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[17:30] <Uzzo> 06--06 role when it came to consuming his time, going through the steps and processes where salvaged ships were concerned, along with the legalities and loopholes one needed to navigate to ensure everything was on the up and up was a time intensive matter, one that needed to be accompanied by the proper coin so any hitches or bumps could be smoothed out adequately. And now that he had some free time 06--
[17:30] <Uzzo> 06--06 he was once again back in a particular district, this time having found his way to a very specific location. The Rumour Mill, known for its dramatic fear mongering and stretching of the truth was occasionally a font of intel, especially when it concerned the dastardly deeds of those less inclined to follow the laws of the city, it's easy to sell papers with headlines and articles featuring such 06--
[17:30] <Uzzo> 06--06 notorious and neferious characters lurking in the shadows. An article in one of the latest issues caught his 'eye' as it were, an individual had been spotted in a part of town, which wasn't much of a surprise considering how many of their ilk it attracted. Rumours, ones not in the papers however, were what brought him to the locale he idly studied from across the alley from which he lurked. The 06--
[17:30] <Uzzo> 06--06 Cutpurse Inn, which at this point was a charred wreck, having apparently burned down during the hurricane. Yes, burned down during a torrential downpour, as counter intuitive as that sounded. He had an inkling that the one responsible was the same one he was looking for, ironic perhaps, or just sheer coincidence that it wasn't technically his doing, but the ooze didn't know any better, to him 06--
[17:30] <Uzzo> 06--06 it smelled heavily of his modus operandi given such a penchant for explosives and the like, coupled with the fact he'd been identified in the area recently. 06(End)
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06[17:50] * Uzzo 06had, unfortunately, little success in squeezing out any information about how the fire itself happened, perhaps unsurprisingly the hurricane had kept all of the urchins and street rats hunkered down, most were far too busy attempting not to die in a natural disaster, which left little room in the attention span for matters beyond it. So, he'd have to work under past experience, so once he'd 06--
[17:50] <Uzzo> 06--06 located a nearby access to the sewer system he effortlessly slipped down into the gaps of the grate instead of bothering to yank it off or open, the benefits of being able to squeeze into tight spaces came in handy on occasion. The hurricane and flood waters had long since scoured any remnants or lingering scents attached to the traffic that may have been through this area, which didn't help in 06--
[17:50] <Uzzo> 06--06 the slightest. So then why was it, as he casually lurked further around the area that he was picking up the scent of various entities? It meant they had to be left after the flood waters receded, recent activity, but amongst them wasn't the one he sought out in particular. Small insects of various shapes, sizes and species clumsily spilled out from his garments as he made his rounds, dropping 06--
[17:51] <Uzzo> 06--06 to the wet pavers and hewn rock before scurrying off to squirrel themselves away in the abundance of cracks and crevices in the stonework to make themselves comfortable. His hands occasionally lifted, dragging them along the walls and leaving behind streaks and smears of a black tar-like substance with a wet sheen, which shimmered dimly before changing colour and hued to blend in seamlessly 06--
[17:51] <Uzzo> 06--06 with the stonework and other natural slime and refuse that grew in the damp environment. 06(End)
[18:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the First Night Bell (07:00 PM).
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[18:03] <@Ravynetti`Tivaurd> 2There is, however, signs of particular scent tracks stopping in a certain area, an expanse of seemingly blank wall some fifteen foot or so across down in those sewers.
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[18:09] <Uzzo> 06--06 back up a matching set of the coins were in each of his palms. As he continued lurking the sewer system he occasionally stopped, carefully placing a coin here and there as he moved along, mixing in the real and fakes as he gave them the appearance of having been dropped, perhaps by someone in a rush. The key was giving just enough bait, a spare coin here and there, just valuable enough to be 06--
[18:09] <Uzzo> 06--06 worth picking up by a passerby, but not too valuable as to cause them to question their luck. More scents were availed to him, from various sources as he continued along, sweeping through and circling back around the nearby system of tunnels, drainages and culverts. A convergence of them led him to that expanse of seemingly blank wall, which was a curious find. There wasn't an immediate 06--
[18:09] <Uzzo> 06--06 entrance or exit from the system that would service the foot traffic, so what was it, did they simply phase through solid stone? Well, there were stranger happenings in Drache, so he couldn't rule that out entirely. He came to a stop, staring as if to bore a hole through the portion of stone wall, before reaching out to place his palms against it, and then his forehead. The surface of his hands 06--
[18:09] <Uzzo> 06--06 vibrated, ever so slightly, transmitting them into the stonework as he listened to its interior structure, trying to eke out whatever secrets it might be hiding from him, or at least to the senses of lesser creatures. 06(End)
[18:14] <@Ravynetti`Tivaurd> 6About a foot of stonework and complex machinery seems to create a watertight seal over a passage leading onward, although there's no immediate sign on how to open it. And off in the distance, a ratling begins to pick up some coins, snuffling at each one it encounters, before lifting them up to stuff into its tiny lil' backpack.
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[18:27] <Uzzo> 06--06 on the subjects, even he could tell that this wall wasn't new, not even remotely, it'd been here for quite some length of time, longer than the spans of most of the short lived species that inhabited this region. Two details were of pressing concern to him at the moment, which were one, the fact he didn't know how to open this contraption, and two, the watertight seal it made that barred even a 06--
[18:27] <Uzzo> 06--06 body like his from squeezing himself through its seams. And of course, a third detail, as was added to that list concerning the soft snuffling noises as his coins, and the parts of his body that were mimicking them were being stolen from under his nose. That was a lot faster than he expected. The coins themselves were written off, the tiny creature could have those. His body parts, however, 06--
[18:27] <Uzzo> 06--06 would wait until they'd been stowed before turning into a clear, water-like consistency and seeping through the fabric of the creatures tiny lil' backpack to make their escape. The clothes he was wearing, a subject of past tense as they were drawn inward into his body and enveloped, digested with ease as he dropped the humanoid act and reverted to his natural amorphous black gelatinous form. He 06--
[18:27] <Uzzo> 06--06 smoothly pressed against the wall, spreading himself thinner as he washed upwards along it towards the ceiling, pasting himself thinly against the stonework overhead as he effortlessly mimicked the grungey, dripping ceiling, algae, grime and all like a masterwork tapestry. 06(End)
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06[18:48] * Uzzo 06allowed small bubbles to roil up to the surface of his 'tapestry', out of which formed more insects. Spiders, silverfish, cockroaches, sewer gnats, things found in spades within the dank environment down under the surface, which creepily crawled and fluttered around to take up positions around the area and the door. If he couldn't open the door himself, well then, he'd just have to either 06--
[18:48] <Uzzo> 06--06 make someone else open it, or wait for them to do the deed for him. Either way, the insects were small enough and common enough that they wouldn't draw much attention, aside from perhaps getting stepped on, which was also part of his endeavor. If those two options were denied to him, he'd simply hitch a ride through the passage way while he watched and observed on how to open it himself at his 06--
[18:48] <Uzzo> 06--06 own leisure. The ceiling, which was collecting water, as it was apt to do, was allowed to drip over the pathways that led up to the wall as it would naturally without him impeding it. However, should it be necessary, he could easily replace a drop of his own body in its place to fall upon the garments of anyone walking underneath. Speaking of which, if hitching a ride was his intention, he'd 06--
[18:48] <Uzzo> 06--06 garner even more results if he took further steps. Those droplets of 'water' that dropped down over the pathways pooled and spread themselves thinly as they collected, covering them, and the soles of anyones boots that might walk over them, masquerading as filthy water and grime that was in plentiful supply in this environment. Backup plans for backup plans, redundancies on top of redundancies, 06--
[18:48] <Uzzo> 06--06 that was how this monster operated. And now, the patient beast waited, tireless and focused upon his hunt with a zeal unmatched by lesser predators. 06(End)
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[19:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the Second Night Bell (08:00 PM).
