The Winds of Winter IC (Team Weasel sub group- 'Sneaky Weasels')

[Grimlock]

As you leave your allies behind, Finnest and Acanthya assume their usual scouting role, ranging ahead of the smaller group.
Your ride to Winningham takes most of the day as you set a good pace and you increasing proximity to the large town is displayed in the number of people you pass on the road; merchants, farmers and travellers pass you; some nod, others ignore you, one group of farm workers stop and stare at you as you ride pass. There is nothing out of the ordinary, but you do detect something is not quite right in the air; a sense of despair, of people who are living under a tightening yolk. An increasing number of the people you pass glare at you suspiciously and with slight fear in their eyes as they see another group of heavily armed strangers heading towards a town which is practically ruled by criminals.

In your approach to Winningham’s Eastern Gate you see a large inn ahead, reading the sign you see it is called “The Duke’s Favour” and the sign is of a shadowy, diminutive figure carrying a long wicked looking knife!

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik almost feels sorry when he goes to Finnest and reminds him to send Acanthya away. But the two can't be seen together anywhere near Winningham, and Finnest can travel on foot or on another's horse--Yurik is willing to walk--the last hour or so.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling nods. Unseen and unheard words pass between warrior and spider, and the giant arachnid scurries off into the wilderness. She shall come in over the wall at night. Now, we must find a place to make our base of operations - and it must be different from those of our dwarven companions, Brother Yurik. Have you any ideas? I believe it was the Warleader who best knew this city. He's uncomfortable without Acanthya at his side, but he hides it well and takes the separation stoically.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik shakes his head. Let's stop at the inn and act as if we're weary travelers. We can ask for recommendations for lodging and see if any one is talking about de Habre.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak surveys the town ahead and then says to his companions, "Well this is where we part ways. Best of luck to you." Nodding to the orc and halfling he urges his horse further into town. He starts looking for a disreputable inn to see if he and Chull can get in touch with De Habre's men.

[Grimlock]

As Acanthya scuttles off the four allies head their separate ways.
Yurik and Finnest
As you approach "The Duke's Favour" you dismount and a small boy runs out and takes the bridle of Yurik's horse. He grins and thrusts a wooden token into the half-orc's hand, I'll just take yer horse to the stables masters, when you want her back, just bring me that there token. The little figure then leads the horse off into the stables. As you look around you see that the inn is bustling and is doing a roaring trade judging from the coaches parked outside and the noises from in.
You push open the door and facing you is a long bar, with stools lining it, a number of tables are scattered around the rest of the floor and a set of stairs lead up to the first floor on the right. As you walk in, a tielfing srides up to you, Welcome, welcome sirs, and how may we help you here at The Duke's Favour? A table maybe, or perhaps some food?
Darrak and Chull
Parting from the halfling and half-orc you ride closer to the town and see the eastern gate looming above you. There is a subtle building of tension the closer you get to the town, people glare at you and a couple of armed figures look to step into your way but think better of challenging a pair of heavily armed dwarves. You reach the gate and as you are about to pass through it a pair of guards step out in front of you, blocking your path. Well now, I don't recognise you two strangers. What's your business here in Winningham?

[buirechain]

Yurik

Sure, we'll take a little food and a little drink. After he says it, he remembers that he's not supposed to act like a monk right now. And that after that we'll probably have more food and more drink.

We'd also like to know if you can suggest a place once we're ready to move into Winningham

At the same time, Yurik is trying to over hear conversations in case there are any discussions relevant to De Habre.

[roll0] Perception

[Grimlock]

Of course sirs, please this way! The tiefling bows and escorts you to a table. The Duke's Favour is not only the first inn you meet on your way into Winningham from the capital, it is the best inn in the town, we are a few minutes ride from the town centre, why would you want to stay anywhere other than here? Now, our specialty is our roast venison but we do have some rather fine honey glazed pork. The tiefling beams at you, And what would sirs like to drink?
As you walk over to the table and listen to the tiefling sell the qualities of the inn, you scan the crowd. The majority of people there seem relaxed but just as you sit you spy a table at the back, near the stairs, where a number of figures are hunched round in deep discussion.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak eyes the gaurds for a moment before replying. "Why nothing much, we've been on the road all day and are looking for a bit of food and drink, and maybe a place to spend the night that's a bit more comfortable than a bedroll in the open. The inn back there looked a bit too crowded for our tastes so we thought we'd see if we kind find somewhere else in town."

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling grins. The roast venison sounds excellent, says Finnest in his best sublimation of his elven accent. And what do you have in the way of drinks? A strong fruit drink or a good mead would be excellent, but failing that, simple water will do. From his seat, he also tries to see if he can overhear anything related to their mission.

Perception: [roll0]

[Grimlock]

Darrak and Chull
The two guards eye you up and down. As if assessing you. Well, after a long day's travel, you could do much worse than stopping for a drink at The Chancer. Good food and ale there, eh? He nudges his companion. Oh definitely, great place! Head down towards the merchant district adn you can't miss it! Both guards step out of your way.
Finnest and Yurik
Ah, the venison an excellent choice sir and mead? Of course. He bustles away to get your food and drink, and both of you look around you.
The bar is long and runs the length of one wall. Serving staff weave between the tables and behind the bar fetching drinks and food. There are two roaring fires, one at either end of the room to drive away the winter chill. The table of more suspicious characters is at the end of the right hand side of the bar, just to the left of the stairs heading up, there are 3 or 4 tables between you and them, two of the tables are full of eating and drinking customers, the other, closest to the dodgy figures is empty.
Finnest's attempts to hear what is being said is thwarted by the noise in the bar, but he can read body language and for all the people round the table they are desparately trying to not be noticed- yet seem to be very angry

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Nodding his thanks to the guards Darrak rides into the town. Darrak felt that there was something a bit off about the guards. For one thing they were almost certainly in the pay of De Habre. Still since they we're looking for De Habre's men anyway Darrak decides to head over to the Chancer and see what happens. So once they're out of sight of the guards he nudges Chull and says, "This seems like a good spot for an ambush. Be on your guard.."

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling speaks to his half-orc companion in soft tones. What is our plan, Brother Yurik?

[buirechain]

Yurik

Well, one of us ought to try to listen in to that table. You seem slightly more likely to bluff your way closer. But remember that we do not need the information to desperately. Mostly we want to know more about the places where De Habre's and his men live and work so we can sneak around them.

We must not be noticed.

Perhaps it would be enough to go up to the bar, near the end with that table if you can do it inconspicuously, in order to order us another round once you've knocked back your drink. Of course we have to wait for the food and drinks to arrive.

We don't want to wait too long unless they cease their conversation, but we can't approach too soon either. Still, if you drink quickly it may help us be less noteworthy, especially if you have to get a bit closer than the bar allows.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling nods. I dislike lowlander drinks in general - mead is the most tolerable of the many that abound. But if the mission requires it, I shall drink the first with haste in order to request a second closer to the table, he affirms. With that, he looks towards the bar, to see if he can notice them making any progress with their dinners and drinks.

With his general disdain for alcoholic beverages, Yurik is left with some doubt as to whether he can hold his liquor, though.

[Shardan]

Chull grumps, "I'm always on my guard. I just don't like the city much. People as a whole are the most unpredictable and dangerous animal.. "

[Grimlock]

Finnest and Yurik
The tiefling returns with your meals and drinks, Here you are sirs, is there anything else I can help you with? You do look new to the area!

Darrak and Chull
You ride through the town, taking the directions the guard gave you and you soon find yourself approaching The Chancer, a less than reputable looking tavern in a ratehr dingy part of town.
OOCOkay chaps give me either a Perception or Streetwise roll in your next post.

