Ixallis MitWD Session 0

Wet Noodle: oh okay
I'll take my character sheet
Homu ist Tot (GM): stfu im typing
Wet Noodle: and leave...
.. .
Spaceman Bob: your a gaybo homu
...
The date is Hammer 15th, 1107
Ixallis finds himself in the city of Quairn. It's the largest one he's visited yet on his travels, easily dwarfing anything before. Getting into the city was an easy matter, either through being honest about his intentions at the gates or by using his false identity that he's put to good use.
He's been here for several hours now, and the sun has already crested itself well over the horizon. For some reason, he finds himself in the lower level of the city, where streetrats and ruffians tend to conglomerate. Not like just anyone would be allowed into the surface level, and there's less sun down here so it suits him just fine. It hasn't been that long since coming to the surface and not seeing a roof of stone above him is still just an odd feeling.
Whatever the case, he's currently in one of the many narrow sidestreets of this level, doing what exactly?
Around him are the varied shacks that are called houses, some boarded up, some with just a bit of light pouring out their windows illuminating the night. At the deep end of the sidestreet is a skybridge leading further down, and behind him is the main street again.

Ixallis Vatorez readjusts the hood over his head, keeping the coif loose around his ears as he looks about.
Wet Noodle: Homu
Homu ist Tot (GM): hi
Wet Noodle: Wolf already made Ix's token
Homu ist Tot (GM): lemme whip him
send it 2 me i dont have it
Wet Noodle: https://sta.sh/01r1ww47w5bz
Ixallis Vatorez: "Well, this is the place he told me to go. Now the problem is finding work about this hovel." The pale blue man hems to himself quietly, idly cracking his knuckles.
Homu ist Tot (GM): >lyn uses the bars
disgusting
Wet Noodle: I use em with Wald too
and now I have a mana bar to keep track of too
so the bars are handy
Homu ist Tot (GM): whats the red one
o sorc pts

Ixallis Vatorez closes his eyes for a moment, and a frosty cloud of breath escapes his mouth as he tunes his eyes to the Weave about him.
Spaceman Bob: I use bars, HP KI points. Hobu is just gey
Looking across the sidestreet instead, Ixallis sees the rickety, rotted wooden sign of what used to be a cobbler's shop. Despite the distance well off aways in the dark, he can see it just fine with his natural acclimation to a lack of light. Twitching his ears, he catches the faint mewl of a cat. Looks like this is the place.
Earlier, he came in contact with an elderly woman who offered him a place to stay. Not in her own home of course. She said she had a little abode across town, describing the building you see now. She had some dispute over with one of her boyfriends, apparently, and he found it reasonable to break up. Not before taking the cat for himself, however. The two apparently seem to be in the midst of arguing over who gets to keep it, meanwhile, she requested of you to kick him out this house. It's hers both in name and right, as he owns nothing himself and mostly freeloaded off her own work. She asked to make sure the cat is fine too, of course.
You didn't find it to be very comfortable to ask why she apparently has more than one boyfriend.

Ixallis Vatorez wraps a gloved hand on the door, his thoughts not quite given to the concept of multiple concubines, given his upbringing. his mind however was on the concept of "breaking up". Even after his years of experience on the surface, the ebonborn still had not quite understood the idea of a casual relationship, his father's fate being one of many similar men in his lifetime.
With a knock, knock, knock, nothing happens for some time...
...
...
Nobody opens.
From the outside, the little shack seems to have two windows on the front. There's a small alley that cuts between it and another building. The building is only about fifteen feet tall, so there shouldn't be a second floor. It's still very small looking, as if it couldn't contain more than two rooms, though. The door itself is a simple wood one, with a small peephole as well as the expected doorknob. There's no glow of light coming from the window, maybe he's asleep?
Wet Noodle: What kind of lock does the door have?
Homu ist Tot (GM): seems to be a simple one, likely a warded lock (the type of lock not the magic ward thing)
Looking through the keyhole or windows, there doesn't seem to be anything in the front room beyond a multitude of discarded trash such as scraps of wood, debris, barrels, and a shut door behind a bare wooden counter as well as a large carpet covering the majority of the floor.
From Ixi's tuning in to the Weave earlier and now, he hasn't seen any traces of magic about.

Ixallis Vatorez hems, then holds a hand out. A whisp of cold air swirls in his palm, forming a simplistic key made of ice, that the half-drow fits into the lock and twists. Some of his jobs in the years past had lead to this bizarre form of breaking and entering, and its unfortunate accuracy in its task leading to quite a few nights in stranger's homes.
The key enters the lock, lacking the serrated edge that keys generally have. As Ixallis allows the key to fill out the remaining space within the lock with ice, completing the key, a quick turn unlocks the door.