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[19:54] <Infern> Aximiam takes a late night stroll, darkvision on and enjoying being out at this time, when it's usually cooler.
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[20:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the Third Night Bell (09:00 PM).
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[23:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the Late Night Bell (12:00 AM).
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[00:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the First Late Bell (01:00 AM).
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[01:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the Second Late Bell (02:00 AM).
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[03:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the Fourth Late Bell (04:00 AM).
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[09:53] <Depravity> The route to the Secret Place was well-ingrained within her mind by now - purposely convoluted to throw off anyone that dared to follow her. Footsteps were as light as ever, barely making impressions in even the softest of earth. She'd step around one corner only to disappear in the shadows and wait -- wait for the man or woman that never came, never tried to reach her. It was by design,
[09:53] <Depravity> of course, every cant advertising the guild was signed by the Raven, who was decidedly different-looking than she (thanks to the help of a minor illusion cast upon her by her most beloved magical item). Finally, she'd get to the sewer grates, where she carefully and quietly slipped within the muck before pressing forward to that secret door. Of course she didn't notice the change in the
[09:53] <Depravity> flora about this entrance! One slime was all other slimes, right? The elven rogue presses the door open and slips inside, quick to seal it shut behind herself. From there, why, she heads straight for her small area of the Underground, where a group of young orphans was rousing and starting to train. "Hush, hush, I don't need to hear the cat calls - you know where I was. Any more of -that-
[09:53] <Depravity> and you'll have to train against -me-." That shut them up pretty quickly. The elf disappears inside for a moment, returning to the light of the torches with a chair, which she promptly claims. "Begin, boys." And so those orphans began to spar while the master thief watched and made note of their strengths and weaknesses.
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06[10:53] * Uzzo 06continues expanding his array of listening devices to absorb the going-ons of his surroundings in this place, taking an interest to the conversations being had by the group of what appeared to be children. Considering the secretive nature of this location, as well as the converstions concerning combat prowess and jobs that would be running afoul of the law, it didn't take any sizable leap in 06--
[10:53] <Uzzo> 06--06 logic to assume the group was some manner of organized crime. Unsurprising, Back Alley had them in droves, though they tended to be fairly loose knit and not entirely well put together or organized, it was more a matter of daily life than anything intentional. The poor robbed the other poor every day in this squalor of an environment, it was rife for such activities. However, their association 06--
[10:54] <Uzzo> 06--06 is what concerned him, to whom did they have ties? There was Shuunen, but he'd long since been run out of town and his little urchins murdered by the droves, besides, Tivaurd would have caught wind, and had little reason to keep that information from him, after all the contract on his head was still up in the air, of which he had already been willing to accept. Who else then? His sister? He'd 06--
[10:54] <Uzzo> 06--06 witnessed her involvement with the orphanage during his previous search, but, why go underground when there was already an established front, and again, Tivaurd would have little reason to keep that detail from him considering his involvement, it made little sense to hire him for the job if he already knew where the dwarf was with someone in his network so close by. Mirela was an unknown player 06--
[10:54] <Uzzo> 06--06 to him, and thus this was likely a new organization, he'd require further investigation in an attempt to assess whether or not she or these children would be a thorn in his side when it came time to strike at the dwarf. Keeping collateral damage to a minimum was preferential, however, the monster knew little of compassion if other steps needed to be taken in dealing with 06--
[10:54] <Uzzo> 06--06 them. 06(End)
[11:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the Noon Bell (12:00 PM).
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[11:26] <Mirela> With feet resting on the small make-shift fence around the training yard, she glances up from cleaning her nails to cluck her tongue at the boys. "Alright, you adorable little shits. Enough of the terrible swordplay. Get your traps, get to disarming them. Remember - if I hear a click, you have set it off, and that means you get to clear out the next building over. I'm pretty sure there's
[11:26] <Mirela> at least two shambling dead guys in there. At least two. You don't want to die, do you?" The orphans roll their eyes at her, knowing her threat was as empty as ever, and settle in to start trying to disarm the simple traps she'd made for them. Drawing her legs off the fence, she allows her chair to settle down proper before climbing to her feet. Her dagger was slid back into her boot and
[11:26] <Mirela> she pauses for a brief moment to listen at the near-silent cavern beyond their small area of dimly-lit coziness. She couldn't see anything - her eyesight was poor beyond the torch light - but she might hear something. Maybe the signs that the Big Thing has moved.
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06[11:43] * Uzzo 06continued to canvass the darkest recesses of the underground space, searching for specific details in particular. First, while he'd learned how to access the stonework wall that leads into it, it was best if he found out if there were any other entrances or exits from this area, even so much as the smallest cracks or openings would serve as available passages to the ooze's amorphous body. 06--
[11:43] <Uzzo> 06--06 Second, find out more information as to the full layout of the space, memorizing a mental map of everything within it currently, buildings, living spaces, storage, the locations of traps. Third, identify the Big Thing's nature and its shambling companions, which wasn't too difficult, mostly due to the fact he had little fear of undead or other creatures, nor did the lack of light serve as any 06--
[11:43] <Uzzo> 06--06 detriment to his senses. And of course, lastly, there was the matter of communication, transmitting information outside of the space to.. well, himself. Every so often Mirela and the children would hear, off in the deep recesses of shadows and ruins, the chirping of what sounded like a cricket, intermittently singing a little song before falling silent again, only to be heard from another 06--
[11:43] <Uzzo> 06--06 location in the space. In the meanwhile, the portion of Uzzo that had taken up residency outside the secret entrance listened and felt for the faintest of vibrations through the air and through the stonework as he picked up those intermittent chirps, mostly due to the fact that they were accompanied by an incredibly low frequency that would travel through it, which was also far below the 06--
[11:43] <Uzzo> 06--06 hearing range of most creatures, both natural and unnatural. That is, of course, unless there's elephants or whales running around the sewers. Never know in Drache, stranger things are found down here. 06(End)
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[11:49] <Mirela> Satisfied that there was nothing to hear, the elf turns to collect her shortswords from their idle rest against a wall. Drawing them from her sheaths, she confirms their balance and the familiar feel of their weight in her palms. Stepping around the boys working on their traps, she moves to take over the space they left within the training yard. Holding her swords out level, she closes
[11:49] <Mirela> her eyes and exhales softly to center herself. The rhythm of the tools built up to a beat with her breathing and the random chirps from the unknown cricket. Soon enough the sword dancer began her display. Those glinting (and likely enchanted) weapons were transformed into extensions of her being, moving through the air as easily as one might their arm. This kata wasn't meant to show off
[11:49] <Mirela> her martial ability - rather, it was to realign her with the feel and the process of becoming an unabating whirlwind of death. At first they moved in tandem and parallel as she swung left, then right, before the momentum carried her into a circle and she acrobatically leaps, bringing those swords in a precise horizontal line as her frame moves through the air. When her boots touch ground
[11:49] <Mirela> again it's to spin, bring one blade and then the other in quick succession against her invisible foe. A memory - a pang of pain - shot into her heart (as it always did at this precise moment) but she disallows it to keep her from finishing. Placing her back to this foe, she jabs both shortswords backwards before spinning her wrists to thrust them forward. Peeling her eyes open at that
[11:49] <Mirela> point, she moves back into the center and begins it all again. She made little sound save for her breathing.
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[12:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the First Descending Bell (01:00 PM).
