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Post by badpixie on Mar 29, 2013 10:23:58 GMT -5
Ghalle nods, and makes her way to a general chandlers, procuring a length of rope and a grappling hook, as well as a small prybar [[adjust cash]]. Stuffing these into a satchel she then made her way to Copper Plaza, and thence to the vicinity of the tenement.
Finding a quiet place to wait in a nearby alley, she settle down to watch.
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Post by mister frau blucher on Apr 5, 2013 13:25:57 GMT -5
Ghalle follows the directions easily. Darkness creeps across the streets by the time she passes the Copper Plaza. A number of aged, worn statues, made from copper, leer down at her. Many eyes watch as she walks, but no one approaches.
The walls close in beyond the Plaza, and then give way to an even more rundown section of the city. You wonder if the guards ever venture this way.
You locate a tall tenement, four stories, with a line of gargoyles hulking atop. Their eyes...no, a trick of the failing light. You spy a few nooks across from the building. Most are inhabited by beggars or worse, but one is vacant. You wander there and sit down with your back to the wall, but all your senses alert. You are focused on the tenement.
Lights come on in the upper floor.
You wait further. Dirty, furtive figures pass down the street at regular intervals. A gang of loud youths enters the area, and they lean against a wall near you. After a few moments, one sees you. He and two others leave the gang and approach you. As they near, and see your weapons and armor, they seem to lose a bit of nerve. But one pipes up.
"Well, well. Looking for a place to live, honey? Why have you chosen our turf?"
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Post by badpixie on Apr 7, 2013 6:24:04 GMT -5
Ghalle grins, displaying her enlarged canines. "Looking to make some cash-for one night only, never fear."
She appraises the youths, looking them up and down.
"Hmm: I was considering some local help-you look a bit young though. Not sure if you could handle it though. What do you have to offer?"
((Ghalle is ready to act swiftly and descisively if need be-stalker skill-with a readied weapon concealed by a cloak drawn over""
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Post by mister frau blucher on Apr 7, 2013 11:26:05 GMT -5
The foremost laughs nervously. "What do we have to offer? That is funny, eh, comrades?" The other two youths laugh nervously as well. Their leader continues.
"We offer nothing, only take. For instance, that fine cloak you are wearing. Will you not offer it to us, as a token of respect for entering our turf?"
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Post by badpixie on Apr 9, 2013 17:50:33 GMT -5
"This cloak? Are you sure? "
Ghalle gestures as if to move it, then whips out at one of the youths with the readied morningstar.
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Post by mister frau blucher on Apr 12, 2013 12:08:50 GMT -5
OK, we'll give you the initiative (not surprise, as they were kinda expecting something). Go ahead and make you attack and damage rolls.
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Post by mister frau blucher on Apr 26, 2013 12:06:47 GMT -5
[invisible castle is back up, badpixie, roll for hit and damage when ready.]
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