Ixallis Vatorez enters the building in a quiet hush, looking for the hairy spider-feed that the overdwellers like to keep as pets. For some reason.
The door opens with a creak, yet nothing seems different compared to what you saw outside. Scattered trash, a bare counter, large carpet on the ground, and the shut door behind the counter.
Ixallis Vatorez: "Hello? This is the cat inspector. I've come to make sure you renewed your Cat License."
Noone replies.

Ixallis Vatorez closes the door, placing four floating beads of light in what windows could be seen, giving the place a lived in look.
The floating beads of light float beside the window, offering a small amount of light in the dark interior of the building.

Ixallis Vatorez continues moving forward, moving one of the lights with him as he rummages around to see of any clues of what may have happened.
Ixa spends a bit of time investigation for clues...
...
Eventually, he finds that the counter is completely empty within its cabinets, having been cleared out long ago. The trash scattered on the ground looks to have been here for quite some time, but at a clearing in it beside the large carpet, faint scuff marks can be seen in the light of his magic. As if something was dragged under it. The door behind the counter remains shut.

Ixallis Vatorez attempts to open the other door as well
The door seems to be locked, but fails to resist the same trick used on the front one. It swings open to reveal what seems to have once been a storeroom. Several barrels are lined up, each one open and empty. About half a dozen. There's no window or ventilation so the smell of wood mold is quite strong in here.

Ixallis Vatorez looks about for the feline target
Ixallis Vatorez: "Here cat. Heeere cat."
This time at his call, Ixa hears a faint mewling again. But it sounds like it came from... below? There aren't any stairs downstairs that you can see though, just these two empty rooms.
Ixallis Vatorez: "Should have figured." Ixallis sighs to himself, walking back to the main room, and giving the cabinet a good shove.
There's no 'cabinet' within any of the rooms.
The front room has the bare wooden counter, which seems to be quite heavy and difficult to push. There is also an empty and open barrel or two scattered about alongside a generous mess of trash debris. Other than that there's a large carpet with scuff marks beside it, as if something was dragged under.
In the storeroom are half a dozen empty and open barrels accompanied by the stench of wood mold.

Ixallis Vatorez instead flips the carpet away off the floor with a flourish.
Flipping up the carpet, Ixa reveals a trapdoor beneath. The scuff marks lead directly to it.
Homu ist Tot (GM): fuck u shiro
Spaceman Bob: roll20 just did that thing- where when you tab in all the beeps go off at once
send help
Homu ist Tot (GM): blblblbllblblblreeEEP
The trapdoor appears to be locked as well, by the way. Does Ixa dare attempt opening it?

Ixallis Vatorez turns on his WIZARD EYES again
No magic, doc.

Ixallis Vatorez then proceeds to do the key thingy
Spaceman Bob: does this fker have a sharingan.
Homu ist Tot (GM): narutooo
im on my way
narutooo
ill be ok
Ixallis Vatorez: At will detect magic
Spaceman Bob: he does
fk
send help
Homu ist Tot (GM): sharingaaaan
kagebunshin no jutsu
Spaceman Bob: sounds more fk what was the other one.
that one saw chakra better fking ninja magiks
Ixallis Vatorez: no naruto allowed
Homu ist Tot (GM): beee yaa kuu gan
Spaceman Bob: byakuganNN.
Come on look at that fking hair
and magic eyes
this is a naruo
narutooo
The trapdoor is unlocked with a click.
Looking below, your vision cuts through the darkness with ease. A flight of stairs leads down to a wooden landing, you'll need to head down to see anything else.

Ixallis Vatorez takes the stairs down, lights snuffing out, past a single bead that flits alongside him
Homu ist Tot (GM): ill be gone in an hr & 20 mins for abt 3 hrs
Ixallis Vatorez: ok
"Hello? Anyone down here?"
Going down the stairs, Ixa finds himself in a rather quaint room. There's another counter, with the remnants of what used to be paperwork on it. A couple thick sheets of paper are scattered about with some linen remnants of what may have been scrolls. The walls are painted, they seem to have once been a soft pink color before fading to an off-white, and there are squares of dust where you suspect paintings once hung. There's another door, this one looks moderately more stout than the previous ones. A couple reinforcements of iron are set into it, with a similarly iron shutter for someone on the other side to pull back and look through. As always, it seems to be locked.