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06[12:09] * Uzzo 06was keen to observe not only the combat training the children were being put through, but also availed himself of observing Mirela's own methodology of fighting. He had no interest or intention of fighting anyone aside from his primary target, however, there's no such thing as chance and therefore contingency and preparation were key fundamentals. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst, so 06--
[12:09] <Uzzo> 06--06 the saying goes. The first thing that caught the arcanophage's attention were the enchanted blades, he could sense the magic residing in them, though as to their function he had no context to place them. Duly noted. Nimble movements emphasizing circular momentum, with such short blades it was quite efficient at warding off, parrying and redirecting the force of strikes in close combat, and the 06--
[12:09] <Uzzo> 06--06 ooze had plenty of practical and classical training with the sword to recognize her as a competent practitioner. Her breathing in particular, which he could sense with ease, was of particular note indicating her experience, the conservation and application of energy was something one learned through practice and actual combat situations. However, as a predator he was already formulating on how 06--
[12:09] <Uzzo> 06--06 best to, if necessary, murder her as efficiently as possible. Nothing personal, he does it to everyone he's ever met, a force of habit. If he were to cross swords with her, he felt she would best him, another hallmark of his nature, a complete detachment to pride that allowed him an unbiased reflection of his abilities. A conventional martial approach was unsuitable, should it come down to 06--
[12:09] <Uzzo> 06--06 that. 06(End)
[12:20] <Mirela> Back through the motions went she, this odd little elf that fancied herself leader. The orphans were used to the display by now and didn't even pay her a glance - besides, if they had, she might have gotten them with the flat of her blade for looking away from their lesson. At the end of this kata, she shoves both blades into a training dummy and takes a moment to tie up her tangle of
[12:20] <Mirela> black curls. The daggers she had hidden away in her boots were pulled then, one by one, until she again was dual-wielding even smaller blades. This time it was more of a melee routine, punching and piercing the air with those daggers into the throats and limbs of invisible targets. If anything, the fact that she was highly acrobatic was on display as she punched, kicked, and rolled her
[12:20] <Mirela> way around in a spiral. This was slightly noisier, if only because there was more movement, and her boots kept leaving the ground -- no matter how good she was, there was only so much she could do to stifle the sound of soles hitting stone. When she's finished, she tosses the daggers at a dummy - one in the head, one in the groin - and smirks to herself. Her final routine was more of a
[12:20] <Mirela> yoga-like pose, where she balances herself on her palms with her legs in the air.
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06[12:32] * Uzzo 06wasn't keeping his observation of movements and body language solely to the 'leader' as indicated by the orders she was giving to the others, but he was also studying the children. Not just their attempts to disarm those novice level traps, but themselves as people. The master mimic certainly contemplated whether or when copying one of them might prove useful to his ends, and the first step 06--
[12:32] <Uzzo> 06--06 to that was learning those subtle nuances that gave them unique personalities. Sure, he could perfectly mimic them from a physical perspective, but empty husks of people, as he'd learned, stood out like sore thumbs due to the eerie mannerisms they exhibited. Those crickets continued their occasional, brief songs as they sang them out in the darkness, while out in front in the sewers the ceiling 06--
[12:32] <Uzzo> 06--06 shifted and rippled. Slowly descending from the collection of ooze was a psuedopod that stretched until a black snake dropped from it onto the wet stonework below with a muffled slap, followed by several more, each of which swiftly slithered off down the tunnels in different directions, off to transmit the collected information he'd received thus far to other portions of his body. He'd repeat 06--
[12:32] <Uzzo> 06--06 this process occasionally every time he'd gathered enough intel worth sharing, carefully watching the area to ensure he wouldn't be interrupted, and every once in a while a similar black snake would slither its way along the ceiling from the adjoining passageways to meld back into the scenery he was now a part of, apparently responses from other fragments. 06(End)
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[13:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the Second Descending Bell (02:00 PM).
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[13:50] <Infern> Aximiam flies up to a secluded area in the fields, casts invisibility and barrier around himself, then sunbathes there, eyes closed and relaxed, his invisibility shilloute glistening in the sun.
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[13:58] <@Ravynetti`Tivaurd> 2As an aside, because it has now been scouted out, the undercity market-to-be is an expanse some 240' across on one side and 300' across on the other. A void with a ceiling some 20-30' up depending on the area. It's paved with cobblestones underneath all that dirt, and has a deep stone well directly in the middle. The void is surrounded by buildings raning from 2 to 3 stories in height,
[13:58] <@Ravynetti`Tivaurd> 2stone buildings that make up the individual walls. Here and there, water drops through cracks in the ceiling from the sewer lines above, giving the place a somewhat damp feel. There's maybe a few dozen structures of various sizes along the border, the thiefs currently camped out near one, but there is also one rather large one that might've been some sort of temple that dominates the
[13:58] <@Ravynetti`Tivaurd> 2'short' side of the far side of the rectangle. Some of the side structures are open, some are sealed, and a couple ave been collapsed and filled with debris. Inhabitants of this underworld include the occasional rat and spider, although no ratlings have set foot in the area. There are also perhaps two dozen shambling undead, mostly dwarves. Uzzo would also be aware that in the two structures
[13:58] <@Ravynetti`Tivaurd> 2nearest the 'temple' structure there are two beings resembling dark elves, who seem to be in some eternal process of upkeeping weaponry. Then there's also The Lump. A massive creature resting near the far side of the well, where teh water drips down constantly upon it. It seems to be constantly asleep. With a mottled hide kept oist and slick from the dripping water, it sort of resembles
[13:58] <@Ravynetti`Tivaurd> 2a frog some 30' long, with massive hind legs, and long winding tentacles where its front legs should be. It's broad mouth rests closed, and instead of eyes, it has a lone stalk above its head with three eyes set within it.
[14:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the Third Descending Bell (03:00 PM).
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[14:27] <Infern> Meanwhile in the back alley, a bipedal fox person that used to be a blond lady stalks the area, checking out the cant on the alleyway. She racks her memory for what the signs and symbols mean as she looks at them.
[14:29] <Depravity> The cant all alludes to a Raven of some sort. A Raven that can be found in an Inn. It isn't specific.
[14:31] <Infern> She tries to sniff the most recently drawn symbols and see if she can't pick up a scent trail from whoever wrote it. She doubts she will, as the smell of this area probably covered up the original scent by now.
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06[14:48] * Uzzo 06found a great many things during his investigation of the undercity, which was actually far more than he expected, including an undead dwarf. Unfortunately, it's not the undead dwarf he's looking for, but where there's one surely there's more? He dutifully continued filling out the mental map he was constructing as each landmark was given a cursory exploration, or at least as much as he 06--
[14:48] <Uzzo> 06--06 could manage without tipping his hand where his presence was concerned. Fortunately his presence was absurdly easy to overlook, but that didn't mean he could be reckless, not if he wanted to continue incognito. Speaking of his presence, up until this point he'd only learned how to access the undercity from the 'front door' as it were, but upon finding those cracks in the ceiling, and more 06--
[14:48] <Uzzo> 06--06 importantly, the water seeping and dripping through from the sewer lines above, the ooze now availed himself of another method of entry. More of those intermittent cricket chirps sounded off in the darkness as information was passed along to the outside, which was then daisy chained along while he squeezed portions of his body through those cracks and slithered his way through the gaps until he 06--
[14:48] <Uzzo> 06--06 found where they began in the sewers above, at which point he simply reversed the process once more fragments of his body showed up. Fortunately the ceiling was high enough, and dark enough, that most wouldn't notice the growing shadows that slowly and carefully crept along it as more and more of himself was invited into the secret place to take up residency. He was aware that some of the 06--
[14:49] <Uzzo> 06--06 creatures down here were capable of seeing in the dark, which is where all of those watchers he had positioned around the undercity came in handy, knowing when to time his movements and when to blend in and remain motionless, which was a slow process all in all. 06(End)
[14:53] <Depravity> Three orphans, a single untrained Oneidhe, and a couple of master thieves does not a huge force make -- and they were vaguely aware of the danger around them, but they were biding their time. Biding their time, that is, until Grimblade and company was ready to take on the task of clearing the space with them. So, for now, Mirela trained her few recruits and continued to hone her martial
[14:53] <Depravity> abilities until that time came.
