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You reach into your cloak, hand slipping past the event horizon of the strange storage space that lies inside. You find one of the unattuned brooches pressed into your palm and you present it to Demetrios with a dramatic flourish. “This, my friend, is for you.”

He raises an eyebrow, glancing from the brooch to you. He doesn't reach out to snatch it with as much enthusiasm as you'd been expecting. “What is it?” Oh, right. Explaining things is important to most people. “It's a communication brooch. I bought it off of a traveling merchant that goes by Sadik. It allows anyone attuned to the network to communicate with each other as needed from any distance. My companions and I use these and there haven't been any side effects.” Well, that's not entirely true. Some headaches but that's pretty minor.

Demetrios picks it up warily. He goes about looking at it from a few different angles, channeling some vys into it, and poking and prodding it for a few minutes. You're starting to get a little offended by the time he finally pricks his finger on the needle and passes it back to you. Did he really think you'd give him an artifact that would hurt him? You go through the motions of attuning his brooch to yourself and your brooch to him, you're rewarded by the now somewhat familiar sensation of a channel opening in the back of your head, accessible with a thought.

{See? Isn't this just incredibly useful? This way I can take on an advisory role and you can contact me at the drop of a hat if anything goes wrong.}
(1/3)

There is a brief delay before he responds.

{Gods above, this feels odd. Still, I see what you mean. Incredibly useful.}

You scrawl your name across the bottom of the contract in elaborate, flowing Samjan script. The profits will be split fifty-fifty, with him running most of the day to day and consulting with you on big decisions. The two of you part ways amicably and you set off to your suite to await the return of your compatriots.
>New Wealth: 849 silver (34gp, 339sp); Well Off, though the finer things may be too much for you to afford.
>Congratulations! You've invested in Siege! First Edition!

On your way back to the suite you feel a tendril of thought snake its way to the forefront of your mind, Profectus voice coming through the connection clearly.

{Gods... oh gods you've got to help us! The plot's been found out!}

Chyssa practically screams through the connection. {What?! What did you do?! I'll string you up by your entrails and watch the buzzards pick yo-!}

For a moment, the two of them are trying to shout over one another inside your head. It's an extremely confusing, and as you find out, migraine inducing experience. You cut in forcefully with.

{Everyone shut the fuck up!}

Silence. Blessed silence. You'd like to just take a moment to bask in it but Profectus breaks the quiet.

{Shit, I was just joking. No need to take it to such a dark place, Chryssa.}

{Don't joke like that! I'm in the middle of City Hall, you could of actually compromised the mission!}

{Well... I'm sorry. That was my bad. Anyway, the real reason I wanted to contact you is because me and Fulvia-}

{Fulvia and I.} Chryssa corrects him.

{-...Me and Fulvia are on our way back.}

(2/3)
{-...Me and Fulvia are on our way back.}

>>31368556
lmao.. I thought shit was about to go sideways real fast.

With that, the connection is severed. Gods above, Profectus can be a cheeky little bastard sometimes. It probably would've been funnier, and far more dangerous, if he'd tried that in person. You absentmindedly wonder if Chryssa always gets so... murder-y when she gets angry. It wouldn't surprise you, considering she's ripped the heads off of constructs and taken on horrible, twisted abominations with nothing but her bare hands and a knife in the time you've known her.

It isn't long after returning to your suite that Profectus and Fulvia walk through the door, Fulvia carrying a large canvas sack while Profectus' hands are empty. That seems rude, then again Fulvia is probably a lot stronger than Prof.

“Rope, grappling hook-” Prof reaches carefully into the canvas sack, pulling out a thick glass vial of some bubbling green liquid. You don't see any obvious way to open the vial, since it's sealed at both ends. “-Sleeping gas. Smash this on the ground and the liquid inside rapidly evaporates, filling the room.” He pulls out a few other items, a blowgun, and a dozen or so darts. He takes a little more time producing the leather armor, which was stuffed haphazardly inside the sack. He tosses it to you for inspection, and your cursory glance seems to suggest it's suitable enough.

>Go down to the training room and practice.
>Meditate on the balcony, center yourself.
>Just sleep, you're still weakened after taking that spice.
>Write-in

>(Unless an action requires more extensive interaction, I'll probably timeskip to tomorrow night.)

>>31368724
>>Go down to the training room and practice.


BTW can we learn the metal school as a basic? Or do we have to have a metal book first. Cause the thought of not going insane is really quite nice.

>>31368724
Finally caught up in the archives, now I can participate.
>Just sleep, you're still weakened after taking that spice.

>>31368724
>Just sleep, you're still weakened after taking that spice.

>>31368832
You could certainly attempt it, but I'd probably tack on some negatives for not having anything to go off of. Some heavy negatives if nobody has any good ideas for metal meditation.

>Just sleep
Writin'

>>31368832

What was the reason for "metal no insanity again?"

>>31368911
Hey Soma those 5 books we got last thread aren't in the pastebin.

>>31368724
>>Just sleep, you're still weakened after taking that spice
Maybe tell them about our cloak.

>>31368973
The Metal school of magic host mostly antimagic, reinforcement, and actual manipulation of metal. It would help to guard your mind against outside influences, and thus prevent further deterioration. (Un)fortunately, it wouldn't reverse any damage already done.

>>31368982
On it.

>>31369020
Then maybe we should get on that sometime soon.

>>31369185
That should be a priority for now. after the Lord assassination.

You hang around for a while to chat with Profectus and Fulvia. You think the nerves are starting to set in, at least for your non-artificial companions. Profects keeps running his fingers through his hair, and you find yourself drifting off more often than usual. Eventually the conversation peters out and you excuse yourself, retreating into your bedroom to try and catch some shut eye.

