Arothir: ...CON CHECK
* Alusair sighs and facepalms. *
Shenvallei: [1d20] => [10] = (10)
Shenvallei: +2
Arothir: -2 Hitpoints for 1 Hour
Arothir: Purple water is hazardous to your health.
* Alusair looks at Jess, "If he kills himself, do I get to keep you?" *
Shenvallei: I pull the body out.
* Alusair stands there watching Shen, arms folded and a look of amazement and disbelief on her face. *
Shenvallei: And search her. Trembling from the icy soul draining purple water.
Arothir: She shakes her head
Arothir: "Remember the old guvner?"
Shenvallei: And then I look at the guard "You Dolt! Where did you learn to take orders? The god of the fool?"
Arothir: Guard: I learned to take orders from you, so yeah.
Arothir: You search her
Alusair: "For a Sinker, he’s got a certain understandin’ of the Dark that I can’t deny."
Arothir: She has: The Deed to the cart
Arothir: A pouch which contains purple water
Arothir: A broken vial, also, with remnants of purple water in it
Arothir: A book!
Arothir: Which is…soaked
Arothir: And…has no ink in it.
Arothir: It seems small for a spellbook, though
Arothir: Spot check?
Shenvallei: [1d20] => [19] = (19)
Shenvallei: spot or search?
Arothir: Spot
Shenvallei: spot is +4
Arothir: The title reads: Madame Lysandras Booke of Erotick Literatures
Arothir: Jess, upon spying the title of the book, shakes her head. "A shame that a book like that had to be ruined…"
Shenvallei: Raise and eyebrow and pocket it.
* Alusair muses to herself, "Right.. so I’ve got ta keep the darlin’ basher alive.. or be willin’ ta drag his carcass all around the Planes." She takes a look at Jess, then at Shen, "Sod that. I’d never live it down back home, haulin’ a dead prime around like a backpack." *
* Alusair walks over to the cart, investigating the cargo. *
Arothir: You investigate the cargo
Arothir: Upon opening the prominant bag in the back
Arothir: You find it to be full of gems and gold bullion
Arothir: It’s rather small, for a bag of cash
Arothir: Smaller than any of the other bags.
Arothir: It seems like it was thrown on there as an afterthought.
Alusair: Check the other bags…
Arothir: You go to check another bag
Arothir: You open it
Alusair: illusions?
Arothir: and…you are holding nothing
Arothir: Indeed, illusions.
Arothir: The rest of the cart is empty.
* Alusair hefts the small bag out of the back. *
Alusair: "All this over… bah."
Shenvallei: What was the woman wearing?
Alusair: "Its a bloody good thing I need Zero, but this better be the last bloody job… he can do his own damned foot work."
Arothir: The woman was wearing/is wearing a now-torn green dress
Alusair: Set the bag down on the ground, "Jess, there’re a few gems in there, pick yourself out something nice. Zero can bill me." What’s the Sinker doing?
Shenvallei: <st1:state><st1:place>Ill</st1:place></st1:state><span style=”color: black”> take the dress off and then push her corpse back into the water. Then I will put the dress in my beltpouch and cast Disguise self to make me look just like her in the same green dress.
Arothir: Alright
Arothir: You do so
Arothir: The sinker?
Arothir: He’s looking from you, to the bag
Arothir: Guard: I helped. Pay up.
Alusair: "Aye, aye, you’re right. Second pick to the Sinker."
Shenvallei: "Hey Pally whats your name?"
Alusair: Wave him towards the bag.
Arothir: Guard: Me? Name’s Gruff ‘Pinkerton’ Hoonan. Whats it to you?
* Alusair steps back from the bag. *
Arothir: He walks over to the bag and takes out a bar of gold
Alusair: slow down, guv
Alusair: Detect evil on the Sinker (LOL. )
Arothir: Jess seems to have selected a very small gem
Arothir: Of pure blackness.
Arothir: It makes you feel odd just looking at it.
Arothir: He’s not evil.
Alusair: ...He’s a sodding sinker, he’s got to be. My spell is being befuddled
Shenvallei: "Where did your slaves/ pal go?"
Arothir: Pinkerton shrugs
Arothir: "I see four slaves. None of them are mine. Where did your slaves go? You own this wagon now."
Shenvallei: "Look Pinker, you can believe what you want but that woman owed me big time and double crossed me. This was justice so dont go getting high and mighty about the ambush we laid on her because our quarrel wasnt with you." Attempted bluff.
Arothir: Roll your bluff
Shenvallei: [1d20] => [4] = (4)
Shenvallei: +1
Shenvallei: "Anyway." I walk over and wake the slaves 1 by 1 by nudging them with my shoe.
Arothir: You do so
Shenvallei: "On your feet."
Arothir: The slaves are roused
Arothir: They take one look at you, one look at there being no guards they recognize, then they stare at [[:28908 | Alusair]]
* Alusair spits on the ground, wiping her sword off on a rag before jamming it back in its scabbard. *
Shenvallei: I pull out 8 gold coins and hand 2 to each of them. "Your task is complete. You have a final assignment that you will complete for me which will end your tenure of servitude. You are to use the coins to live, and stay out of trouble. Be kind to others regardless of how you have been treated. Now go, you are free."
Arothir: They sprint away
* Alusair rummages around on the limp form at her feet, retrieves the gold bar and puts it back in the sack. *
Arothir: Scattering to the wind as leaves.
Shenvallei: I turn back to the guard. "What of you Pinker?"
Arothir: Pinker, it seems, has fallen to pieces. His arm and torso are laying on the ground
Arothir: quite separate from each other
Alusair: "Are we finished here yet?" She hefts the sack over her shoulder and stands there, somewhat boredly.
Arothir: Jess is leaning against the wagon nearby, looking innocent
Arothir: You could swear she’s trying to whistle, but it seems she doesn’t know how.
* Shenvallei nods quickly and darts back towards the Hive. **
Alusair: Follow shen
Alusair: ( brb, bio)
Arothir: You do so
Arothir: You arrive at Zero’s place
Arothir: and are let in quickly
Arothir: Zero looks apprehensively at you both
Shenvallei: Head towards his main chambers.
Shenvallei: Am I still disguised as her?
Arothir: Zero: So, did you get the whole cart? Where did you stash it?
Arothir: Yes.
Arothir: ...on second thought
Arothir: he doesnt say that unless Alusair walks in first
Alusair: "The whole cart?"
Alusair: Oh
Arothir: Shen
Alusair: Let Shen go in first
Arothir: If you’re still disguised
Arothir: You don’t make it in the door
Alusair: LOL
Shenvallei: what door?
Arothir: The front door
Alusair: the front, I imagine
Shenvallei: secret knock
Arothir: You don’t make it into Zero’s place at all
Arothir: Kobold:...who’reyou?
Alusair: "C’mon Shorty, let us in." (In Kobold)
Shenvallei: Shen and [[:28908 | Alusair]]
Arothir: Kobold: Nosexualcontractsarebeingtakenatthistime
Shenvallei: "Let us in or we will keep Zero’s treasure."
Arothir: The kobold opens the door at Alusair’s command
Alusair: It was more a request…
Shenvallei: I walk in and open the trap door heading down.
Arothir: You make it down to Zero’s room
Arothir: Shen, do you enter first?
Shenvallei: Thats my plan.
Shenvallei: Unconciously.
Shenvallei: Since I forgot Im disguised.
Arothir: ...you enter unconciously?
Alusair: I love Shen, man

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