[14:59] <Jayne> [Tira`allarana] Between clerical skill, and good old fashion handy work. The room herself and Grim were in was solid. Without gaps. When one could use abilities to seal them, and did work at doing so. Until it was seamless inside, and Tira had. This included the inside alarm wards scattered to all surfaces, so should anything cross it, they'd go off.
[15:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the Fourth Descending Bell (04:00 PM).
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06[15:06] * Uzzo 06still hadn't found what he'd come here for, but, there were traces about of what he was seeking, so that was more than enough to keep his interest in this place. Aside from that, it was a place within the sewers that he wasn't familiar with, and as far as he was concerned the sewers (at least portions of it) were his domain, it behooved him to be 'in the know' as it were with its going ons. 06--
[15:06] <Uzzo> 06--06 Many a dangerous creature could be found down here, amongst he was included, it seemed a poor choice of habitat for children. But, that wasn't his problem, the fate of those whelps was essentially a non-issue to him, if they didn't get in the way of his mission they were beneath his notice as it were. Due to Tira's handiwork, which barred him access to a particular room in one of those old 06--
[15:06] <Uzzo> 06--06 buildings, also served as a giant glowing neon sign of sorts, as the arcanophages senses were a lit by the alarm wards plastered all over it. The scent of his quarry was the strongest nearby it, though every examination of it he made left him with the conclusion that there was no way he could slip inside or make himself an entrance without giving away his presence. But, the ooze was patient, 06--
[15:06] <Uzzo> 06--06 and the thieves weren't the only ones biding their time for rallying forces. For the time being he'd beef up his observations of that particular portion of the undercity, keeping careful watch of any movements of his intended prey, which left him ample opportunity to search and investigate other portions of the underground. The unoccupied buildings were searched through for anything of interest 06--
[15:06] <Uzzo> 06--06 in the meanwhile, as well as those that were collapsed, squeezing himself through the smallest of gaps in their rubble in search of.. Well, he wasn't sure yet, at this point he was literally cataloguing everything within the undercity to the best of his ability. 06(End)
[15:08] <Shayde> Emir had settled into a routine, his work at the docks allowing him to generally keep quiet while still meeting with a variety of other sailors and dockhands. They knew what he was from sight, even if not who he was, and that had garnered him a fair amount of respect simply due to his race's reputation. He had gone to great lengths to not uncover who exactly he was, however, and simply Emir sufficed as a name. (More)
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[15:10] <Shayde> Today, however, his cool and calm demeanor had dissolved as he barged into the front door of Senkessa's (and his?) home. He was fucked. Genuinely bent over, if Drache had anything to say about it, and Drache was a very fickle beast. The letter was in his hand, the envelope discarded more than a ways away. "Kessa. Need to talk to you about somethin', and now." The stern and commanding captain voice peeking through just a little.
[15:10] <Shayde> The stern and commanding captain voice peeking through just a little.
[15:19] <@Senkessa> 06He would find her in the kitchen, which was pleasantly warm and fragrant the scent of something baking in the oven. Her dark hair had been pulled back in a braid, tied with a spare piece of blue satin ribbon. She was dressed in a simple homespun gown of unbleached wool, a knitted green and blue shawl wrapped around her shoulders as if she hadn't gotten quite warm enough. With winter settling 06--
[15:19] <@Senkessa> 06--06 in, the magistrate felt the cold damp, and seemed rather averse to it as a general rule. Senkessa had been reading while she baked, the volume of poems immediately closed when she heard Emir storm inside and begin calling for her. She slipped from the chair at the kitchen table and turned to greet him. An apron remained tied about her waist, dusted with flour. A smudge of the stuff was on one 06--
[15:19] <@Senkessa> 06--06 cheek where an errant hand had brushed it. (She had yet to notice.) 01"I'm in the kitchen!"06 she called in return to him and moved to grab something to drink for him, opting for water so she didn't have to run to the liquor cabinet in the dining room. The sound of his agitation on his voice was already enough to give her cause for concern. Peering down the hall for him, her brows furrowed 06--
[15:19] <@Senkessa> 06--06 together. Seeing him in his furor was enough for her to turn to fill the kettle for tea. Something more soothing, if that could possibly help.
[15:24] <Shayde> "That giant fuckin' idiot is fuckin' up everythin' I've tried to build, and he's doin' it while askin' me for help." Emir tossed a letter on the counter that she had been reading at, relatively short and penned by Aldenaxk. It explained his mishap with Dispater, his exile, and asking for assistance with a new ship. "I spent the entire Serpent-damned civil war fightin' for Drache. I sure as fuck didn't have to, yeah? But I did. Tried to make some relat
[15:24] <Shayde> "I spent the entire Serpent-damned civil war fightin' for Drache. I sure as fuck didn't have to, yeah? But I did. Tried to make some relationships not fuckin' bloodthirsty, and he starts pullin' shit like this as if it ain't goin' to affect me."
[15:33] <@Senkessa> 06While she fiddled with the kettle, she stole glances at him. This was an Emir that she had never seen before. The passionate tempest that stormed into her kitchen and began to unload all of its troubles at her feet was new. Adjusting her shawl on her shoulders, she finished with the kettle and placed it on the stove before turning back to him. She hadn't been to the Chancellery in the last 06--
[15:33] <@Senkessa> 06--06 two days, but that wasn't unexpected when she had very little case work to do. It was obvious by the surprise painted across her pale features that she hadn't heard about the dust up between Dispater and Aldenaxk. Senkessa walked towards him, laying a hand on his arm as if that could comfort him, but she tried to urge him to sit in this silent manner. The letter was taken from the table so she 06--
[15:33] <@Senkessa> 06--06 could skim over its contents, assuming it was written in the Common or Arangothek tongues. 01"I hadn't heard about this,"06 she said in soft murmur as she finished the letter. If she had, she would have warned him. It was replaced on the table. 01"That Menx damned fool. I thought he had a ship already."
[15:35] <Tzel> The shuffling of a pair of small feet started to sound against the damp stones of the thieves' den, preceding the appearance of a small, slender child - a girl, by the looks of things, humanoid in build, though it was hard to tell much more about her. The dark, filthy mat of her hair covered her ears, whether they were pointed or not, and her face was so covered in mud and grime that it
[15:35] <Tzel> was impossible to tell the tone that her skin might have underneath. She carried a cloth bundle before her, hugged tightly to her chest, itself clad in loose rags that might once have been a tunic, or a dress. Behind her, a few steps back, and not making a sound in comparison to her shuffling steps, strode the tiefling Tzel, bouncing an apple in his hand, and taking a fierce bite out of
[15:35] <Tzel> it as he came into the light, red eyes with golden pupils moving to take in the sight of the Raven where she posed, upside down, palms down beneath her, slender legs in the air..."Well, I didn't know that we'd be a school of mummers, too," came the male's snide voice, the wryness of his tone somewhat undercut by the mouthful of apple he was chewing. In his left hand, the fiend-blooded male
[15:35] <Tzel> wielded a narrow cane, with which he gave a prod in the dirt-covered girl's back. "Found another one for you. She's got some talent," he finished, swallowing his mouthful, and taking another from the juicy fruit in his palm.