You have some trouble getting to sleep. You keep replaying the memory of that night in the bar, when you first met Lord Spiros. He was a dour, withdrawn man. Said maybe two words the entire night. From what the Archmagos told you, you find it unlikely he has any sort of family or children. He spends his evenings either working or in that bathhouse. You decide it's unlikely anyone will miss him, which provides you some small comfort. He's seemed something of a joyless automaton. It isn't long after that you drift off to sleep.

Once you finally fall asleep, it's heavy. The sleep of the dead. You don't wake up until the following afternoon You drag yourself lazily out of the silk sheets, finding Fulvia in the kitchen with her hands folded politely in her lap. You hear water running in the bathroom. “Chryssa is meditating on the balcony, and Profectus has elected to bathe after my urgings. It is currently four hours and fifty seven minutes past noon. I would recommend leaving at six to stake out City Hall and wait for the Steward's return.”

She pauses for a moment, before tacking on. “There is some soup in the oven being kept warm, if you'd like a meal.” Well, soup sounds wonderful for breakfast. You ladle yourself out a bowl and then take a seat across from Fulvia. As you finally start to actually wake up, you realize something.

(1/2)

>>31369502
Nah, not a priority, just something to add to the list.

The twisting, clawing ache in your gut has vanished. Your headache is gone. You can sense that your reserves of vys have been replenished, and no longer does life seem to bleed out of you as if water through a sieve.
>Vys Pool: (25/25)

After you've finished breakfast you get yourself dressed, stuffing your Grandmaster robes into your cloak and doing the same with your Centurion Armor. Then you pull on your leather armor and throw your cloak over your shoulders dramatically. You've really enjoyed doing that lately, for some reason. Before you gather your companions to leave, you cast one final look around the room to make sure you've collected all of your possessions. After confirming that yes, you got everything, the four of you set out.

On the way to City Hall, which is visible from just about any point in the city due to its position at the top of the mountain, Chryssa briefs you on possible locations your group could hide out and wait for the Steward via communication brooch.

>There is a tavern with a clear view of the entrance to City Hall. The four of you could camp out there and know as soon as he enters City Hall. However, you might attract attention.
>There is an empty house on a street bordering City Hall with a clear view of the Steward's Bedroom. Less conspicuous than the tavern, and you'd know the moment he went to sleep. Just not what he's doing before then.
>There is a servant's entrance on the South-Western edge of City Hall, directly beneath the Steward's Balcony. It would get you the closest to the Steward and it didn't seem terribly well traveled, but there is still the chance of discovery.

>>31369529
one wait in the tavern, the other in the empty house

>There is an empty house on a street bordering City Hall with a clear view of the Steward's Bedroom. Less conspicuous than the tavern, and you'd know the moment he went to sleep. Just not what he's doing before then.

>>31369529
>There is an empty house on a street bordering City Hall with a clear view of the Steward's Bedroom. Less conspicuous than the tavern, and you'd know the moment he went to sleep. Just not what he's doing before then.

>>31369529
>There is an empty house on a street bordering City Hall with a clear view of the Steward's Bedroom. Less conspicuous than the tavern, and you'd know the moment he went to sleep. Just not what he's doing before then.

>>31369529
>>There is an empty house on a street bordering City Hall with a clear view of the Steward's Bedroom. Less conspicuous than the tavern, and you'd know the moment he went to sleep. Just not what he's doing before then.

>>31369516
Do you understand that we will be using the spice again. the sooner we become a more attuned with metal the better our mind can handle the spice.
The spice is in all likelihood not in circulation due to the crazy it causes.

>>31369529
>There is an empty house on a street bordering City Hall with a clear view of the Steward's Bedroom. Less conspicuous than the tavern, and you'd know the moment he went to sleep. Just not what he's doing before then.

also

>Grandmaster robes

>>31369529
>>There is an empty house on a street bordering City Hall with a clear view of the Steward's Bedroom. Less conspicuous than the tavern, and you'd know the moment he went to sleep. Just not what he's doing before then.

>>31369687
The spice is not in circulation because it is crazy rare and super dangerous and only grow in a crazy dangerous place. And it is ancient as fuck.

But yeah we should learn some metal before trying the Spice again.

>>31369692
Crap.
I'll get my QM's cap on the right way eventually, Anon. Just let me boot up for a while.

>Empty House
Writin'

>>31369529
>>31369628
We should put someone around to give info about stuff happening around.
Fulvia or Chryssa could make good lookout or Prof could try and make a diversion of some kind

>>31368556
>could of
uhm...
I love you Soma. Please don't do that.

So did demetrios just hear about the entire plot to kill Spiros?

>>31370040
Nope, with the exception of Fulvia (who can hear anything said on the networks linked to your brooch), nobody the message isn't meant for can ease drop.

>>31370078
That's useful.

>>31370078
>Fulvia hear them all
That robot will be the doom of us all, i tell you.

>>31369786
I'd rather Fulvia do it. im sure her energy levels have stabilized and possibly replenished.
btw >>31369529
can she disguise herself? considering it's just a projection can she project anything else onto herself.
>>31370078
so essentially she can hear all of our thoughts if we're sending them to some one else?

>>31370157
yeah uh whatever dude
your beautiful robot waifu is perfect
accept it

>>31370078
Wait so we can't direct message shit to individual people? There goes my plan to send thoughts to Fulvia to fuck with her

>>31370163
only if we're sending them to others.

>>31370191
Yes we can.

And no we're not.

>>31370191
No, you can. You could direct thoughts specifically to Fulvia and only Fulvia would get them. It's just when you direct thoughts specifically to say, Profectus, she can also hear those.

>>31370240
>not wanting to send lewd thoughts to see how her ai reacts lewd

>>31370243
Would say being a metal vatis let us control what she is able to hear?