[Shardan]

Perception roll: [roll0]

[Grimlock]

Chull Darrak
As you approach The Chancer, Chull nudges the other dwarf and discreetly points to a non-descript group of 3 or 4 shadowing you as you ride closer. They're generally pretty good at being unseen, but one of them has been less than subtle. They have made no move to intercept or stop you from reaching the tavern, but it is clear they have been trailing you from the gate.
Finnest and Yurik
OOC- apologies- I was reading through my posts for you guys and forgot to add some info, so I'm putting it in now! :smallbiggrin:
As you tuck into your venison and mead you glance over to the group you have been watching and a new detail leaps out at you, they're not all the same. One member of the group is dressed in quite fine clothes and is talking to the others, all of whom seem to have an 'agricultural' bent to their mannerisms and clothing. The discussion seems to be heating up.

[buirechain]

Yurik

As his companion does his best to drink up, Yurik occasionally glances over, trying to see if there are any visible tattoos linking them to de Habre, or any other visual cues that might be of help.


Perception [roll0]

[Shardan]

Chull speaks softly, "what shall we do, then. Lure them to an ambush, or move on to the tavern to see what they want?"

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling finishes his mead, licks his lips with comical emphasis (though he dies a little inside from disgust at the icky lowlander drink) and then stands up, his meal almost totally done, to head to the bar. He sits at the end nearest the table of suspicious characters and calls the barman over. A mead, if you please, sir, he says to the barman, hiccuping slightly with emphasis. All the while, he strains his wilderness-tuned hearing to the conversation on his right.

Perception: [roll0]

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak nods at the tavern. "We should go inside. After all meeting the criminal element is what we're here for."

[Grimlock]

Darrak and Chull
Not letting on that you have spotted the group shadowing you, you continue on to the tavern. As you ride up and dismount a thin, rather greasy looking human sidles up to you,
Shall I take your horses to the stable sirs? He flicks a practiced eye over your mounts.
Finnest and Yurik
Leaving the half-orc to his venison, Finnest weaves his way to the bar. The barman swiftly hands him another mead and as he drinks, turns his freakishly good hearing to the hushed yet animated conversation....
Well we've had enough of this. We did what you said and tried to fight, but it just made thing worse. Stephen had livestock killed, I've lost crops. Even the Jolin's have up an left, and that's something I though I'd never see, the first speaker you hear is clearly angry and frustrated. A second figure starts to speak,
That's right if Ben and Helen are prepared to leave their farm then times ARE bad. There are grumbles of agreement from the others round the table, all of whom have a haggard look and dress is warn, practical clothing.
The first speaker starts again,
What are you going to do about it? What is the Govenor going to do about it? More importantly, why won't he actually speak to anyone!
The only figure not to speak so far, dressed in fine clothes with an unhappy look on his face finally talks.
Please you must remain calm and quiet. ....
Calm and...
Please, he raises a hand imploringly and flicks a gaze around the room. De Habre has people everywhere, we must be below his radar or we will all be done for. Govenor Gray is trying to sort this believe me. We don't know who we can trust, and it is difficult. I rarely see him either. Please, a little more patience...
But how much more money will be taken from us?!You will be reimbursed, I promise you that, just continue to work with me... he tails off and the farmers grumble to themselves. There is a moments pause as all at the table gather their thoughts.
As he eats, Yurik studies the group but sees no evidence of the wolf tattoo.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
Finnest turns his head towards his half-orc companion and tries to gesture at him to come over with subtle movements of his eyes, head and shoulders - accustomed to the almost invisible communications with Acanthya, he hopes that his signal was properly conveyed.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Nodding Darrak slides off his horse landing with a clatter on the ground. After handing the reigns to the human he says, "Aye put them up if you would."

After waiting for Chull to get down as well Darrak heads into the Chancer.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik sighs at the halfling as he grabs his glass and joins his friend at the bar. Doesn't the halfling realize that subtle signals coming from a drunk are much more conspicuous?

Don't get too drunk my friend.

Apparently your signals were too subtle, because for some reason I didn't notice your post earlier.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
Never. In fact, this cursed lowlander beverage may be the only reason you noticed my signals at all - normally, others cannot detect the signals I use. In any case, the riled up group in the corner... they are, in fact, our allies in this. They are the group of farmers who are resisting De Habre's control, and the fancifully dressed one is some manner of contact with the local authorities. This could be our chance to get in contact with Governor Gray. What do you think, Brother? he says to Yurik in low tones, knowing that true whispers carry farther than mere quiet speech.

[Grimlock]

Darrak and Chull
As you push open the door of inn and stroll into The Chancer, you realise you have found the right place. A dark and dingy tavern, full of shadowy dealings and hidden nooks and crannies where many a dark deed has been planned. A few of the patrons flick a glance your way, but most are pre-occupied with their own business.
Although there are a tremendous amount of people drinking, talking plotting around you, through your reading of the ebb and flow of the busy bar, you notice that one figure seems to be controlling the orbit of a steady flow of people, comig and going, stopping by her table for a shorter or longer period of time, there appears to be no standard time. Sizing up the seated figure, you see that she is a genasi, her long legs stretched out infront of her. She has an air of authority about her.
You notice that three of the group who were shadowing you from the gate have slipped into The Chancer, two are lurking behind you, trying not to be noticed adn the third slips up to the genasi sitting at the table.
Finnest and Yurik
As the monk moves over to Finnest, the group continue their quiet conversation at the table.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik motions to the bartender and orders himself another ale, though he doesn't intend to drink it.

What exactly are they talking about? Are you sure that they can be trusted, though? That none of them is a snitch? Our first job is to stay quiet and below the radar. And if we cannot be absolutely certain of these people,it might be best not too talk to them for now, though perhaps we could pay attention to where they, or whichever one has access to Gray, goes. Then we could make contact later, once our friends arrive.

At the same time, Yurik turns his own ear to the conversation.


[roll0] perception
[roll1] insight

[Grimlock]

((OOC- on my phone so a quick post))
Finnest and Yurik
The barman returns with the ale and as Yurik leans back and casts his gaze at the furtive group their discussion is continuing along the same lines, with the well dressed man asking them to be patient and to persevere. His words seem to have an effect and the farmers begin to nod and agree. The monk's finely tuned perceptiveness reveals that the speakers at the table are genuine. However his keen eyes notice that another is paying close attention to those talking and is doing a pretty good job of disguising the fact they are intensely watching and listening. The figure, a teifling woman, well dressed and attractive, sits drinking a glass of wine next to the fire closest to the table.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Friend, it is a good thing we did not approach these people before. While they seem to be honest, there is a tiefling women, drinking a glass of wine, watching them. She may work for de Habre. If we follow her when she leaves, we may learn more of de Habre's organization. We will have to worry about the others later.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
Ah yes, I see her now. Shall we return to our table now, Brother Yurik, and await her departure?

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik nods slightly, and heads back to his table once the bartender has given him his next ale.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Taking in the scene before him Darrak decides the best of course action was simply to wait and see what happened. The men had been following them for a reason. Let them do all the work of squeezing through a crowded bar. He could always approach them later after he was finished eating. Besides he hadn't lied to the guards, they had been on the road all day and he was hungry. Not getting food first would be breaking his cover.

Grinning to himself at his clever rationalization Darrak finds an empty table and sits down. And if there isn't one he finds the one with the most drunk customers and squeezes them out. Then he tries to attract the attention of the bartender.

[Grimlock]

Finnest and Yurik
You head back to your table before someone else nicks it. As you sip/quaff your drinks you observe both the group and the tiefling. Soon the group around the table begins to look less tense and conversation takes a more pleasant turn as general comments are made. It is clear the group are making ready to go their separate ways. The well dressed man makes sure to address each member of the group, talking in a low and earnest voice, reassuring them that all will be dealt with.
As their conversation comes to a halt, you notice the teifling casually down her wine and stand, collecting her coat from the chair back she slips it on and heads for the exit you came in.
Darrak and Chull
As the dwarven duo sit they have to struggle to get service. Eventually a surly looking human comes over. What do you want? Food? Drink? she pauses for barely a second, Come on! I ain't gots all day, I gots people to serve!
As you sit and the waitress talks to you, you notice the two men who were behind you have slipped back out the door and the third man is talking quickly to the seated genasi!