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[15:43] <Shayde> Emir was fuming, but he felt that it would be extremely irresponsible to take that out on Senkessa. So he sat, but he definitely hadn't calmed. He just rubbed his hands over his cheeks and looked to the ceiling for the blessing of restraint. "He has a fuckin' ship, Kessa. One he paid me for. Now he wants another, and he wants to get in on the fuckin' business, the real business, Kessa. I ain't goin' to stick my neck out for him. He ain't my job anymor
[15:43] <Shayde> I ain't goin' to stick my neck out for him. He ain't my job anymore, but I feel responsible, yeah? Like this is my fault. Fuck." He grabbed the stool he sat on and tossed it into the sitting room, whatever damage or lack thereof that would cause. "I'm fucked. My crew is fucked. Whatever peace I've been tryin' to make is fucked."
[15:44] <Depravity> The concentration that Mirela had been maintaining was broken by Tzel's voice and she brings her legs down, righting herself in the next moment. Looking towards the entering tiefling, she cants her head. "Another?" And then she sees the small girl and her eyes soften. "Come, little one. We'll get you fed and you can introduce yourself to the rest of the class." The three boys glanced
[15:44] <Depravity> upwards and started gossiping amongst them, but the elf put an end to it with a smack upside the backs of their heads. "Stew's on," she added, for the tiefling, in case he was hungry too. "So we've four children now.. with Eiren being our only adult sudent. We need to, perhaps, start watching the streets for pilferers and the like. We need more of a force to be ready for battle - who knows
[15:44] <Depravity> how long the Big Thing will slumber."
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[15:49] <Tzel> "Well, I'd be wary with your belongings with that one," he said, pointing the cane towards the filthy child who, demure and silent, was shuffling along, moving to huddle her slender form up against the elf as she beckoned her closer. She didn't say anything, though, even if the freshly returned tiefling more than made up for her silence with his words. "Barely caught what she was doing
[15:49] <Tzel> myself. She's pretty good at making herself unseen, or unnoticed. Trickiest part of the job," he said, flashing a bright, yellow grin, teeth speckled with bits of apple. Folding the cane beneath his elbow, he advanced swiftly, past the whispering orphan boys, and towards the large pot of stew, leaning down to smell the rather homey aroma emitting from it. "Mmnh. Didn't have you pegged for
[15:49] <Tzel> a cook. I'll leave a spot for dinner in the future," he said, chortling as he made his way towards the traps and locks that the children had been practicing with, idly picking one up and fiddling with it.
[15:50] <@Senkessa> 06There was a crash of wood on wood, the scintillating sound of glass falling to the uncarpetted floor. Senkessa winced, as she supposed that was probably the glasses set aside on the liquor cabinet but did not comment. Though living alone meant that she technically didn't usually have to contend with property damage, she was not exactly unused to the men in her life taking their frustrations 06--
[15:50] <@Senkessa> 06--06 out on the furniture. And after throwing a cup at his head, she figured she could take one for the team. 01"So what if he wants to get in on the real business?"06 There seemed to be a fundamental part of something she was missing here about all of this. 01"Is this just reflecting on you because you were the one to adopt him into the family and all?"06 She kept her distance, if only to let 06--
[15:50] <@Senkessa> 06--06 him work his anger out on the various othe things in the room rather than herself. Not that she was legitimately concerned that he would hit her, really. 01"Though... I guess the fact there's a Korthai doing pirate shit and now having Magistrate Tivaurd's attention is pretty... less than ideal."06 There was a brief pause as she considered those logistics. 01"Fuck. 06--
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[15:54] <Depravity> The traps were fairly basic and not intended to -do- anything when they failed to disarm it - they were truly just for practice, though the sound they made when sprang was loud enough to call attention to the failure. That was usually enough to get some mockery from the other boys and a disappointed shake of her head. The little girl's hands were captured before she could pilfer anything
[15:54] <Depravity> from her pockets and Mirela kneels down to look into her eyes. "I love that you have those skills, little lamb, but we have a code. Honor amongst thieves. Can't steal from your brothers and sisters. Everyone else is fair game, though, unless they're under our protection. Do you understand?" Turning the child about, she patted her on the rear to send her into the building they had claimed.
[15:54] <Depravity> "I am many things - I have lived long enough to pick up how to cook a basic stew. My people made the best food," she remembers, fondly, a dreamy little smile coming to light. "The boys here have been working for some time now. None have failed, but none have succeeded either."
[15:54] <Uzzo> 06--06 elves were located. He was attempting to ascertain whether or not they had any connection or involvement with the thief crew, or if they had any relation to the other undead dwarf in question he'd seemingly found hiding out. In the meanwhile, that shadow continued to grow and creep further across the ceiling as it expanded, attempting to keep his movements as slow and methodical as possible. 06--
[15:54] <Uzzo> 06--06 However, when the children looked up, he couldn't ascertain as to whether those vague movements were seen, since when he was staying still he was camouflaging himself as the ceiling itself in colour and texture since he was blocking the view of it. To compensate for this prospect, a few 'bats' bubbled out from its surface, hanging down from his body as if they were sleeping, occasionally 06--
[15:54] <Uzzo> 06--06 fluttering their wings a little to give the indication that if any movement was spotted in the darkness it could be chalked up to one of them. 06(End)
[15:55] <Shayde> "Yeah. Fuck is right." Emir looked to the shards and splinters, but they both knew it would be cleaned up and replaced. Well worth his coin, so far as he was concerned. "Kessa, I was the one leadin' the defense of Drache's ports. At least leadin' the Korthai portion. So I've tried to give us a decent fuckin' name, and now he does stupid shit that ain't helpin' anyone. That, on top of adoptin' him like a fuckin' idiot and his stunt, yeah. It's a 'fuck'
[15:55] <Shayde> That, on top of adoptin' him like a fuckin' idiot and his stunt, yeah. It's a 'fuck' kind of issue." He looked back one last time at the minor destruction he had wraught, before moving to lean against the counter. "What do I do?"
[16:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the Fifth Descending Bell (05:00 PM).
[16:00] <Tzel> Rather than reply, the tiefling merely ensured that the trap mechanism was set, and then sprang it. He seemed more than a little disappointed when all that resulted was the loud, noticeable sound of the spring releasing, enough to create the sense of failure, but..."Maybe these exercises need a little bit more bite, mmh? Ants loaded into the trap, some spikes, maybe itching powder. Not
[16:00] <Tzel> enough to really hurt the little dears, of course," he said, tossing the trap down upon the ground, and looking back at Mirela. One final bite of those sharp, yellow teeth sank into the apple in his hand, before the core - upon which there remained a good amount of flesh - was cast to the side. "The way I learned these things had even more of a bite to them, left little room for failure."
[16:03] <Depravity> "Then create the traps for them, and make sure you have enough supplies to recreate them when they get better at it. I figured we'd start here, then move up to the more dangerous lot -- but then again, perhaps I ought stick to teaching them combat and let you handle traps and stealth. You have a stronger opinion than I, so I defer to your wisdom." It was a bit sarcastic, the way she spoke
[16:03] <Depravity> to him, but it was all in good fun. The elf followed the girl into the building and lead her over to the fire, where she spooned some stew into a wooden bowl for her. Then the girl was sent back outside to sit and eat and watch. "To that effect, do you want to train Eiren in stealth or should I?"