Ixallis Vatorez pulls the gloves off his hands, knocking on the door.
Ixallis Vatorez: "Hello? This is the cat inspector."
There isn't a noise for some time, before...
A groan is heard, before some shuffling some distance to the side inside. The click of something opening is heard and a cat's mewl is heard clearly before the stomp of boots and a yawn approach the door.
The iron peephole slides open, and Ixa is met with a pair of squinted brown eyes with some locks of similarly brown discheveled hair in the way. They meets Ixa's gaze, before asking
"Haaah? Who the hell're you and how'd you get down here?"
It seems to be a sleepy, annoyed male voice.
Ixallis Vatorez: "Well sir, as I've said, I'm the cat inspector. I was making my way home from a spot of drink and I heard your cat. Now, going by my registry."

Ixallis Vatorez pulls out a sheaf of papers.
Ixallis Vatorez: "This building does not have its cat license, nor any license for that matter."
"Now, I was upstairs for nearly two hours beating on your door, so I apologize that I have just now woken you, but I would like to do my job and go home."
The eyes look Ixa up and down, before filling with suspicion. "I an't never heard of no blue guards. Who're you?"
Ixallis Vatorez: "I'm not a guard, I'm a Cat Inspector" the darkborn huffs.

Ixallis Vatorez produces a badge of copper with the face of a feline on it, showing it to the eyes behind the door."
"...You what, mate?"
Ixallis Vatorez: "You may not have heard me the last time." Ix clears his throat, and honeyed words laced with magic spill out. "OPEN This door."
"I mean, if you say so." The magic washes over the man, who leisurely opens the door with a series of clicks, clacks, and rattling of chains before the door finally opens. Behind the man sits a perfectly white cat, with fur like silk and golden eyes.
The man looks confused, as if he wants to say something, before wondering aloud "Wait... why'd I...?"
Ixallis Vatorez: "Now, thank you for allowing me in. I believe that this cat has no license, correct? As a cat inspector, I must confiscate the feline."
"However, if you pay for a license I would be willing to let this cat go, and explain to my higher ups that yours was never renewed for your new address."
The man shakes his head, reasserting his attention on Ix. "Oi, oi, none of that now. I done never heard of no cat inspector, load of baloney that is! Did Muriel send ye? That bitch, embarass me she will, but she won't take the cat too!" He attempts to shut the door again, looking mildly upset. Now that you've seen him clearly you can see he's a discheveled, slovenly man. He wears a simple brown tunic over black breeches, no doubt tired after waking up this late. There's a small beatstick at his waist, currently holstered. The cat behind him tilts its head.
Ixallis Vatorez: "I've never once heard of a muriel."
"But I was told by someone who pays for the roof over my head that I was to inspect the disappearance of a cat, which lead me to this location."
"In that, I have full belief that I am in fact a 'Cat Inspector', no?"
Homu ist Tot (GM): r u using magic for any of that
Ixallis Vatorez: nope
The man scowls, shutting the door. As he begins locking things back up, he growls "What name'd she give you then? Henrietta? Hah, you an't no guard, so make yourself swift before you get into a nasty bit of trouble, paleface."
Ixallis Vatorez: "Well that's rather rude. I've stated multiple times I am not a guard. However, I would rather not have a scuffle, so if you please."

Ixallis Vatorez clears his throat, before making a clear suggestion.
Ixallis Vatorez: "Why not give me the cat, and what coins you do have before I need to alert the guards for squatting in abandoned property?"
I gotta jet for a bit
makin dinner
Homu ist Tot (GM): l8r bich
ill be gone probs
Ixallis Vatorez: ok
finish post and I'll reply when I return
The rattling and clicking of locks stops for a second, before restarting backwards. With another open of the door, the man rubs the back of his head. "Don't be like that now, mate. Ye only had to ask."
With that, he rummages through his tunic and pulls out a coinpurse, pressing it into the Ixa's hand. With a click of his tongue he reaches down for the cat, picking it up as it lets out a petulant little mewl.
Holding it out towards Ixallis, it hisses at him, swiping at the man's hand causing him to drop it where it lands on its feet and rushes between Ixa's legs and up the stairs.
"Talia, come back!" he yells, giving chase!