>>31370282
No

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You decide that the empty house is your best bet. It doesn't take long to get there, and while City Hall itself is surrounded by a high stone wall (Lined at the top with iron spikes, you note) the streets bordering are largely empty. You see a few people here and there going about their business, but nobody pays you any attention as you make your way to the abandoned house.

It's pretty clear this place hasn't been inhabited in a long while. The windows are broken and boarded up. The steps up to the porch are sagging and rotted. Weeds cover the lawn and the twin fountains out front have collapsed into ruin. The backyard is fenced in, though the gate leading into the backyard has long since fallen off its hinges and animals seem to have dug under the fence in several places. You take a quick glance around before picking your way along a cracked stone walkway into the backyard.

It seems this place isn't completely abandoned. As you turn the corner into the back yard proper, you see that some chairs have been set up around a central fire pit. The fire pit in question probably used to be a fountain, but the statue that should be its center has long since vanished and the fountain bed is full of ash, burnt charcoal, and a few scattered branches. It doesn't look like anyone has been here recently, but it's probably been turned into some kind of meeting spot for neighborhood kids to do... whatever it is teenagers do in abandoned houses.

You creep your way up the back steps and push open the elaborate wrought iron and glass door. Slipping inside, you find yourself in some sort of den. A fire pace sits against the opposite corner. Various chairs, dressers, love seats, and other furniture pepper the room. An old stained, torn up rug sits slightly askew in the middle of the floor. To your left lies a stairwell up to the second floor. To your right, billowing curtains separate this room and the kitchen.
(1/2)

In the murky gloom, you note that your cloak seems to fray at the edges. It becomes... less corporeal, less real. More a wreath of shadow eclipsing your form than any sort of actual garment. Stepping in front of one of the beams of light cast by the setting sun through the boarded up windows causes the cloak to snap sharply back into focus. Curious.

>Explore, make sure this place is deserted.
>Just make for the second floor, the less time you waste the better.
>Write-in

>>31370284
You'd need to experiment to know for certain, manipulating artifacts is risky at best.

>>31370402

>Explore, make sure this place is deserted.

>>31370402
>Explore, make sure this place is deserted.
sweep the first floor then we're getting the the 2nd eventually.

>>31370402
>Explore, make sure this place is deserted.

>>31370402
>>Explore, make sure this place is deserted.

>>31370402
>>Explore, make sure this place is deserted.

>>31370402
>>Explore, make sure this place is deserted.

>>31370402
so it looks like we can hide in shadows, we should channel Vys into this.

>>31370381
>>31370402
I wonder if Ricky is able to manipulate the cloak to some extent, beyond being our otherworldly inventory manager.

Or if he can recognize owners, what would happen if someone sticks their hand in without our permission? Definitely up for experimentation.

>>31370543
We already tried that.

>>31370402
>Have Fulvia explore this floor to make sure it is deserted
>Keep on moving upstairs.
Why haven't you people split to watch the target and the place from more angles?
Well, that's past but at least lets be efficient from now on. There is no sense in sneaking around while sticking together.

>>31370606
We didn't have Vys to make it do anything, so we actually haven't tried it yet.

>>31370551
we should stick in fulvia.
with out letting Ricky know see how he reacts. then once again after letting Ricky know some one wants something.
See if he hands it off, or prepares to eat their hand.

>>31370628
We could try it again later

>>31370635
you mean stick fulvias hand in.

>>31370654
Yes.

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Exploration would probably be wise. After all, you don't want to be getting ready to run off and assassinate Lord Spiros only to run into a crowd of kids. Then again, you'll probably look like some sort of vicious, incorporeal wraith descending from the floor above to feast upon the souls of bad children. That might actually be hilarious, come to think of it.

You start with the kitchen. It's fairly bare bones. Someone has moved a table into the room and a few bottles of wine lay scattered around the floor. An image of a naked woman has been pinned up to the wall above the kitchen counter. Quite well drawn come to think of it, really the detail is down right impressive. The stern, disapproving, and blood stained scowl of the house's former owner next to it somewhat distracts from the quality of the artwork. Indeed, dried blood just coats the kitchen counter. The optimist in you says they must have been preparing some kind of animal to cook at the fire pit. The cynic in you says this is obviously some kind of cult hide out and you're about to be sacrificed to a foreign god.

You check the cabinets for anything of note, but they're empty except for a hookah pipe and a few bags of pipe weed. An inferior brand, you note. Your master always declared that the only good pipe weed was Genuine Elaudian, harvested on the plantations of Eastern Pidjata. These poor chumps are smoking some local Provincial blend. It's probably actually tea or something. You do them a favor by tossing it out the window, then move on to the next room.
(1/2)

>>31370805
OP?

>>31370938
it has been just 5 minutes.

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You find yourself in some sort of foyer. One wall is completely dominated by a mural depicting old men in various stages of health, their faces enshrined below in the form of marble bust. You assume this is some sort of shrine to the house's ancestors. This room actually seems in relatively good repair, only a few broken chairs strewn across the floor. A few of the bust are cracked or missing noses. The room is joined to what you assume is the formal dining room, the long polished oak table cracked in half and the chairs missing. You do another quick run through the first floor, making sure you didn't miss any doors, and then set your eyes on the second floor.

You make your way carefully up the steps, though you're pretty sure a stray feather landing on these things would still make them creak as if a giant was stomping his way upstairs. When you reach the second floor, you're faced with only a narrow hallway. There are five doors, two on either side and one at the end, as well as a hatch on the ceiling hanging half-way open and leading up to what you assume is the attic. You have Chryssa check the attic while the rest of you explore the rooms on this floor.