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
Do you want to stalk De Habre's agent or shall I, Brother Yurik? One of us should stay here, to ensure that we've a room to rest in tonight. I have no preference - I am uncomfortable without Acanthya's presence, and combined with my inexperience with lowlander drinks, I may be a suboptimal choice to stalk her, but I will do it if you think it the wiser course.

[buirechain]

Yurik

I think we will want to have rooms within the city wall. If you are worried, perhaps I will follow her. But I rather think we should both follow her as long as it is possible do so we have the best possible chance of not losing her.

Besides, for the next few days, I think we want to be working nights and sleeping days as much as possible.

Although--if one of us does lose her trail early, perhaps they should head back and find the closest inn on the inside of the walls near this gate. We can wait down in the bar until the other arrives.

Yurik stands, leaving a healthy sum to cover the food, drinks, and a tip, conversing as quickly and quietly as possible as he and Finnest follow the tiefling out the door.

[Grimlock]

Finnest and Yurik
OOC
Skill Challenge- Woohoo- first one of the game.
Okay you have some options open to you;
Each turn both of you need to make a Stealth Roll to stay hidden as you follow the tiefling, then you can do oneof the following;
Streetwise- to manoeuvre the streets of Winningham and keep her in sight.
Athletics- to overtake/try to get ahead of her so she can't lose you.
Perception- to see if you can read/predict where she is going.
As a one off you can make a skill check on one of the following, if you get above 13 you can add +2 to any one of either character's major rolls.
History- use your knowledge of Winningham/city design to read where she is going.
Nature- are any urban animals disturbed by her progress and therefore giving clues to her direction?
Insight- what can you read in her body language/ body language of those around her to follow/predict her movement.

You leave The Duke's Favour shortly after the tiefling and see her heading towards the town gate at a steady pace.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik nods to the halfling before slowly drifting away from him, trying to mix in with any available crowds. He adapts a deceptive gait, so that he looks like he is walking much more slowly and casually than he actually is--and so that he does not need to change his gait if the tiefling should look at him.


[roll0] Stealth
[roll1] Perception

I may add a helping roll if it's necessary.

Also, what time of day is it and how tall are most of the buildings/are the roofs of even or uneven height.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak grins glad to be back in his proper environment. Looking at the waitress he says, "Aye that's a hard one lass given that choices. I think I'll have food and drink. But if that's not an option I'll just have a drink."

Once the barmaid has left he takes a casual glance around the bar. Not just for the Genasi, but for anyone customers that look surly. He might need to start a bar fight later to cover their exit and he wanted to pick out the best options now.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling grins savagely as they exit the Duke's Favour. The hunt begins... run while you can, little wolf. Finnest fades into the crowd distant but still within eyesight of Yurik. He plans to discreetly take to the rooftops once inside the gates.

Stealth: [roll0]
Perception: [roll1]

Nature one-off: [roll2] to save a +2 for a harder check later.

[Grimlock]

Finnest and Yurik
Dusk creeps up on the town of Winningham and as you leave the inn it gradually get darker. Buildings are sparse at this stage but as you get closer to the town's gate buildings start to become more prevalent, providing back streets and shadow.
As the tiefling heads off, the monk steps into the moving crowd, his height and bulk hidden through his graceful movement, and as he watches his quarry his knowledge of movement tells him she is bearing to her left as she approaches the gate. The ranger, becomes one with the shadows, almost a ghost as he moves after the woman. Even though his friend knows he is there, Finnest is almost impossible to detect, although he proves less perceptive in predicting her movement
The tielfing passes through the gate and heads down an alley way to her left, weaving in and out of the crowds. You pass through the gate and see the swirling crowds and closelypacked buildings looming above you.
OOC Current Skill Check Status Successes- 3 Failures- 1
In answer to questions, once you're inside the gate the roofs are fairly level, enough to climb along!
Darrak and Chull
The barmaid huffs off and returns a moment later with two mugs of ale and two bowls of what charitably shall be called 'meat stew'. She slams them down on the table and holds out a hand Silver each! adn then stomps off!
Darrak's glance around the bar reveals many people minding their own business but his eyes do fall onto trio of halflings drinking hard at the bar and telling tall tales of their prowess.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
Once inside the walls of the city, the halfling ghosts across the thoroughfare and into an empty alley. He nimbly scales the roof and then stealthily tracks the woman from above.

Stealth: [roll0]
Acrobatics (to climb up): [roll1] EDIT: This should be +2 higher, forgot my racial bonus

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

After paying the barmaid, Darrak makes the meat stew disappear. He had eaten far worse things in his day, and he had long ago learned not to be picky. Finished with his meal he sips at his drink and takes turns watching both the halflings and the Genasi.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik briefly considers scaling and following from the roofs, but for the moment he thinks the crowds will do a better job concealing him--and he thinks he got a glimpse of Finnest climbing to the rooftops himself.


[roll0] Stealth
[roll1] Perception

[Grimlock]

Finnest and Yurik
The halfling ranger flits across the alleyway and scales the buldings easily, owever in his haste to cross the open ground, the tiefling catches sight of his movement and turns for a moment, but spies nothing. She pauses and stares at the people behind her, shrugs and then turns, continuing on her way. Yurik slips from one group of people to another, his height and bulk continuing to prove no obstacle to his stealthiness. Finnest ghosts along the rooftops, following the woman, peering down on her as she walks the streets on Winningham.
OOC
Successes- 4 Failures- 2
Remember Shadow Elf- you have a +2 to add to any other roll- you failed your second stealth roll. Next turn- make another of the rolls either Perception, Athletics, Streetwise.
Darrak and Chull
As you sit and drink your beer, the halflings continue to quaff ale and begin to sing. The genasi finishes talking to the man who followed you and turns to look at you both, she gestures to the man and whispers in his ear. The man walks over to you,Whinna, wishes to speak to you, immediately! He steps back and gestures to the genasi who stares flatly at you.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik catches sight briefly of his halfling comrade and wishes that he could tell the halfling to be more careful; for a second he has to force himself to breathe more calmly and not even think about getting angry. Besides, perhaps if the halfling were to blunder and be noticed, it would make it easier for Yurik to follow the Tiefling.


[roll0] Stealth
[roll1] Perception

[buirechain]

1d20+8 Insight to boost stealth.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
Loose brick, gasps the halfling under his breath as he reaches the top of the building. As he ghosts along the rooftops, he tries to use his vantage to predict her movements, while using the noises of the urban wildlife to mask his movements.

Stealth (/w +2 from Nature) [roll0]
Perception: [roll1]

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Even though this is what he had been waiting for Darrak glares at the man.

"And who would this Whinna be, and why would I care. Can't you see I'm busy here. This ale won't drink itself."

Partly this was to maintain his cover as a wandering mercenary who wouldn't have any knowledge of or interest in the Genasi. And partly he just wanted to finish his drink.

[Grimlock]

Finnest and Yurik
Recovering from his error, the halfling's speed along the rooftops and intuition allows him to follow the tiefling with no difficulty whatsoever, accurately predicting her movements as she heads towards the merchant quarter. Yurik stumbles out from the crowd he is using to mask his presence, standing exposed and awkard. However, he manages to dive for the shadows before the tiefling notices him. He perceptive eyes also manage to predict where she is going. The tiefling leaves the back street and heads onto a larger thoroughfare, weaving amongst street vendors and crowds towards a rather shabby looking inn. You hang back on the roof tops and in the shadows and read the sign hanging above the entrance, "The Chancer". She opens the door and strides inside.
OOC
Successes- 8 Failures- 2 Congrats you passed the Skill Challenge! XP in the OOC thread. What do you do now?
Darrak and Chull
The man sneers down at you,Are you an idiot? I said her name and pointed to the genasi! He reaches over, picks up Darrak's ale and downs it! Now then short arses! No excuse to go and talk to her! He slams the tankard down on the table and glares at the two dwarves!