[16:04] <@Senkessa> 06She did not immediately reply to him. His plight was pretty understandable. He certainly wasn't wrong about having been working towards polishing the Korthai reputation in Drache. Aldenaxk's activities and summary judgement were a big mess in the gears of all of that. That he was pissed off and frustrated was easy to get. Already her mind was working ahead to find some avenue of option that 06--
[16:04] <@Senkessa> 06--06 would salvage as much as he could from the situation. Senkessa landed on a pretty obvious, and somewhat brutal answer immediately. Pressing her lips together, she looekd at him, studying his familiar features with obvious warmth and fondness in her amber gaze. The kettle took that opportunity to whistle, jostling her from her brainstorming with a physical jump. Turning to the stove, she used a 06--
[16:04] <@Senkessa> 06--06 corner of her shawl to pull the kettle off the stove and set about steeping the chamomile and lavendar tea. 01"You need to distance yourself as much as possible. I don't know if your laws allow you to disown him, but Drache is unlikely to know if you can't..."06 She knew it was heartless to say so, she knew that these were the things her father would counsel if he were there. 01"Write to the 06--
[16:04] <@Senkessa> 06--01 city council as a member of the Lantaya,"06 she continued, possibly mispronouncing the word. 01"You were unaware of his actions, that you would never condone it, that you'd pay reparations..."
[16:10] <Tzel> Moving to lean against a column, Tzel folded his left arm about his chest, over the pure blackness of his leather jerkin, his other arm moving up to run a long, slender fingered hand through the unruly black mass of his hair, standing on end, and concealing within it the two stubby, shorn bases of horns. As he listened to the elf, and watched her as she provided some stew to the girl he'd
[16:10] <Tzel> found and brought her, those digits emerging from fingerless gloves gingerly prodded at those stumps, a little thoughtfully. "Depends how he takes to my teaching, I suppose. I can train him, though I don't know what he'd think of my method. Same for these little ones," he said, sneering a little as he watched the boys getting their share of stew in turn. Seeming to catch himself a little,
[16:10] <Tzel> he shook his head, rubbing his hand over his face and the dark outline of his beard. "It'll likely be a while before they're ready for second-storey work, but it won't be long before we can do exercises on the streets. Especially with that little sneak there," he said, motioning with his chin at the demure little girl.
[16:10] <Shayde> "I can't. I ain't goin' to apologize for him at all. If someone bothers me, I ain't goin' to just take it, but you said distance, yeah? I just ain't goin' to act like I knew what happened. No idea what happened, haven't seen him, nothin'. Keep it real simple and easy." Emir shook his head, both in dismay and because he was declining tea. A very efficient gesture. "I just want a quiet winter, Kessa. Damn it." Her mispronunciation was ignored, at least
[16:11] <Shayde> "I just want a quiet winter, Kessa. Damn it." Her mispronunciation was ignored, at least now.
[16:15] <Depravity> Joining her companion outside to watch their recruits, she plants her hands on her hips. "Second-story work is kind of a stretch to think about. Some of them won't be as talented in stealth as the others - I reckon we send 'em to be enforcer, then, and hone their combat and strength. They have to look the part and all. Wonder where Jax is on that front.." she purses her lips thoughtfully,
[16:15] <Depravity> glancing out at the darkness at her right. "Eiren isn't as spry or light as foot as we are, but I think he can learn. He's new to being a landwalker, so he's.. basically a child, in physical uses of his feet. You have patience for that?"
[16:18] <@Senkessa> 06Ignoring the fact that he was declining the tea, she still poured him a cup of the stuff. It was passed to him with an imperious, 01"Drink it, Emir."06 A slight pause and then she added, 01"It'll help calm you down."06 Though, if he just wanted to smash it against the wall, she would probably grudgingly tolerate that as well. She wasn't using any of the pieces of porcelain, so she didn't 06--
[16:18] <@Senkessa> 06--06 really care if he broke more of her things. Leaning against the council, she took her own cup and lifted it to her lips. She blew on it a little as if that would help cool it any faster and then took a scalding sip, her eyes never leaving him. 01"So don't apologize, but just tell the city council that neither you nor the rest of the Korthai knew what he was doing. Which is true, but if you can 06--
[16:18] <@Senkessa> 06--01 separate him from you, it'll probably look better."06 She snorted with derision, though none of it aimed at him personally. The action caused a bit of the hot tea to splatter back into her face, which she managed to look chagrinned over. 01"I just mean... Drache's gonna be looking awfully close at the Korthai activities come summer because of this. The only thing you can do is make a big 06--
[16:18] <@Senkessa> 06--01 overature of friendship to Drache and cut Alden loose on his own."
[16:22] <Depravity> (..enforcers, way belatedly* )
[16:23] <@Senkessa> 5((1 *overture 5))
[16:24] <Tzel> Arching one of his highly mobile, black eyebrows, the tiefling couldn't help the look of slight disdain on his face at the elf's words, and he didn't waste much time in making the source of his displeasure known. "I don't see why I should waste my time teaching the essentials of stepping in shadows and moving without a sound to kids you'll have carrying truncheons and saps and roughing
[16:24] <Tzel> people up for the protection side of things. I thought you had your, ah, undead monstrosity to do that sort of thing for you," he said, glancing back towards the kids, crimson eyes seeming to try and peer through their current builds and attitudes, to pierce which should be the ones that would be worthy of his instruction. "As for Eiren, I'm sure he'll prove apt when we have to rob a sunken
[16:24] <Tzel> city, but I assume there won't be another tornado like the last for some time," he continued, wrily. "He said something about being good with hearing, didn't he? Well, that's the first step in knowing how to keep quiet. I think he'll do well enough. If not, I'll wack him over the head a few times," he finished, lifting up that slender cane of his faux-menacingly.
[16:24] <Shayde> Emir turned to Senkessa, meeting her beautiful eyes with his own. The entire reason he was here was the pair of eyes in her head, really, but he only thought of that for a few moments before taking a deep breath. "No. He'll deal with it on his own, and if it falls on my head it'll be taken care of, yeah? I've never broken a law on Drachean soil and they know it." Well, that one time. But it was the reason he saw her eyes, which... yeah. Long story. "T
[16:24] <Shayde> Well, that one time. But it was the reason he saw her eyes, which... yeah. Long story. "They ain't got nothin' to pin on me. I've been stayin' out of the business." He ignored the tea.
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[16:28] <Depravity> "Patience, Tzel - we have only started the work on these novices. They might all be amazing at stealth and second-story work. I have no way to test them but to put them through it. Maybe we can put the flunkies who don't quite make it to master through to the enforcers. The undead monstrosity is not affiliated with us. He's just got his own role to play in the underworld, and he brought
[16:28] <Depravity> us here. An ally, if you will, I guess.. but I don't trust him in the least. I'm sure there's some angle to bringing us in here, or maybe he just needed the help clearing it out. Either way - we have our own branch of enforcers, and Jax is leading them. They'll know the cant, they'll pick up what skills we can teach them, and it'll be nice to have some scary-looking fuckers to reinforce
[16:28] <Depravity> the code.
[16:28] <Depravity> ( end quote. )
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[16:35] <@Senkessa> 06The tea cups were set aside on the counter since he wasn't interested in taking them from her. She approached him and laid both hands on his face, staring up at him with clear affection. Senkessa tried not to be frustrated that he wouldn't accept her advice, but she knew him to set a course and stick with it. Sometimes, she was just along for the ride. Fingers ran across the side of his face 06--
[16:35] <@Senkessa> 06--06 with tenderness, her gaze remaining locked on him. 01"I know how this city can be sometimes. And while they can't prove that you've been breaking the law at any point, Aldenaxk is all the proof they need that Korthai can't be trusted, Emir. Whether or not it's right or fair or anything like that, they're going to lump you in with him, because he's Korthai."06 Or she could be totally wrong and 06--
[16:35] <@Senkessa> 06--06 Drache would not give a fuck because Emir flew so far under the radar that they barely realized who the hell he was most of the time. 01"I'll have a read at Tivaurd's report tomorrow when I go iin. Or we can go to the Chancellery right now and have a look at it, if you want. I can tell you exactly what they laid at his feet and just how bad shit is."