You open one of the doors, finding yourself looking into a bedroom. The sheets are moth eaten, and the entire place smells vaguely moldy and wet. Judging by the various rotting stuffed animals scattered around the room, this was a little girl's room. There is a single window here, and you take the time to peek outside. You find yourself looking directly at Lord Spiros' balcony, and you even have a pretty good view into his bedroom. It's as spartan as you would expect, though you feel an odd sort of irritation just looking at it. It's like its moving rapidly, or flickering. Hurts the eyes to look at. Perhaps the effect of some sort of artifact?
(2/3, I lied)

>>31371041
sounds like a projection to anyone viewing from the outside.
If it is, just as we can see inside anyone on the inside might just be saying "wtf is that peasant doing in that abandoned house looking at me/or us."
You know like our clock except instead of not seeing anything it has a picture.

Someone taps you on the shoulder, and you jump involuntarily. Fortunately it's just Chryssa. “The attic is empty. A few empty wine bottles and an old mattress are the only things up there.” What a terribly unromantic place to put a mattress. “You know, you could of just told me that through the brooches.” She cocks her head to the side contemplatively. “I suppose I could've. I'll keep that in mind.” You nod, and go on to check the other rooms. They're similarly abandoned. There is a master bedroom, another kid's bedroom, and a office of some sort. Lots of papers strewn about, a tipped over desk. Finally a bathroom, the faucets snapped off and tile cracked. Nothing terribly interesting.

Satisfied that the place is abandoned, the four of you hole up in the bedroom which overlooks Lord Spiros' balcony and bedroom. You probably have a few hours to kill...

>Search the Office, see if you can't find anything of interest.
>Just sit and chat with your companions. Get to know them a little better. Tell stories.
>Try to figure out what the hell is up with that shimmering, or flickering, or whatever it is.
>Meditate, this will be the first person you've ever actually killed, and you're still a little uncomfortable with that.

>>31371174
>>Try to figure out what the hell is up with that shimmering, or flickering, or whatever it is.

>>31371174
>>Try to figure out what the hell is up with that shimmering, or flickering, or whatever it is.

>>31371174
>>Try to figure out what the hell is up with that shimmering, or flickering, or whatever it is.

>>31371174
>Try to figure out what the hell is up with that shimmering, or flickering, or whatever it is.

We could always come back later to search the Office if need be.

>>31371200
we need to learn manipulate to be able to fuck with things.
Ranged + manipulated could have solved this issue easily but nope.

>>31371174
>>Search the Office, see if you can't find anything of interest.
>>Try to figure out what the hell is up with that shimmering, or flickering, or whatever it is.

>>31371174
>>Try to figure out what the hell is up with that shimmering, or flickering, or whatever it is.

>>31371221
could it have? Are you sure? Don't get me wrong, it sounds like a cool combo but I don't think it's gonna be that OP

>>31371174
>Meditate, this will be the first person you've ever actually killed, and you're still a little uncomfortable with that.

>Try to figure out what the hell is up with that shimmering.
Writin'

>>31371251
we could atleast see if it was real the room.
Manipulate + ranged- Move a chair around.
see if it moves. we would atleast be able to tell if it's a project or not. and at least get rid of that option. and move on to force field and we don't want to just start attacking the building to test the "force field".

>I grossly underestimated how interesting this movie would be
You never watched Léon before Soma?

>>31371311
Nope, I was really missing out.

>>31371306
uuuh, if there's people in the room that we can't see I don't wanna alert them by flinging a chair around

So I woulda vetoed that plan.

>>31371353
Have you ever heard of Talislanta?

>>31371311
?

>>31371297
which reminds me where did we ever land with
>That's entirely possible, if y'all wanted to commit to it. I'd just subtract 1 vys/day and keep track of it in your char sheet.
>Start storing vys daily in the sword
>Need to experiment more first.

>>31371355
we wouldn't have many other options other than out right attacking the window, with arrows/magic or w.e
And if it is a projection the chair we are trying to move wouldn't be there. so im sure we would have some sense of having having grabbed a chair. and nothing would have happens in the room.

>>31371401
Nope, I haven't.

Also, after this post I'll probably go grab dinner and a cup of coffee/an energy drink. Probably make a phone call. Apologize in advance for the delay.

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>>31371450
It is talking about this.

>>31371469
I say yes.

>>31371469
I know we did >Need to experiment more first.
but we never followed up with it with the actual saber. We just trained, unless i missed something in that thread.
>>31371486
Leon watch it.
"Thread might be slightly late. Watching Leon while I write."
OP was lying, he was getting some poon and is ashamed. of her?

>>31371497
whats it about?

>>31371546
Hitman takes a little girl under his wing. Shenanigans ensue.

>>31371546
Penelope Cruz as the loli, cared by the hitman by Jean Reno.

>>31371586
>Penelope Cruz

someone's been checking out pictures of titties on the internet

>>31371627
>Penelope Cruz
Natalie Portman. I don't know where that came from. I dont even like the woman.

You stare through the window at Lord Spiros' bedroom, your head in your hands and elbows propped on the window sill. The flickering, you come to realize, is fairly regular. It progresses from one side of the room to the other, starting in the left window and ending in the right. It's very rapid, each flicker lasting about a second and the process itself seemingly cyclical. The more you watch, the more you're convinced that there is some sort of artifact causing this.

Could it be some sort of shield? A barrier preventing anyone but those wearing another artifact from entering? Or perhaps some sort of alarm, that alerts the Steward whenever someone enters his bedroom without his permission? Maybe it's some sort of illusion that prevents you from seeing what's actually inside the room, instead only presenting you with a projected image? You know it's possible, that's basically the reason Fulvia can walk around without being gawked at. After a few hours of staring at it with little progress made, you luck out.

A bird flits its way over to the balcony. You lean forward, watching the creature skip and hope its way towards the window. Could this be it? Could this bird be about to reveal the purpose of the mysterious shimmering? It gets closer and closer to the barrier, but never seems to take that final leap and cross it. It flits over to peck at something on one end, then back over for no apparent reason. Damn it, come on! Just peck the window!
(1/2)

Your wish is granted. The bird finally hops its way right up to the window and gives it a solid peck, only to spontaneously explode into blood stained feather. You're shocked, for a moment you don't even really know how to react. Then Profectus starts laughing, and that gets you laughing. Gods above, what kind of artifact makes people explode when they poke it? All that aside, how on Earth did they move that artifact into his bedroom?