Ixallis Vatorez collects the coinpurse, and as the cat begins its run from the charmed man, the duskling runs after the feline and up the stairs with Talia's ill gained owner, looking around the room for the cat.
Homu ist Tot (GM): ok hi
validate my kirby music
or ill kill u
Ixallis Vatorez: I thought it was kirby music
"Come back you overgrown weasel!"
Homu ist Tot (GM): wew
The cat scurries its way up the stairs at top speed, and Ix gives chase with the charmed man!
It scampers outside the open door, the paleface and dazed man hot on its heels. The charmed man unfortunately trips on a stray piece of debris, tumbling down unceremoniously as the duskling and cat make off into the night!
Outside, the cat continues its dash, running down the sidestreet with a gallop. Luckily it's a simple matter to keep up, given how easy to spot its stark white fur in the easy-to-see through darkness.
The cat's just up ahead, the two still in their chase as Ix hops over a wagon, slides down a wooden railing, and looks to the side just in time to see the cat turn a corner into an alleyway in an attempt to shake him off.

Ixallis Vatorez pinches the bridge of his nose as the squatter falls off and away, Ix giving chase like some beast hunting prey. Through a series of acrobatics that could only be attributed to his bloodline, the half-drow keeps pace with Talia, following into the alleyway.
Ixallis Vatorez: Homu explain how I make my token make the short steps with lines to show movement
because when I just hold down space and move my token it only gives me a straight line from the starting point
Ix comes to a skid as the corner, before suddenly he sees a group of what seems to be four figures.
Two of them look to be like gruff men in overalls and appear to be carrying something wrapped in an ornate, silk-looking ebony cloth.
Another one seems to be a rather old man, wearing a stylish vest as he oversees their work.
The last one is the smallest, appearing to be a young girl in a short, halter dress.
As he takes in their features and the way they appear to be delicately transporting whatever object lies under the silk covering, Ix sees the all too familiar streak of white fur suddenly dash between the young lady's legs, who lets out a shriek in surprise. The shriek in turn startles the other three, who are too distracted to notice the cat suddenly claw its way up the body of one of the overalled men, and leap off his head and onto a windowsill up above.
The man, surprised at suddenly being jabbed multiple times by its claws, lets his hands slip from the object he's transporting before he realizes it, and the stylishly dressed old man suddenly reaches out to stop it-
CRASH!
All too late however, as the telltale sound of shattering glass resounds within the dark, lonely alleyway.
The young lady looks to the shards of glass that scattered on the ground, most of the silk covering still on the object, before putting a hand up to her mouth and moaning out a "By the great saint, oh my gods..."
The overalled men hiss out a series of swears and apologies, one of them waves a fist at the cat still on the windowsill above him.
The older man rubs his forehead, an exasperated sigh leaks out as he seems to not know what to do.
At the least, the cat's stuck on the windowsill now. It doesn't seem to have quite thought out its plan after getting up there.
Homu ist Tot (GM): hold the rmb on your token and drag while spamming the space bar
you yourself can't see the movement but others can
stilll useful for measuring distance tho

Ixallis Vatorez skids to a halt just in time to see the havoc caused by the feline. "You absolutely must be kidding me." He grumbles, finally reaching the end of his wit with the feline.

Ixallis Vatorez digs deep, a powerful spark of magic bending the weave to nearly the point of breaking around him as he forces a spell to work faster than it had any reason to. from there, a gust pushed the cat off the side of the sill with a sudden jolt, only for it to stop in the air, and gently float down as a combination of a cantrip and Levitate are used to maneuver the cat directly into the hands of the waiting half-elf below.
The cat goes yeowling, waving and flailing in the air. Nonetheless it floats to Ix thanks to his wind. As the cat makes its way to him, the stylish man's eyebrows turn up as he moves to the side of the young lady.
The lady, meanwhile, turns around and looks at Ix with a look of shock, before shifting into anger. "You! That was your cat, wasn't it?! Why, you absolute buffoon! That mirror was-" She clutches her chest, as if physically pained. "A priceless piece, do you have any idea how often they're made?! It'll set me back a great amount to have another one made, you're the one at fault, you're responsible for the money it'll take!"
She stomps her way towards you, the stylish man whispering something in her ear as he remains at her side. The overalled men feel it's best if they be quiet, feeling lucky that they're not being blamed for the incident.
Ixallis Vatorez: "I can truly assure you this is not my cat. I am merely the one who was roped into returning it to its rightful owner, young ma'am. However, I am in a rather blustery mood, so it would be best if you Forgive me, and allow me on my way."
"I am a fairly busy gentleman after all, and there are many more cats that need saving."
Wet Noodle: Using command on fancy lady
that's basically the gist of italicized dialogue for this
Also hammu
Homu ist Tot (GM): bich
Wet Noodle: Can we take this to discord
Homu ist Tot (GM): ok
Wet Noodle: thank