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik signaled for Finnest to stay hidden on the rooftop for a moment as he circumnavigated the building checking for other possible exits, lest the tiefling be able to leave without their notice. Once he is sure he knows where the exits are, he finds a deserted alley and climbs up to the rooftops to discuss matters with the halfling.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak calmly stands up, looks at the man, and then punches him in the stomach, hopefully causing him severe pain. "You great arsed human, I know who you were talking about, I can see. I was asking who she was in respect to why I should care about meeting her."

Looking the man over again he then proceeds to kick him, "And that's for drinking my ale!"

Also if the man is obviously wearing heavy armor I don't do this as I will probably hurt my hand more than him.

[Grimlock]

Darrak and Chull
Darrak's punch sends the man staggering back into the table behind him, spilling the drinks of the two men and one woman sitting there. One of the men leaps to his feet and shove the man back the way he came, Watch, where the hell you're walking fool! the twice beaten man staggers back towards Darrak, who kicks him hard And that's for drinking my ale!. The kick sends the man to the floor, who causes one of the three halflings making his way from the bar to the latrines to trip and chuck his drink into the face of the waitress who served you earlier. She spins and smacks the halfling in the face with her tray, causing him to stagger back into Darrak and Chull's table, spilling the warden's drink!
Hey! Don' hi' my friend.... one fo the halflings slurs and launches himself at the waitress!
The genasi leaps to her feet and watches with interest. Neither of you spot a tiefling enter the tavern and stand with a look of annoyance on her face as a goblin dashes out of the door to avoid the fight.
OOC
BAR BRAWL Skill Challenge!
Okay Dwarves- You're turn for a skill Challenge!
Each turn you must make an Endurance roll to stay in the fight.
Then make one of the following rolls;
Athletics- weaving amongst your oponents/brawlers you can avoid hits or slip round people to hit them from behind.
Intimidate- Scare the bejesus out of people to either not fight you and run away, or cower to make it easier to hit them.
Streetwise- Use your knowledge of dirty fighting/street/bar brawling to stay of top of the fighting.
You can make a one off roll of one of the following;
Insight- to predict movement/punches of opponents
Stealth- Sneak about in the shadows
Bluff- Trick opponents
Acrobatics- Do something swashbucklingly awsome!
If you get above 13 you can add +2 to any on failed roll!

Finnest and Yurik
As the two of you watch the door to The Chancer swing shut, you hear a shout from inside the tavern and the sound of thuds, followed swiftly by a goblin heading out of the door at speed and legging it up the road! You sumise there is some form of fight happening in the pub, the chances of you being noticed in the pub are slim if there is!

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Laughing Darrak cracked his knuckles and then waded into the developing brawl looking for good opportunities to stir things up some more. As he did he spared a moment to reflect on his missing companions. It was a good thing they weren't here. They didn't seem the types to enjoy a good bar brawl.


Endurance [roll0]
Athletics [roll1]

Insight [roll2]

[buirechain]

Yurik

On second thought, I think we can slip in unnoticed.

Yurik heads towards the inn, indicating for Finnest to follow him in a half minute later. He inwardly groans when he sees the dwarves now engaged in a bar brawl, and wonders why they think that's a good idea. It takes him a little while to realize that it's probably a good way to get in character, to look like a bunch of thieves liable to work for de Habre.

Yurik keeps his eyes away from either of his friends, careful not to make eye contact or otherwise act like he knows them. Glad that no pitchers are currently being thrown at him, or anything else that might make a normal farmer or merchant join in a brawl. Instead he sneaks around the edges and finds a table away from the brawl. He adopts a posture of annoyance and disgust. Gods, who needs a bar brawl? I just wanted a drink after a pitiful day of trading, he mutters.

In reality though, his mind and his senses are actives. He looks around for any hints that anyone here works for de Habre--especially any tattoos and he discreetly follows the tiefling woman with his eyes. He also has his ears open, but he doubts he can hear anything while his friends are making a ruckus.


[roll0] perception

[Grimlock]

((OOC- I rolled for Chull))
Darrak and Chull
The dwarves wade in, Darrak grabs hold of one of the halflings near the bar and launches him at the largest figure in the bar, a Goliath, who turns and grins at the dwarf. Come then little man! he bellows adn kicks out at Darrak's head. Chull ducks beneath a thrown beer tankard and elbows a goblin the face that dared to get too close. As the fight spreads, the genasi moves to the edge of the tavern and watches, alert, it is almost as if she is judging the fight! One man staggers away from the ruck in the centre and spies her and throws a punch which she catches on her forearm and then follows up with a headbut, knocking the man out cold.
OOC
Chull- Endurance- 16 Intimidate- 20.
Success- 4 Failures- 0
Yurik and Finnest
Yurik sneaks in after the tiefling and hugs the walls, there is too much commotion and movement to spot any tattoos on the brawlers, however you do see the tiefling weave her way over to the genasi and talk to her quickly, a combination of quick hand gestures and hurried words, you can tell from the body language that they clearly know each other.
Finnest lurks on the roof top, watching for any new arrivals, he does spy in the disatnce a slow moving group of armoured figures, his keen senses reveal that they are town guardsmen on patrol!

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik prepares himself to follow the Genasi. Perhaps once this brawl is over he could move close enough to over hear her speech without being noticed, but until then there are too many dangers that the tiefling might notice. Perhaps the tiefling will even leave, to be followed by Finnest.

Then again, perhaps the dwarves are trying to attract the attention of this Genasi to be recruited. He will have to see how the scene plays out.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Never one to pass up a direct challenge Darrak ducks under the goliath's kick and slips around behind him. Once there he grabs the nearest heavy chair and swings it at the goliath's back. That would teach him not to mistake dwarfs for puny humans.

Endurance [roll0]
Athletics [roll1]

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling hunter is conflicted. A part of him wants to distract the guards, and thus ensure Yurik's safety. The other part of him wants to sit and watch, and see how the guards interact with De Habre's people. Most of him really wishes he still had Acanthya at his side. In the end, he opts to simply observe - perhaps, as long as Yurik is not implicated in the ruckus inside, the guards' actions will give him some insight into their relation with De Habre.

[Grimlock]

Darrak, Chull
The chair collides with the goliath, who gets knocked to the floor. As he falls, he tucks his shoulder in and rolls, bouncing back up to his feet. He spins his sights set on Darrak. As he turns his face meets with a perfectly timed tankard wielded by Chull standing on a table. This is too much and the goliath falls to the floor dazed, but not unconscious. Suddenly a burst of flame billows over the heads of the brawling mob and everyone freezes. The dwarves look up to see the genasi suddenly next to them, she points at them, You two, with me! She spins and heads towards the exit, not waiting to see if the dwarves follow her.
OOCChull's rolls- Endurance- 21 Athletics-17
Successes-8 Failures- 0- Well done you've passed the Skill Test- far easier than I expected! xp in the OOC thread
Yurik
You watch your allies bring down the goliath but before the fight can continue, you notice the tiefling raise her hand and the air above the mob ignites. As she does this the genasi snakelike weaves through the crowd until she reaches Chull and Darrak,You two, with me!. You see her spin and head towards the door, as she passes you you notice what could be part of a tattoo on her neck, above the collar of her coat. You turn back but the tiefling is gone.
Finnest
The guardsmen get closer, in no hurry to get to the ruckus in the tavern.
As you wait, the noise you can hear from The Chancer suddenly stops and a few seconds later a tall female genasi strides out of the tavern and heads up the street towards the guardsmen.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Looking at Chull Darrak shrugs. "I suppose we should follow her." Then he follows the genasi out of the bar. Throwing the chair at the goliath as he does just for good measure.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik briefly wonders about the tiefling, but even if she were still visible, it might be dangerous to continue to follow her. Perhaps the chancer is a common meeting place, and if it is, he might come back later and find more of the followers of De Habre. But clearly this Genasi is a follower of de Habre and perhaps someone important. It could be worth investigating her and seeing if she can be followed up the chain; perhaps she will lead Yurik to a place worth sneaking around.