You watch it for a little longer, and decide it probably only effects the windows. Perhaps it's not an artifact, but instead some clever invention? You'd need to get closer to actually find out, and you're certainly not poking those things to see.

>You'll just have to go through the balcony door instead.
>Perhaps you should investigate that Servant's Entrance? It is properly dark out, and your cloak should keep you hidden.
>Write-in

(Gonna grab dinner and caffeine. Back momentarily.)

>>31371740
>>Perhaps you should investigate that Servant's Entrance? It is properly dark out, and your cloak should keep you hidden.

Balconies and open air gaps in the building are probably protected. Servants could be pretty uninitiated in the magical arts though so they could come and go as they please. Unless the dude spends weeks training all his servants in using his devices.

>>31371740
>>You'll just have to go through the balcony door instead.
No sense changin plans now. It doesn't matter.

>>31371802
who is to say he has many servants that go into his room. even less that go to the window.
>You'll just have to go through the balcony door instead.

>>31371853
Well I'm pretty sure the entire house is protected. It's not like the dude is a recluse who only lives in his room.

>>31371802
who is to say he has many servants that go into his room. even less that go to the window.
>You'll just have to go through the balcony door instead.
poke the door with your knife to ensure yourself from blowing up.
>>31371802
servants entrance.. I am sure NO one will be going or coming from there. even if no one can see us we will have to dodge and waste a lot of time getting to his room.

>>31371883
>kid knocks on door
>bursts into flames
>oldmanchuckling.jpg

>>31371740
>>Perhaps you should investigate that Servant's Entrance? It is properly dark out, and your cloak should keep you hidden.

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RIP Bird
Your sacrifice will not be in vain

>>31371740
>You'll just have to go through the balcony door instead.

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>>31372209
That... wasn't supposed to happen oops

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>>31372323

>>31371740
>>Perhaps you should investigate that Servant's Entrance? It is properly dark out, and your cloak should keep you hidden.
i vote we stay away from the combustible window.

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>>31372426

>>31371740
>You'll just have to go through the balcony door instead.
Too late change, and it won't cover everything, and we can always test it out while there, and he has the balcony for a reason

Couldn't we use the cloak to protect us from the magic?

>>31372598
If we touch the inside to it maybe.

We should try the balcony door first.

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>>31372528

>talislanta.com/?page_id=5

>>31371802
>>31372100
>>31372438
>Servant's Entrance

>>31372568
>>31372169
>>31371918
>>31371821
>Balcony door

I'm suitably twitchy and ready to quest. Writin'

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>>31372691
>Improvisational magic system.
>No class levels

Okay, back to writing.

>>31372817
The setting is also pretty cool.

Well, you'll just try the balcony door first. Maybe... maybe try opening it with your hand wrapped in your cloak. Then again, that might just end with the knob inside cloak. Actually, that raises another idea. Maybe you could have Ricky open the door for you? That would remove the issue entirely. On the other hand, he might just stare at the handle like he stared at you, or maybe he'd try to eat it. You have no real way of knowing.

You stand up and stretch. This waiting is really starting to get to you. Too much time alone with your thoughts. Chryssa, Fulvia, and Profectus are playing cards on the bed. Fulvia is handling beating both of them, you note. There's a stack of cards in front of her at least twice as high as either Chryssa's or Profectus'. “What are you playing?” You ask curiously, to which Chryssa responds. “Old Rhynian game. Called Capture. Certain combinations of cards are worth a certain amount of points. At the start of each hand, everyone draws seven cards from the deck. Then you can put cards you don't want at the bottom of the deck and draw new ones if you'd like. Then everyone plays their hand.”

Profectus picks it up after that. “Person with the highest score wins the hand, captures everyone else's cards and stacks them up in front of them. Person with the biggest stack of captured cards wins once the deck has been emptied.” He looks up from his hand. “Normally, betting would be involved. Nobody really has anything to bet with though.”

You're about to settle in to watch the game play out, but there's a noise from downstairs. It sounded like a door slamming shut, probably the back door by your guess. You also hear two voices muttering to one another from the ground floor. Sounds like two girls, but you're not certain.

>Go investigate
>Shut the door, hope they move on.
>Try to scare them off, you're a shade haunting this house!
>Write-in

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>>31373053
>Try to scare them off, you're a shade haunting this house!

>>31373053
>Go investigate
Information first

>>31373053
>Shut the door, hope they move on.

>>31373053
>Go investigate

>>31373053
>Try to scare them off, you're a shade haunting this house!
Do we still have those chicken bones? If so use them to quickly create a spooky skeleton

>>31373053
>>Try to scare them off, you're a shade haunting this house!

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>>31373053
>Try to scare them off, you're a shade haunting this house!
Fuck off ladies, Haunter is here

>>31373155
>>31373117
>>31373098
Shouldn't two screaming females draw a lot of attention to the house? And by extension probably cause security by the stewards house to increase?

Rolled 4, 5, 6, 5 = 20

>>31373257
Yeah...

>>31373053
>Shut the door, hope they move on.

>You're a spooopy ghooost!
Writin'

>>31373257
>anyone caring about anyone else in this universe
from what ive seen so far everyone hates everyone, at worst they get killed because they annoyed some noble

>>31373257
not really, nobles don't care about some peasant girls

hell, they'll probably distract the guards

>>31373257
you're right
>>Write-in
Kill the children...
I'd rather get them out of the house via "haunting" and they scream and run out of an old house saying a ghost scared em.. that I assume is not theirs so that would be trespassing. than they come upstairs upon a couple people planing to murder a lord in this city.