[16:37] <Tzel> Bringing his left hand to his mouth, the tiefling began to bite his nails, a tell if ever there was one that, beneath the wry words, a lot about this situation was causing the thief no small amount of stress. "This is cutting into the time I use to prepare jobs. And you were there when I tried to...pawn the take from my last heist," he grumbled at the memory of that crystal skull. Had
[16:37] <Tzel> Mirela not been there to witness his unfruitful attempts to sell it, only to be laughed at by his fence, he would have kept the matter secret. Instead, he had to cope with the shame. "Don't think I've met this Jax yet, or if so I've...forgotten," he said, blinking a few times. "Probably best to get some tough guys. Kids take some time to grow into meatheads."
[16:42] <Depravity> "He's a smarmy asshole, you have lots in common." The biting of his nails made her lift a slender brow and she sighs. "You men and your worrying. Really, it's all fine. We don't step on their toes, they don't step on ours- and we'll be glad they're down here, if we're ever raided by the Guard. He's got such a high bounty on his head, they'll ignore anything we have going here." Snorting
[16:42] <Depravity> a laugh, she reaches to gently push Tzel. "Stop fretting, you're going to bite your nails clean off. You got me, and I'm smart as shit. Pretty, to boot. If all else fails, I'll use fix it using the only weapon that men are truly weak against."
[16:43] <Shayde> "What I want to do is talk to this fuckin' Dispater and tell them that he ain't goin' to cause issues with the rest of us. But I ain't able to do that, and that's real fuckin' unfortunate, Kessa. Would you bring me to the courts? Ain't too sure how that works." He covered his hands even as she covered his face, and he looked up at her, silver to amber. "I'm sorry about the cabinet. I'll pay for a new one, yeah? I reckon that'll be fine. Hopefully it a
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[16:44] <Shayde> "I'm sorry about the cabinet. I'll pay for a new one, yeah? I reckon that'll be fine. Hopefully it ain't too sentimental to you or nothin'."
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[16:51] <Tzel> Letting out a clipped chuckle, the tiefling shook his head. "Mmh, I'm sure that'd work out well for you. Doubt even a fetching lass like yourself can manage to swing that sort of sway for an entire guild of ne'er-do-wells. Not sure if there is a bounty on me here in Drache yet. Not by name anyway, I'd hope," he said, flashing a grin, and forcing himself to fold his hands behind his back,
[16:51] <Tzel> keeping himself from nibbling on those nails. "I don't think prison life would suit me terribly well. SEe to it that you keep us out of it, mmh?"
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[16:51] <Uzzo> 06--06 the ground to begin with. There's a chance he can use this division in the ranks to his advantage if he plays his cards right, if he intends to even use those cards. For the time being he continued to squeeze more and more of himself in through the cracks in the ceiling, taking care not to disturb any of the droplets of water that are serving to keep The Thing nice and moisturized, having 06--
[16:51] <Uzzo> 06--06 already passed over the effort to block them off intentionally to wake up it and leave it in a rather cranky mood for the others to take care of. 06(End)
[16:54] <@Senkessa> 06Searching for something in his gaze, she smiled faintly as if to reassure him as his hands covered her own. 01"There's a real mess of problems with your brand of talkin' to Dispater Tivaurd, so you're right. You shouldn't. Please, trust me in that, at least?"06 Since he wouldn't accept her advice or her tea, she was almost begging him to trust her on -not- talking to the Honourable 06--
[16:54] <@Senkessa> 06--06 Tivaurd, as he was styled. Not that she hadn't seen Emir conduct himself with the best of them, but if his temper was raging, it would go poorly, if her poor cabinet was any judged. She let out a huff of laughter and ducked her head close to his. 01"The courts only enforce the law. You'd be more concerned with addressing some of the folks on the city council.."06 Pausing, she considered it. 06--
[16:54] <@Senkessa> 06--06 01"Let me see what Tivaurd said about Aldenaxk. We can plan the next move then, alright?"06 She was once again looking to him, trying to counsel him the best as she could through the massive amount of shit that Aldenaxk had created in his wake. 01"It's too bad he was exiled. He deserves to be slapped again."06 Pouty frown at that, as if genuinely grumpy. She pressed a soft kiss to his lips. 06--
[16:54] <@Senkessa> 06--06 01"We'll figure a way to salvage this, Emir."
[16:56] <Depravity> If Mirela knew what the ooze was learning, she might've corrected some of the information he was getting -- that they were never a part of Grimblade's faction, primarily. "Aw, you agreed that I'm pretty. I'm so complimented. Go and teach your students, oh wise master thief." Snickering to herself, she peels from the wall in order to approach the training dummies. Both her hidden daggers
[16:56] <Depravity> were fetched and slid into her boots before she collects her shortswords. A twinge of a feeling makes her glance over her shoulders, but she's sure to shrug it off as a side effect of being surrounded by the undead. "We three ought team up and take out some of these undead, soon - or now, if you want to go at it with the two of us."
[17:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the Dusk Bell (06:00 PM).
[17:03] <Shayde> Emir smiled at the notion of her slapping Aldenaxk again, because he definitely understood the appeal. "I need to salvage this, and I ain't askin' you to help. I appreciate you offerin', and I'll accept what I can get, but it ain't somethin' you need to get yourself involved in. Might make yourself look sketchy, advocatin' for people known for cannibalisin' and demon summonin', ain't it? Your call."
[17:11] <@Senkessa> 0601"I know you're not asking for my help. But I'm not about to let you try to navigate through all the politics and bullshit in Drache's courts or city council alone. This affects us both. If you and your crew are suddenly barred from Drache because of Alden..."06 Senkessa trailed off as if she didn't quite have the words to describe what that would mean for her. Losing Emir because of 06--
[17:11] <@Senkessa> 06--06 the stupid actions of someone else was not a pleasant option, nor was it something that she wanted to see happen. 01"I'd hate to have to charter a mercenary crew to go hunt him down just to drown him."06 Probably hyperbole. Senkessa didn't seem the sort to murder someone. 01"There's other ways of helping you. Plenty that don't involve me publically vouching for you."06 Her mind was already 06--
[17:11] <@Senkessa> 06--06 seeking out the various ways that she could engineer a better outcome for him, with and without being public about it. 01"You trust me, don't you?"
[17:11] <Tzel> "I'll leave the fighting up to you," he says, smacking his cane loudly against the column upon which he'd been leaning moments earlier, startling the children who were just finishing slurping down some stew. Turning as he walked towards them, he swept his arms on either side of his cloaked form, beaming a toothy, pointed yellow grin in the elf's direction. "I'm a lover, not a fighter," he
[17:11] <Tzel> said, before menacingly swishing his stick in the direction of his pupils to be. "Alright, children, we're going to see how close we can get to that large...creature, before it stirs, mmh?", he said, a rather wicked smile on his sharp-featured face.
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[17:15] <Uzzo> 06--06 The Thing until they elicit a reaction from it? Brave, or stupid, hard to tell which, quite the thin line that seperates the two. Here he'd gone through the trouble of not stirring it from its slumber himself, though at the very least it should serve as entertainment while he bides his time, as well as allowing him ample opportunity to observe their fighting prowess and styles if things go 06--
[17:15] <Uzzo> 06--06 badly. Worst case scenario? Free snacks. 06(End)
[17:18] <Depravity> Mirela lifts her brows and rolls into motion. "Wait, wait - you're going to test their stealth on that thing? Do you want to kill us all? Try the undead first! Tzel!" Well, this might be a huge success -or- they'll die. Either way, fun will be had by someone.