Yurik also briefly wonders what Finnest will think of the scene, how surprised he may be.

He follows the Genasi and the dwarves out from a safe distance.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
Finnest will try to determine whether he can see any tattoos with his keen wilderness-trained vision. He will also try to position himself on the rooftops to get a better vantage from which to witness the interaction of Genasi and Guards.

Perception: [roll0]

[buirechain]

Yurik

As he exits, he turns a keen earn towards whatever the Genasi may say.

Forgot to add this before
[roll0] perception

[Grimlock]

((OOC- as you're all outside))
Leaving the unconscious goliath on the tavern floor, Darrak and Chull head out after the genasi and soon catch her up. Without stopping, she speaksYou two handled yourselves well in there. I know all of the fightersof note in Winningham, but I don't know you. She smiles briefly, You double teamed the goliath effectively. She stops and looks at them, You're new, I could use individuals of your talents if you're looking for work...She abruptly stops as the guardsmen arrive...
Finnest flits along the rooftops, darting from shadow to shadow as the sun goes down, following his companions and the genasi, but he is too far away to see any tattoos, he is however witness to their conversation and the imminent confrontation with the guards...
Yurik steps out of The Chancer and as before blends in with the crowds as the sun finally sets. Sticking close to the trio heading up the street he listens in on all of the conversation...
Whinna, murmers the guard leading the patrol, a greying human, you see numerous scars on the forearm of his sword arm;the other 3 guardsmen share a glance at her name and spread out slightly.I see you have some new friends, he indicates the dwarves, Care to tell me anything about trouble in The Chancer? he casually rests his hand on the sword at his waist.
Don't get in my way, Adamson. I have no time for you! Do you really want to try adn stop me? Adamson's hand tightens slightly on his sword, Neen! Finnest's see it first, but the tiefling you have been following steps out of the shadows behind the guardsmen, a strange look in her eyes. Caught between the two women, Adamson takes his hand off his sword and the guardsmen part, leaving a gap down the centre of the street.
Insight- DC 13
Although words are calm you can see a real tension in the guardsmen, you could call it fear in all but Adamson, who is trying to control his hostility. When the tielfing appears as well, you see him almost imperceptably sag before moving out of the way. The other guards are releaved their has been no bloodshed so far

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik continues to follow the group, listening while trying to blend into the crowd - but also while avoiding coming close to the guardsmen. He does wander what the hostility represents; are the guardsmen still loyal to the government? Do they represent an, at least weak, element arrayed against de Habre? Perhaps at some point Yurik and Finnest will have to investigate government officials.


[roll0] Stealth
[roll1] Perception

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
Finnest has an arrow trained on Neen, the tiefling, but otherwise he does not react. He also muses about the relationship of the guards and De Habre's folk. He feels that De Habre probably has the edge on the governor because of a magic superiority. That means that he and his team may be desperately needed to even the odds.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak speaks after they've moved away from the guards. "Hah, I like how you handled those guards. The lot of them looked like a bunch of spineless cowards. Anyway me and my friend here," Darrak indicates Chull, "Are mercenaries. We heard rumors of a potential war so we've been headed to the border. Always lots of work for us in a war."

"But if you've got the gold we'd be more than happy to work for you instead."

[Grimlock]

Darrak and Chull
Whinna breezes past the guards, arrogant contempt on her face as she passes through them. Neen's focus stays on Adamson, before falling into place, flanking the genasi. As Darrak talks, Whinna listens, Yes, most of the guard are pathetic, did you see their faces? I love riling Adamson, she laughs, He'd love to take me on, but he knows he'd lose... he's supposed to be good withthat sword though she muses.
As you walk along the street you turn into a cul de sac and approach an incospicuous looking door. Neen watch for us! The teifling nods adn steps intothe shadows, disappearing from view. The genasi opens the door and invites you in. Let's talk business!
Yurik
You ghost along behind the small group, noticing Adamson's anger and the relief of the other guardsmen at the lack of conflict! You hear their conversation, but as they turn into the cul de sac there are no crowds to hide in. You see Neen vanish and the others enter the building!
Finnest
Tracing the teifling with your arrow, you get the impression that these are two very dangerous women. As the small group moves on, you notice Adamson's anger is not only at the fact he had to back down, but is also directed towards the other guardsmen who didn't seem to back him up.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik doesn't waste time, as soon as he realizes he can't follow them into the cul-de-sac, he moved behind a house on the far side of the street and begins climbing and then tries to see if he can hear or see anything through the windows.


[roll0] Acrobatics
[roll1] perception

[Grimlock]

Yurik
You scale the side of the building with ease and as you hide on the roof top, peering at the building you try to look through windows, but see nothing of the genasi or your allies. There is flickering light from torches being lit on the streets as night has well and truly come, but although you can see into a couple of up stairs rooms you see nothing of interest at all.
Darrak and Chull
The genasi closes the door behind you and you look around to see luxury! You are in a wood pannelled hallway, dark wood and leather showing a tasteful display of wealth. It is deceptive as from the outside the house, although not delapidated, certainly looks as if it had seen better times. Whinna ushers you through the hallway and into a small side room, This way. You walk into what appears to be a study of some kind, but instead of books, a range of weapons array the walls, all glistening in the fire light and well cared for. She strides into the room and turns to look at them.So, as I said, business. I have a problem; my employer all but owns this town, but there are a few who are getting on our way; who can't see the potential we offer this town and the people who live in it. We are always on the look out for potential partners, for those who could contribute a great deal to our organisation. We spotted you as you came in, we are a good judge of ability and the bar brawl backed that up. Have you two worked together long?

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik continues to cling to the eaves where he won't be noticed until he can investigate the house further.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

As they walk through the house Darrak looks around. He is quite surprised by the quality of the furnishings. Not what he expected in this little town. When Whinna starts talking he listens carefully trying to judge what her intent is and then answers, "No me and Chull here met back in the capital. We were both looking for work when we heard the rumors and decided that it would be better to travel together and offer our series as a pair than to go by ourselves. A good thing too we got attacked by some wild animals on our way here."

[Grimlock]

Darrak and Chull
The genasi looks at you quizically? Animals attacked you? Near here? Unusual... she shakes her head and continues, So you don't know each other long then? Hmmm, anyway. If you're looking for work then I have some for you, made all the better that you are new faces in Winningham. Although our organisation is substantial, it can never hurt to have some faces which are unknown to our opponents. She crosses over to a cabinet and pours herself a glass of wine, Drink? Help yourselves. She crosses to one of the walls and runs a gloved hand along one of the blades gleaming there. She turns and rests her back against the wall. There is an individual who is stirring up trouble for us among the local populace. We have levied a small, how shall we say...tax to fund our work in improving the area and protecting the outlying farms and villages...some have protested and have found a voice in a local member of the council, some small time noble,is trying to rally support for them. Why he can't keep his nose out of business which does not concern him I do not know! Her eyes flash in anger, I want his opposition dealt with, it is becoming more than just an irritant. There is gold, but more importantly, mine, and my employer's, good favour. He doesn't need to be killed...just persuaded to mind his own business.
Yurik
Remains on the rooftops, motionless to continue his vigil.
((OOC- Yurik, make a Stealth roll please))
Finnest
The Guards lead by Adamson go down the street and head into The Chancer, you hear the sounds of angry voices and violence, it would seem Adamson is venting his anger on the patrons of the tavern.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling takes out a parchment, scrawls a note on it, and impales it through the middle with an arrow. He fires the arrow at the rooftop above Yurik, and, once he's sure the half-orc has read the note, he heads back towards The Duke's Favour.