>>31373338
WHY? We don't have to kill them.

>>31373338
That's retarded. Not surprising coming from a namefag.

>>31373338
fuck off.

>>31373379
He's right, we can just jam them in our cloak

>>31373400
>A cloaked figure abducting children from abandoned houses.

>>31373391
>>31373379
>>31373398
clearly don't understand not to kill anyone at random is my point.
learn to read.

>>31373419
learn to write you pretentious namefag

>>31373419
Learn to write in complete sentences.

>>31373419
>clearly don't understand not to kill anyone at random is my point.
>learn to read.

Christ. Maybe you should learn to write first.

>>31373419
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING?

>>31373475
>>31373466
>>31373452
lrn 2 red wrds
>>31373503
>not to kill anyone at random is my point
how hard is that to understand... even with my bad sentancez of da engrish

>>31373419
¿qué?

>>31373419
fuck off.

>>31373419
learn to read.
learn to read.
learn to read.

How? Your sentence made no god damn sense. Where the fuck did you learn to read?

>>31373539
¿qué?

>>31373338
>Kill the children...
I dont need to read no further. Shut the fuck up.

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>>31373549
london education isn't the best apparently.

>>31373338
>>31373419
>>31373539
Fuck off illiterate.

>>31373539
If nobody here understands what you're saying then you probably suck at writing.

>>31373559
sarcasm you idiot
>>31373577
I am so scared mate i'll fuck off because you say so!

>>31373539
Ever heard of punctuation?

>>31373597
>expecting you would be able to express sarcasm through text when you're illiterate
lel

>>31373598
im getting a rough point across
could care less
apparently idiots can not fill in the blanks and get angry

>>31373597
>sarcasm
Sarcasm isn't very easy to read over an image board, much less over the internet. Plus you suck at writing. You should have thought of that first.

>>31373641
>im getting a rough point across

Apparently you aren't.

>>31373641
>idiots
No, you're the only idiot here

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>>31373646
>I'd rather get them out of the house via "haunting" and they scream and run out of an old house saying a ghost scared em.
contradicting yourself in the same sentence should make it clear.. but nvm me. I'll just stop here due to the sheer amount of butt hurt going around.
And let shit just move along.
>>31373688
Apparently i failed viciously.

>>31373641
You're reaching fluff provider levels of retarded.

>>31373641
Stop speaking Retard and maybe we'll understand what you're saying.

>>31373710
>sentence
*post

>>31373597
Just the fuck up obnoxious illiterate cunt.

>>31373641
>could care less
Read a book or two.

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>>31373708

You look at your companions. Your companions look at you. You're the first one to break the silence. “I'm gonna mess with them.” Profectus grins. Chryssa sighs. Fulvia ask innocently. “Would you like any help?” To which you respond by pulling your cloak tighter around yourself and stepping away from the light shining through the windows from the street lamps below. The cloak curls itself around your body, obscuring your face and making it look like, for all intents and purposes, you're gliding across the floor.

“I think I got this. Wait for me here.” You instruct them, slipping out of the room noiselessly. As you proceed down the steps, somehow managing not to raise enough racket to wake the neighborhood (Perhaps your cloak muffles sound as well, but only in darkness? You can only hope.), the conversation starts to filter through more clearly. It's definitely two girls, probably quite young, and as far as you can tell they're having a heated discussion about boys.

“Are you sure we should be in here, Agatha? Those guys didn't seem very... honorable. What if they take advantage of us?” The other, Agatha you presume, responds. “If only we'd be so lucky! Those four live in one of the wealthiest neighborhoods in the city. We'd be set for life if one of them took interest in us!” Alright, you're not going to be able to stomach listening to this drivel for very long. Best to get it over with.

You have the temperature in the room drop a couple of degrees, enough that their breath starts fogging in the air. “Did it just get colder?” One ask. The other responds. “It's probably just a breeze blowing through, stop trying to make up excuses to run away.”
(1/2)

Next, some simple fire magic causes a few long abandoned candles in the room to spark to life all of a sudden, and just a touch of water magic has ethereal figures made of mist drifting past the windows. This almost seems enough to make the timid girl cut and run right there. Agatha on the other hand stands firm. “Yianni, is that you? Spyros? Stop messing with us, come on!”

You choose that as your moment, slipping from the stairwell noiselessly. You're pleased to see they'd been facing the kitchen, and don't immediately notice you. You take the opportunity to loom ominously over them, and considering the fact you're six foot eight and these girls couldn't be much taller than four and a half feet you can loom quite ominously. Agatha whips around almost immediately, and instead of starring in shock and horror like you'd hope she just straight bolts. Abandons her friend without a second thought, doesn't even warn the poor girl. Seriously, what a bitch.

“Agath-wait! Where are you-” The words die in her throat as she sees you, her mouth flaps about for a moment before hanging open, face contorting in terror. For a moment, you think she's going to scream. All that comes out is a pained rasping sound. Seems she's lost her voice. You reach into your cloak and grab hold of your Shockwave Sword, pulling it out in one drawn out motion. Unfortunately, she seems entirely paralyzed. Seriously, come on. Run away now.

Oh gods, she's crying. She's just standing there bawling her eyes out. You hadn't anticipated this possibility. What are you supposed to do? You can't go through with actually killing her! Clearly this girl has no fight or flight response. If you'd actually been some kind of soul-stealing monster, this would be almost comically easy.

>”Boo.”
>Break character, try to get her to stop crying.
>Shit, uh. Paralyze her! Yeah! Then you can just toss her outside! Nothing could go wrong!
>Write-in

>>31373866
>”Boo.”
Only correct choice.

>>31373866
>Just go away back into the shadows
>Let her go

>>31373866
>Spyros
Here we go.