[17:23] <Shayde> "Of course I trust you, Kessa. Ain't ever hid anythin' from you before." It was an interesting bit of luck, but ultimately quite deliberate on his part that the only thing he had even tried to keep secret from the jump had worked out fine. It was a blessing that Luin was an old friend of his, truth be told. "I love you, Kessa. Even though I drag you through shit sometimes, I'm tryin' to stay out of it. I appreciate you helpin' me with this mess more t
[17:23] <Shayde> Even though I drag you through shit sometimes, I'm tryin' to stay out of it. I appreciate you helpin' me with this mess more than you know, I reckon."
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[17:31] <@Senkessa> 06She smiled up at him as he reaffirmed this trust and faith in her. Naturally, her cheeks turned just a little rosy to hear him confess his affection so openly to her, but she was getting used to that since they finally seemed to break through that wall some weeks ago. Blundered through it, more like on her part. 01"Alright. Let's go see what exactly Alden was charged with, and we can figure 06--
[17:31] <@Senkessa> 06--01 out the next move after that."06 Kessa pressed another kiss to his lips as if to seal the deal and finally broke away from him, if only so she could turn to the oven and pull whatever she had been baking from it. Turned out to be scones. 01"I'll get my boots on and we can head out... That is if you want to do this tonight."06 She pasued to look at him again, giving him the space to make the 06--
[17:31] <@Senkessa> 06--06 decision on his own. It was obvious she was willing to do it immediately, if only so they could try to get ahead of the whole debacle as fast as they could.
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[17:38] <Shayde> "Yeah. I'm done waitin' for shit to happen and me to have to react." Emir looked at Senkessa, then the broken furniture, and then he stood and moved to get his coat. It was getting cold, and he disagreed with the cold as much as Senkessa, but largely because he enjoyed going barefoot as opposed to actually finding the chill disagreeable. He put on his silk slippers instead.
[17:43] <@Senkessa> 06Nodding to him, she grabbed one of the scones and pocketed the warm doughy goodness and then headed down the hall. A quick shout upstairs where the day maid Perilla was working to let her know about the cabinet and that they'd be going out, and then she got her boots on. Throwing the first cloak she grabbed from the closet around her shoulders, they could set out for the Chancellery so she 06--
[17:43] <@Senkessa> 06--06 could look up the case against Aldenaxk to see where they stood with it. Hand in hand, because that's how they rolled.
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06[17:58] * Uzzo 06has, thus far, remained passive in his observations, simply monitoring and listening to the conversations studying the training methods of this newest organization he's suddenly become quite familiar with. He now had names to go with faces and scents: Tzel and Eiren specifically. He hadn't caught the female leaders name, and aside from that there was the 'Jax' that was unaccounted for. But, 06--
[17:58] <Uzzo> 06--06 all in all, the amount of information gleaned was sufficient should he need to take measures beyond those already undertaken. And now, time to make moves of his own. Having sussed out the buildings that were uninhabited, in ruins or generally unused for one reason or another away from the encampment, the insectoid fragments of the ooze's body had made themselves cozy all over the place within 06--
[17:58] <Uzzo> 06--06 them. There's a silent, soft crackle of divine energies which begin to sprout all around the undercity in those dark recesses and hidey holes, which precede literal cracks forming in the fabric of reality where they've collected. And thus, seeping and spilling out from these cracks in the material plane begin pouring oozes, slimes, jellies and puddings from these fractures as they're called 06--
[17:59] <Uzzo> 06--06 from various distant regions and planes, forcefully drawn into this material plane at these locations by a supernatural will. 06(End)
[18:00] <@Murphy> 6Outside, the Clock Tower tolls once to mark the hour of the First Night Bell (07:00 PM).
[18:00] <@Aidan`Tivaurd> 2At the crackling of divine energies, a low, thundering toll begins to echo from the direction of the quiet temple building. The ringing resonates through the chamber. The various undead pause and turn their gaze to that temple, and the three eyes of The Thing in the middle suddenly snap open.
[18:04] <Depravity> The tiefling and the students hadn't gotten too far before the ooze rain began. He ran them back into the building as quickly as he could, trying to keep himself from getting too gross (the children, of course, being of secondary concern). Mirela had been inside for a moment, adding to the stew, when all the activity began -- and it wasn't until the quartet arrived looking a little worse
[18:04] <Depravity> for where that she had any idea what was going on. Cursing beneath her breath, she grabs her swords and ushers the children into a safe back room with no windows. Tzel was instructed to stay and protect them. This elven rogue, however stupid (or brave) she was, steps outside to look at what was happening with swords drawn.
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06[18:27] * Uzzo 06was expecting to start trouble, however, he wasn't expecting trouble to kick up the moment he made his move to do so. Either way, the die had been cast by this point, there was no purpose in delaying the inevitable, the preparations for his assault were already finished despite the unknown variables that abruptly cropped up. Who knows, perhaps they'd serve as fodder or distractions while he 06--
[18:27] <Uzzo> 06--06 carried out his business. The oozes, slimes, jellies and puddings that have thus far spilled out from those cracks didn't look particularly fancy, numbering some two dozen by this point as they lurched free from them and began writhing, crawling and creeping away from the planar rifts to greet the undercity, hues of blacks, dark blues and sickly greens with the occasional ochre dotting their 06--
[18:27] <Uzzo> 06--06 numbers. It wasn't until that bell began to ring at The Thing awoke did the undercity suddenly become alit, eerie incadescent candle lights began popping into existence around the darkened area. Each one gave off roughly the light of a single candy, which illuminated large shimmering collections of filaments and tendrils composed of eerie mist as they roiled and billowed like clouds, the light 06--
[18:27] <Uzzo> 06--06 they cast causing all manner of shadows to dance and play wildly through the undercity as they moved. There were eight, five of which immediately began drifting towards the temple and the shambling undead around it, the incorporeal ectoplasms, otherwise known as ghost oozes, seeking out their favoured prey: The Undead. 06(End)
06[18:29] * Uzzo 06- The three remaining that didn't head that way, however, seemed to make a beeline directly towards the building that the scent of Grimblade had been found, as if directed by some unseen force and guiding hand, though they only circled around in the air about the heavily warded structure for the time being as if awaiting something.
[18:31] <Uzzo> 00The light of a single candle02*)) >.>
[18:37] <@Aidan`Tivaurd> 2The great doors of the temple begin to slowly open. The ominous doors open to reveal a black stone interior, empty save for an altar at the far end, at which stands and elegant looking dark elven woman, perfectly still, simply gazing out of that temple at the sparks and such beyond. Still, there's no movement at Grimblade's building. At least, not on Grim's part.
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06[18:49] * Uzzo 06at the point the great doors of the temple begin to slowly open, those incorporeal ectoplasms are closing in fast on the shambling undead that have bade it their attentions, though thus far they've only closed the distance and remain floating somewhat overhead instead of descending upon their choice meals. There's a moment of silence as the dark elven woman gazes out over the undercity 06--
[18:49] <Uzzo> 06--06 that's partially illuminated and filled with dancing shadows, not to mention the swarm of oozes and other ilk dotting the landscape, which strangely enough seem to turn to face the entity, which is surprising since they don't actually have faces of any sort but give off the distinct impression their focused has descended upon her. It's at this point that a low voice from seemingly everywhere in 06--
[18:49] <Uzzo> 06--06 the undercity calls out, its tone even and measured, not so much as an inkling of trepidation of worry to be found in its words, neither loud and harsh nor soft and servile. 01"Serve me, child of darkness, and you shall be compensated handsomely."06 There's a brief, heavy pause before it continues, 01"Stand against me, and my kin shall crack open your bones and feast upon its marrow. Choose 06--
[18:49] <Uzzo> 06--01 wisely." 06(End)