The Note:
Returning to The Duke's Favour to secure us rooms and negotiate stabling for your horse, then proceeding out on a walk to meet Acanthya.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik notices the arrow coming in, but isn't so foolish as to try to catch it to prevent it from making noise. He does, however, grab hold of it as soon as it is in place so it's reverbation stop and do not make noise. Then he he grabs and reads the letter as quietly as he can.


[roll0] Stealth

[Grimlock]

Yurik
You snatch Finnest's arrow, muffling the sound; but before you can read it the tiefling you saw earlier steps out of the darkness in the alleyway, her eyes snapping up to the rooftop you are on, alerted by the sound of the arrow, or some form of sixth sense. As she stares up, scrutinising the shadows, you see flames beginning to flicker through and around her fingers. Suddenly she shakes her head and the flames die. She throws one last glance up to the rooftop before dismissing the sound as nothing important, then melts back into the darkness around her.
OOC
Lucky, lucky, lucky Yurik- you just made that Stealth roll! :smallamused:
Finnest
You flit along the skyline, before dropping to street level and making your way back to the busy inn. The streets are relatively busy, but with a different crowd to earlier, these citizens are not work orientated; some are clearly out to get drunk, others that you see, hiding in the shadows clearly have a darker purpose in mind for tonight, but you are not stopped. You pass through the gate and as you approach "The Duke's Favour" and see it is just as bustling and heaving now as it was earlier on. You arrange for the horse to be stabled there on a more permanent basis and then head out to liaise with your beast companion.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
Soon, the halfling is outside easy sight distance of the inn and the city proper. The giant spider whose soul is tied to his emerges from the brush - her fangs are red and slick with blood. Good, sister, you found game to eat. I am sorry you cannot sleep in comfort in the inn - you understand though, I know you do. We may need you very soon, sister - the enemy is stronger than we first believed. He scratches the spider's head and then returns to the inn. He will stay awake and wait for Yurik to return.

[Grimlock]

Darrak and Chull
I have business to attend to this evening which cannot wait. I will be back in two hours. If you like, wait and give me your answer then. If not find me at The Chancer tomorrow morning by 8am. She crosses to a cupboard and unlocks it, sitting inside is a harness with two shortswords attached to it. Whinna slips the harness over her shoulders and turns, the hilts jutting over each shoulder. This is a one time offer, if I don't see you tomorrow I'll assume you are not interested. She rings a small bell, Brin will take care of you should you need anything. Without waiting, she walks out of the study, pauses to speak to someone you can't see and then heads out of the front door.
Yurik
You see the front door open and the genasi you saw with Darrak and Chull walks out, this time she has twin short swords strapped to her back. Without looking back she heads out of the cul de sac and turns left, the opposite direction to where she came from before. You see no sign of Neen the tiefling.
Finnest
Arriving back at The Duke's Favour, the halfing books a room. He is escorted up to the first floor and shown his room, spacious and pleasant with twin beds. He enters, waiting for his companion to return. After 10-15 mins, there is a knock on the door.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling takes his longsword out of the scabbard, and his bow is still strapped to his back with his quiver. He moves up to the door and, trying to initially be non-threatening but ready to react to an attack evasively, he opens it.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik would like the opportunity to act more cautiously, but fate isn't going to give him the chance. The Dwarves are inside this house, perhaps alone, perhaps not. Maybe they will be able to find out it's secrets. And if he has time, Yurik could come back.

But the Genasi looks to be heading off for some trouble, and that might help Yurik find his way further up the food chain in de Habre's organization--or maybe just find out where the Genasi sits. He only wishes he had Finnest with him, and maybe that he knew where exactly that Tiefling went off to. Hopefully she'll stay guarding this house.

Yurik quickly scribbles a note for Finnest on the other side of the halfling's note - "Following the G., back later."

Yurik takes a second to look around, in case he can spot the tiefling or any more clues about what the Genasi is up to. Once he is satisfied that he has as much information as he can gather, he moves out over the rooftops quietly, beginning to follow the tiefling.


[roll0] Perception
[roll1] Stealth

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak's mind is already made up. The possibility of getting paid to do exactly what he was going to do anyway is more than enough. Once the Genasi leaves he discusses the offer with Chull. Taking care to make it seem like he's a simply a mercenary contemplating the latest job. He also takes the time to look around the house, but assuming Chull has no better idea he'll take Whinna up on her offer when she gets back.

Perception for checking the house [roll0]

Edit: Man I hate the way this forum's dice roller works. I'll roll in the OOC.

[Grimlock]

((OOC- retcon in as you feel necessary))
Finnest
You sneak to the door and as you jerk it open, the sight of your bared sword causes the figure in the door way to jump back, holding up his hands in defence. Wait, wait, wait, don’t hurt me; I want to talk to you! I saw you this afternoon in the The Duke’s Favour, you were watching me, you were very good but I’ve been spied on before! As the person babbles you realise he is the well dressed man talking to the crowd of farmers that you and Yurik spied on earlier today, clearly he is more perceptive than he seems.
Yurik
Following the Genasi is no mean trick and she nearly loses you once or twice but your height on the rooftops gives you an edge as you are able to spy her from a reasonable distance. You hide in the shadows as you watch her move swiftly to four tradesmen in the street she walks down, in each shop she spends 10-15 mins and comes out, quickly moving on. From the way she moves you realise she is a consummate predator in this town, sublimely confident in her own reputation and skill. She is stopped by no one and indeed you notice several people get out of her way. As she exits from the last merchant she crosses the street to a market trader, speaks to him quickly and quietly and then heads back the way she came. You trail her and she makes her way back to the house and enters the door, you see nothing of Neen the tiefling.
Darrak and Chull
Once Whinna leaves, you have a few moments to look around the study before a Halfling enters. You glance around the room reveals more of the hidden wealth you saw as you came in. The weapons are clearly of great craftsmanship and if Whinna can use them all then she is a warrior to be feared! You see no papers out, but there is a locked desk in front of the cupboard where she took the short swords from.
There is a gentle cough as the servant enters, My mistress asked if there was anything I could get to you as you wait? He stands patiently in the room waiting for your response, if you ask for nothing then he will wait attentively until Whinna returns.
Aftyer an hour and a half, the door opens and Whinna enters. When she sees you are still present a pleased look crosses her face. So, I take it you are accepting the job then.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling nods. He takes his two-handed sword (well, two-handed for him, hand-and-a-half for a human) and holds it in one hand, point down. He grins his feral grin. I would know your name and job, please, before I let you in.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Protection racket, eh? Yurik says, and makes a note to try to gather information from them when there's nothing else today. Perhaps during the day tomorrow.

He returns to his place and continues to look about for the tiefling (and any hints of what's going on inside).


[roll0] Perception

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak nods, "Aye it sounds like easy money, and I'm always up for a bit an easy job, or at least easier than fighting a way," Darrak chuckles to himself then continues, "Just tell us where he is and how much 'persuasion' you want us to use, and we'll deal with your little problem."

[Grimlock]

Finnest
The human in front of you doesn't look to comforted by the grin the ranger gives him, but doesn't back down. He pulls himself up and speaks, I am Jensen Puredean, member of the Winningham Council, and probably the only honest one left...at least the only one who hasn't been scared off by thugs! He pauses for a moment, I'm taking a risk...but I need your help!
Yurik
Perched on the roof tops you see nothing inside the house, the curtains are drawn and in most rooms the lights are out. As you peer into the darkness, you see Neen step out fo the shadows and walk up to the front door, open it and walk in.
Darrak and Chull
A dwarf after my own heart, easy money it will be as well. She sits down at the desk and unlocks it, taking out a pen adn parchment she writes down the name and description of the man you are looking for. The man I want 'persuaded' is a councilman, called Jensen Puredean, he just is not getting the message. We've spoken, but he will not listen to words, an unpleasant smile crosses her features, maybe actions will be more to his taste. I want him out of this town and never to come back unless he can be more amenable to those who really control Winningham. He can be found most mornings conducting business at The Duke's Favour, an inn just outside the Eastern Gate.As she is talking, you hear the front door open and Neen the tiefling walks into the study. Nothing out there, thought there was, but probably just a bird or something!