>>31373866
>>Write-in
walk away hidden in the shadows, eventually she will leave.

>>31373920
This. She'll probably get herself up before we come back.

>>31373920
This

>>31373866
>Boo

>>31373866
I'll spare your life if you promise to leave without raising alarms and never associate with that girl again.
>ask her her name so you can send some money her way discreetly for school and shit.

>>31373866
Soma, approximately how receptive would she be to ghost sex?

Mikhael really needs some action.

>>31373920
This.
Please do not be silly anons.

>>31373968
Yeah, no. That's retarded and completely OOC.
Veto/anti-vote/whatever if possible
>>31373920
Basically this. Just vanish/walk/glide away

>>31373997
>veto
go away sargeras

>>31373920
this

>>31373968
we just gave her friend and her the scare of their lives.
and you want to pay her to leave.. she will then know "we" or at least some one gave her money to leave. she might not be as big a bitch as her friend.. but why must we lose money..when if she just doesn't leave we can paralyze her and leave her there till morning or some shit. and if anyone finds her, she was just to scared to move.

>Fade away into the shadows.
Rooooll me a 3d10+8 (+6 from Void Cloak, x2 because it's dark, and -4 because she's seen you.)

Rolled 10, 6, 6 + 8 = 30

>>31374051
Bye little girl

>>31374051

Rolled 4, 3, 10 + 8 = 25

>>31374051

>>31374022
while thats not me.
if your idea is
>>31373968
it's just overall a bad and shity idea.

>>31374051
>Cloak's effect is doubled in darkness.
Holy shit, I love this thing more and more the more we use it.

Rolled 1, 5, 2 + 8 = 16

>>31374051
Can we whisper something as we leave? If so mention that her friend is a cunt

>>31374092
>Sargeras deciding what's a shitty idea

Hahaha

>>31374098
>>31374085
>>31374070
>16, 25, 30 vs DC 20
Regular Success!
You could spend 4 vys to make it a great success, though keep in mind you still have an assassination to take care of.

>>31374022
It almost hurt to be thought of as an illiterate namefag.

>>31374123
no.
just getting away unseen should be more than enough. We need to save vys for upcoming fight/escape

>>31374123
nope.

>>31374123
Nope. She's 2spooked already.

>>31373866
Continue pretending to be a shade
>"Wait, you're not (name of local historical character). Who let you in here?"

>>31374118
yeah that was a shit idea.
I can admit when i am wrong apparently you can not.

>>31374242
>Implying I voted for that.

The thought of you of all people calling something a shitty idea was just pretty funny.

>>31374316
eh thought it was the same fag still trying to defend his point.
My idea was good, I just failed in trying to write the idea out.

>>31373920
Thus will work.

Okay, this is an easy recovery. You just need to fade back into the shadows. She's even paralyzed by fear and crying her eyes out! You can do this no problem! You let one of your knees buckle, turning it into a roll that lands you behind an old, moth eaten couch. She gasps, as to her it seems as though you merely vanished. Carefully, you tuck the sword away inside your cloak and creep around the couch to the other side of the room, she's too busy staring horrified at the stairs to notice.

Still not running away though... seriously, there's something wrong with this girl. Does she want to die? You pull yourself up ominously in front of the kitchen, then rasp out just loud enough for it to carry through the room. Your words almost seem to echo unnaturally in the rather wide open den space. “I ask you to recall, fair weather friends are no friends at all.” Damn, that was a pretty good little rhyme. You're proud of that. It also seems to get her moving again, and she bolts for the door. Seems that when she actually uses her legs she can haul some ass.

You wait for a few moments to make sure they're both gone, and after you're greeted by nothing but silence you climb the stairs back up to the kid's bedroom that overlooks the Steward's Bedroom. Chryssa comments. “You know, that was almost sweet. Included a little moral lesson along with your terrorizing.” Profectus shrugs his shoulders. “Should've said something funnier. Like... I don't know. Asked for some change and claim you really just needed to buy boat passage.” Fulvia declines comment, instead scooping up Chryssa's and Profectus' cards.

You resume your post at the window, waiting for some sign of the Steward. The night wears on, and on, and on with no sign of him. That is, until you do. At roughly two hours past midnight, you start to see some activity in Lord Spiros' bedroom.
>(1/2)

The door burst open and you see Lord Spiros fall backwards into the room, a woman on top of him. Oh, great. He decided to bring the hooker back with him. This is just peachy. Chryssa, Profectus, and Fulvia crowd in around you to see what's going on, Chryssa growing red and quickly looking away. Profectus grinning lecherously. Fulvia looking absolutely confused.

He's distracted for now. His guards are also probably relegated to outside his office, unless he's some sort of exhibitionist. It might be a good time to strike, though you may end up needing to kill both of them to ensure no alarms are raised.

>Hit him now, while he's 'busy'.
>Wait for him to finish, surely he'll fall asleep afterward and it'll be easy.

>>31374506
Don't we have the sleeping powder?

>>31374545
You do.

>>31374506
>>Wait for him to finish, surely he'll fall asleep afterward and it'll be easy.

sleeping powder them to keep em knocked out. cut his throat and * idk how Ricky will feel about this* Throw him into our cape to get rid of the body "forever"

>>31374506
>>31374545
>Hit him now, while he's 'busy'
Use sleeping powder then frame hooker

>>31374506
>>Hit him now, while he's 'busy'.

>>31374506
>>Hit him now, while he's 'busy'.
I don't want to kill the poor woman if we dont have to.

>>31374609
I like this idea.

>>31374506
Hmm if its one of the girls before we could still do the spooky ghost thing, sleeping powder, kill the lord, put the girl in the house and make her think the ghost was fucking with her or something,
or we swoop in same thing except leave the girl and blame herfor the murder I doubt thats something we would do though.
I say we wait while we explain what going in to fulvia

>>31374506
Go in and paralyze/ sleep powder her. Hit The Lord with a poison while chryssa and crew blitz him. Maybe if we stab him with a knife we can frame the prostitute.