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak nods, "Alright then, we'll take care of the councilman tomorrow morning when we know where to find him. Now if you'll excuse us we'll head out. We've got some preparations to make."

Nodding again Darrak heads out and back to the Chaucer to get a room for the night. Then if it's not too late he'll head back to the Duke's favor and check it's layout for the confrontation with Jensen the next day.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling nods. Apologies, Councilman, for my manners. I am still getting accustomed to Lowlander culture. Enter, please. Once the councilman has entered the room, Finnest closes the door. You spotted me, then, well done - but did you spot your more sinister observer, Councilman? And what sort of aid could my companion and I provide? We are but simple hunters come to the big city to stock up on supplies and catch the rumours of the day.

[buirechain]

Yurik

It seems that the tiefling and genasi may stay inside for a while, and it might be good to rendevouz with the dwarf. After looking around and making sure neither of the woman are coming out, and that no one else is paying attention, Yurik climbs down and hurries until he is walking a few yards in front of the dwarves. He doesn't start a conversation, immediately, but he does make sure the dwarves see who he is.


[roll0] Perception
[roll1] acrobatics

[Grimlock]

Darrak and Chull
You leave the house and make your way back to The Chancer, hoping they still have a room. As you walk through the streets, you see a familiar looking half orc walking a few yards ahead of you.
Yurik
You successfully slip off the roof top and merge with the crowd, staying a few paces ahead of the dwarves.
Finnest
Sinister observer? What...? I don't know what you're talking about? There was someone else watching me? The colour drains out of Puredean's face, making him look even more worried if that was possible!

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling nods. Indeed, Councilman. A tiefling called Neen was watching you, but I was watching her. She works for a rather stern and powerful genasi woman. Do you know of them?

[Grimlock]

If you thought the councilman's face was pale before, it is now totally white. Neen....and Whinna, oh Gods! he puts his head in his hands, I'm as good as dead, de Habre has never sent either of the genasi twins or Neen to see me. he begins mumbling to himself If only Belrahem were still here. He'd be able to help. he suddenly stops, takes a deep breath and gathers himself. That bastard hasn't scared me off yet and I won't buckle he snarls. Can you help? I need someone who is an unknown, someone a very bad man doesn't know who can be my eyes and ears in Winningham. I appeal to your sense of justice, but failing that I can pay!

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling grins his feral grin when the councilman finds his nerve. I would need speak with my... how do Lowlanders put it? Ah, yes, associate. You see, we are hunters from the countryside. We are here only to resupply, but though I cannot speak for him, I cannot stand and watch this city fall to ruins. Why don't you wait here, Councilman? My companion should return at some point tonight.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Seeing Yurik in front of him Darrak considers how to proceed. After a few moments he decides on a slightly less direct approach than usual. Nudging Chull with his elbow he proceeds to speak in a slightly louder than normal voice. "Aye aren't we the luckiest pair of dwarves eh. Less than a day in town and we've already got paying work lined up. And easy work too, This DeHabre fellow must be hard up for help if he can't deal with one skinny noble." Darrak laughs heartily, "Yes, this is far better than a war. One quick trip to the Duke's Favor tomorrow and we'll be set. And if we get payed well for this imagine what we'll get payed for real work."

[buirechain]

Yurik

The half-orc turns around.

What a couple of loud mouthed dwarves you are, disturbing a peaceful night, he says when he faces the pair of his companions, and starts to roll up his sleeves as if preparing for a fight. Then more quietly he quickly adds, Does this noble have a name? And do you have a good idea where Finnest and I can investigate further? Did it look like they stored information in that house? Would it be worth investigating when the Genasi and the Tiefling aren't around?

[Shardan]

Chull grunts in agreement with Darrak, but says nothing.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

"Oh so you want to start something, eh Orc. Well me and my friend would be happy to oblige." Darrak adjusts his armor and steps forward as if he's getting ready to continue the fight that started in the bar earlier. In a low voice he continues. "Noble's name is Jensen. The house had a few locks in it, but I don't know what they were protecting. And I don't know much more than that yet. I think this is a test to see if we're reliable. So we haven't been shown anything important yet."

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik places his hands on his hips, and his eyes move from one dwarf to the other sizing them up. Maybe if you two were a little taller the two of you'd equal me, he said, then more quietly. Duke's Favour that's where we're going to be staying. Can you get away meet us there tonight, and we can talk things out in more privacy? Maybe help you figure out what you're going to actually do to this Jensen.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

"Eh you tall ones think you're all that. I bet you couldn't even take one of us. But I like your style and there's no sense having a brawl out here. Can't have a bar brawl without the bar after all." He chuckles at his own joke, "We were just heading to the Duke's Favor. Why don't you join us. Then we can all have a few drinks and decide who equals who properly."

Darrak laughs and in a lower tone continues. "Eh what a coincidence isn't yet. I'll give you one guess where we're supposed to find Jensen."

[Grimlock]

Darrak, Chull and Yurik
A crowd starts to gather round the trio; some look a little worried, others quite excited by the prospect of a street brawl between two dwarves and large half-orc. One enterprising urchin starts to offer odds on who would win and begins to take bets as the three of you raise the stakes of your 'argument'.
The gathering attracts the attention of a couple of guards who look over, but seem reluctant to get involved. As your argument seems to come an amiable conclusion there is almost a sigh of disappointment from the crowd and the urchin vanishes into the back streets, leaving a string of angry bystanders out of pocket.
You begin to make your way through the streets and the guards breath a sigh of relief. Soon you find yourselves in the courtyard of The Duke's Favour, a bustling hubbub greets you and you notice that three merchants wagons have arrived and are pulled up next to the stable block.
Finnest
Puredean stops his pacing and sits down, clearly anxious and you can easily read the emotions running riot across his face; hope, fear and the desperate look of a man who hopes he hasn't made a huge mistake. Do you think your friend will be long? I don't want my wife to worry and the longer I am away from the house, the more likely something bad will happen.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
He should not be long. He is just, ah... purchasing some supplies. In this room, Councilman, I can ensure your safety - this sword and bow are not just for appearances' sake.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik motions for the two dwarves to wait for a minute while he asks the bartender where his friend, the halfling is and then goes up to the room. There's no use in being too obvious that they are working together.

However, he is surprised that the halfling is not alone. I've brought our friends so we can talk over what we've done...who is this? You're one of the men we saw talking before, trying to decide how to deal with de Habre, right?

[Shadow_Elf]

Finenst
Ah, you have returned, friend. This lowlander approached our room seeking aid. He is known as Councilman Jensen Puredean, and though he lacks the political might, he wishes to move against this "de Habre". He turns to the councilman. My apologies, Councilman, it was rude of me to do your introduction, I think. I am still adapting to your lowlander customs. Please, explain your predicament.

[buirechain]

Yurik

If Yurik weren't a monk, he would have had a hard time not laughing.
Councilman Jensen you say? I'm sorry to interrupt, but a pair of our friends will be up here in a minute. Do not be scared, but they have been hired by de Habre's organization to take care of you. They're undercover, spying for our side though, so they won't really do it. We'll just have to figure out what they will do.

[Grimlock]

Jensen Puredean leaps to his feet as Yurik walks in. He recognises the half-Orc from before and waves away Finnest's appology at the introduction. As he is about to explain his circumstances to the monk, Yurik interrupts him. What? Your side? Spying? What is going on? he turns to Finnest, You said you were hunters! Who are these friends of yours and who are you? He stands up straight, glaring at the pair in front of him for a moment before sighing,I can't be fussy though, I need help.
Meanwhile, downstairs, the dwarves find themselves in another bar, although it is a much nicer than The Chancer. A serving maid hurries past and smiles at then, I won't be long sirs, I'll take your order shortly.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling looks to Yurik briefly for approval before explaining. ((OOC: If the others don't want Finnest to explain, we can ret-con this post))
Councilman, the lie was necessary. I was uncertain I could trust you. Now, it seems we have little choice. We are agents of His Grace, send to excise the plague that is de Habre from this city. If you can help us achieve this, then our mission shall be made easier.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak finds someplace to sit where he can watch the entire bar while he waits for Yurik to come back. After all if he was going to be coming back here in the morning he needed to know where all the exits were so Jensen wouldn't be able to bolt. Then not being one to waste an opportunity he orders a drink.

[Grimlock]

You are from his Grace? From the Duke? Oh thank the Gods! A look of pure relief spreads across his face. We do have help. He looks around, Where are you friends? We must plan what we are going to do.

[buirechain]

Yurik

I will beckon them Yurik says. He briefly steps outside the door and makes eye contact with the dwarves long enough to motion them to join them in the room, but he doesn't wait for them to make their way across the bar before reentering the room himself.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak looks around to see if anyone appears to be watching them. And then he heads over to see what Yurik wanted.

[Grimlock]

The dwarves leave the bar area and head upstairs towards the room Yurik headed back into after beckoning to them.
As they walk in they see a rather harrassed looking human in fine robes accompanying their allies.
The human speaks, Is this them? Are these your allies?

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak looks at the human at takes a few moments to compare him to the description they had received. "This is Jensen isn't it. That was fast work Yurik. Now Jensen I'm afraid you're going to have to leave town."

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling gives them a quizzical look. Leave town? Yurik did not mention this in his briefest of reports. The Councillor is a potential ally in the coming conflict, right? Why send him away?

[buirechain]

Yurik

Yurik hold up his hands. There's much to discuss here. We haven't reached a decision. I only got a brief report from Darrak and Chull, but they've been asked to scare the Councilman out of town in order to infiltrate de Habre's organization--so we can figure out how to undermine it. He takes a deep breath. And it seems that Jensen's continued presence can also help us undermine de Habre.

We certainly aren't going to hurt Jensen, but we can gain things by having him leave and other things by having him stay. Perhaps he can leave until the rest of our party return? Giving Darrak and Chull time to further infiltrate de Habre's organization. Then he can return once their deception is no longer necessary? Or, would your contacts be willing to accept you, Darrak and Chull, if you managed to convince him to stop working against de Habre? Again, just for a couple of days.

Or does someone else have another plan?

[Grimlock]

Jensen, looks startled by Darrak's gruff command to leave, but then calms down when Yurik starts to lay out other options. Hmmm, I'm not sure about agreeing to not work against de Habre. I have stood against him for months, if I was suddenly to cave in now, would that not look suspicious? If need be, I have a house in the country, my family and I can go there for a few days if that would help?

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
He nods. It would, I think. We need to... ah... my mastery of this tongue fails me. Legitimize?... the reputation of our dwarven companions. They will have a much easier time infiltrating De Habre's ranks if the genasi thinks they succeeded in driving you out of town, Councilman.

[Grimlock]

Jensen nods enthusiastically, If Whinna has set you a task and you complete it, it will be your key into opening the doors of de Habre's organisation. When do they want you to confront me?

[buirechain]

Yurik

Darrak said tomorrow morning, I believe. But they were coming here to scout out the inn. If they were to accidentally run into you tonight, without seeming suspicious, that might work just as well. And it would give the dwarves a little extra time.

[Grimlock]

The councilman nods his head, That could work, I could be here seeing a petitioner and you guys bump into me and drive me away...it would certainly impress Whinna that you dealt with her problem so efficiently.

[ArcaneStomper]

Darrak

Darrak nods. "Yes, that is a good idea. We weren't given a specific time frame, just told to convince you to leave as soon as possible. Still we don't need to move too quickly. Whinna told us that you frequented this inn in the mornings and there's no reason for her to believe we would have run into you so quickly. So she won't be expecting us back until later tomorrow at the earliest. If we report success earlier than that it might almost be more suspicious than if we took some time."

[Grimlock]

I see, you mean play her game and 'meet' me here tomorrow morning? You can see a strange light in Jenson's eys, almost as if he's enjoying this. This could work, at last, getting someone inside de Habre's organisation could bring him down.

[Grimlock]

Agreeing to deal with the 'problem' of Jensen Puredean tomorrow, the councilman leaves quietly and unobtrusively, heading back to his own home to make arrangements to leave Winningham. The dwarves make their farewells to their allies and leave the inn, heading back into town, heading for The Chancer, while Yurik and Finnest bed down for the night.
You all have a restful night's sleep, although at one point Darrak and Chull were woken by someone singing loudly, and out of key.

***
Dawn breaks and begin your plan. Finnest and Yurik wake and are offered breakfast dowstairs in the main tavern room.
Shortly after they sit down Jensen walks in, ignoring them completely, and heads to the same table he was at yesterday; clearly his usual place of conducting buisiness. A member of staff brings him a cup of coffee and almost instantly he is confronted by a worried looking woman, who sits opposite him and begins to talk intently to him.
Darrak and Chull awake and are offered...beer...for breakfast, because cook didn't show up this morning. You make you way out of town and head to The Duke's Favour. You walk in to see Yurik and Finnest eating and your target in deep conversation with a woman at a table in the back of the inn.

((OOC- If you want to retcon in anything- ie not go down for breakfast etc, put it in your next post))

[buirechain]

Yurik

Minor Retcon. I just meant to ask him something. I got the reply window open yesterday, and then I forgot about it.:smallfrown:

Jensen, while my dwarvish friends are infiltrating, Finnest and I are interested in looking around a bit more quietly. We're good at sneaking around quietly, maybe breaking and entering de Habre's property, or at least shadowing his people. Can you suggest any likely targets?

[Grimlock]

*The night before*

Well, the best place to enquire for such things is an inn called The Chancer, I've seen many of his agents in there, especially the genasi Whinna and her twin brother Duggan. As for other locations, I don't know. I know he owns 2 or 3 town houses, bought through front men and women, making them respectable properties. He grimaces over the word respectable. Some of the guard are on his pay roll, but I'm not sure who. Some however, have remained loyal to the city. I would bet good money that a sargeant, Adamson by name, is honest...but it might be a trick. At least he seems outraged by what is happening here. I'm sorry I can't be more help.
*back to present day*

[buirechain]

Yurik

Well, Finnest, what do you think we should do? Should we try to find this Adamson?

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling nods. A potential ally. I think we need all of those that we can find. Let us leave immediately and find him.

[Grimlock]

Finnest and Yurik
You finish up your breakfasts and as you stand to leave the inn and head off to find Adamson, your dwarven allies enter. Ignoring them, you head out of the main entrance and head back towards the Eastern Gate.
There is a relatively large crowd of people heading into the town to conduct their daily business, but even through the hustle, you can detect the undercurrent of fear and discontent among the people. Passing through the gate and the two guards on duty, you soon find yourself near the route which took you towards The Chancer last night.
Darrak and Chull
As you enter the inn and look around, Jensen flicks a quick glance in your direction, then looks quickly back to the woman he is talking to, not stopping his converstion. The halfing and half-orc brush past you as they exit, heading out into the weak morning sun.

[Shadow_Elf]

Finnest
The halfling turns to his taller companion. How should we proceed, Brother? I know lowlanders are fond of a social hunt - they talk and they bargain their way to their quarry. I prefer a traditional hunt, but finding a specific guard in this city would be like... I think a lowlander would liken it to searching for a needle one has lost in a stack of hay. Not easy, in other words.

[buirechain]

Yurik

Having settled on a plan to approach another guard and pretend that he and Finnest need to discuss a fine with Adamson, Yurik begins wandering the streets slowly, waiting to find a guard, hopefully by himself or only in a small group.