>>31374506
>Hit him now, while he's 'busy'.
I suppose we can kill the whore if necessary. We're kinda of an asshole after all.

>>31374644
why would one of the girls that just ran for their lives.. just turn around and say let me go fuck a lord. I am sure Somas would have pointed it out if it was one of the girls as well..

>>31374671
or frame*

>>31374644
why the fuck would it be and how the fuck could it be one of the girls from the before. seriously...

>>31374660
The whole creware not going in for this. That is stupid. It is an assasination mission. We are going in and out alone.

>>31374671
Well, if she risks us we will but i don't want to.

>Use sleeping Powder
>Frame Hooker
Writin'

>>31374685
>>31374694
I said if. But yeah he would point that out

>>31374689
>>31374609
seems like the best option to frame the whore.
throw some blood on her and have a small stab on her or something to make it at least seem there was a fight and he knocked her out as he was dying or something.

>>31374754
Nice, we really are such assholes but hey it's a decent plan. People won't think it was an assassination hopefully sure the archmagos would appreciate that.

>>31374754
Aw shit can we control a person with water Vys? Make him choke her, enough to bruise and show, with her putting the knife in his heart.

>>31374962
I think Soma said thats grandmaster level

>>31375001
>>31374962
Actually, it would be Manipulate Vys.

>>31374962
>>31375001
We could always make our hand roughly the same size as his via something and do it ourself.

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>>31375065
One of us is thinking lewd thoughts.

>>31375120
Not right now. I just don't want us to get busted by Magical CSI. Though if Soma can write that type of stuff well, I'm sure a scene like that would be erotic.

“Alright, this is my chance. I'm gonna hit him now while he's distracted.” Chryssa, who is adamantly staring at the wall, ask. “What about the girl?” You grin, reaching into your cloak and pulling out the sealed vial of sleeping gas. “I'll smash this in the room first, wait until both of them pass out, then kill Spiros ans frame the girl for doing it.” Profectus drags himself away from the show and ask. “How? Just leave the murder weapon in her hands? She'll be asleep. It wouldn't make any sense for her to kill Spiros and then pass out for now obvious reason.”

You roll your shoulders and crack your neck. “Ideally, the body won't be discovered until after the sleep gas wears off. She'll scream, the guards will come investigate, find her holding a bloody knife and standing over his body.” He admits, that makes sense. You hear Fulvia say quietly, mostly to her self you think. “What on Earth is she-oh. Ooooh. Ouch. Why would someone enjoy that? What are the spikes for?”

Alright, you don't even want to know what is going on inside that bedroom right now. You make your way down the stairs and out the back door, picking your way through the back yard. You'd be surprised if anyone could spot you with this cloak on, even staring right at you. You take a quick peek up and down the street before jogging across, the light cast by streetlamps temporarily forcing your cloak back to normalcy. Fortunately it shifts back into hazy, ethereal shadow before you actually reach the wall that surrounds City Hall.

(1/2)

The wall, while certainly tall and intimidating, was still only designed to keep humans out. It's only about ten feet tall, you can grasp the ledge with a good hop. It takes some effort but you pull yourself up, picking your way carefully over the spikes and dropping down into the courtyard below. The grounds in this area of the compound are fairly deserted, though immaculately kept. Rows of rose bushes line the walkways, though they're not currently in bloom. Elaborately detailed lengths of silk cloth hang above them, providing shade during the day. You do see a few guards patrolling here and there, but it seems you lucked out. None of them are near you.

You make your way up to the stone wall below the balcony and, with only a little Earth magic, craft yourself some footholds. It's about a twenty, maybe thirty foot climb but hopefully having a clear, simple path up will make that a bit easier than it would otherwise be.
>Vys Pool: (24/25)

>Roll 3d10+4 to scale the wall. DC 18

Rolled 5, 7, 3 + 4 = 19

>>31375211

Rolled 1, 8, 3 + 4 = 16

>>31375211

Rolled 3, 6, 8 + 4 = 21

>>31375211

Rolled 15

>>31375211

>>31375182
>What are the spikes for?
That's a real fuckin' good question.

Rolled 6, 4, 9 + 4 = 23

>>31375231
>>31375225


That'll do it I suppose.

>>31375231
>>31375227
>>31375225
very nice.

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>>31375225
>>31375227
>>31375231
So based.

Rolled 7, 3, 9 + 4 = 23

>>31375211
Spider-Elf is go

>>31375182
Kinky

>>31375225
>>31375227
>>31375231
>19, 16, 21 vs DC 18
>Regular Success!

Writin'.

>>31375242
>2014
>Not knowing what the spikes are for.
You probably don't even know how to use the three seashells.

>>31375225
>>31375231
good, every vys we save gets us closer to dealing with this without any problems.

Good i'm back and we haven't gotten to the good shit yet. Nice job scaring the piss out of a poor girl.

Now time to kill a douchebag lord and frame an innocent hooker.

>>31375347
We could make it look like self defense.

>>31375347
Im somewhat against the framing but it looks like the best way to get out of this clean assuming things go accordingly
Hooker probably going to get intorduced to a diffrent kind of spike I kinda expect Michael to fail some what bad for it

>>31375393
Eh. Why bother.

>>31375416
Auto correct you're full of shit
Fail should be feel

>>31375419
Establish a motive. Might seem strange if a hooker killed him out of nowhere.

I feel bad for framing the hooker, can we just kill him and leave her there, without making it seen like he kill him?

>>31375416
Mikhael is an asshole who didn't give a shit when he caused the deaths of several adventurers and proceeded to destroy all the stuff they could have scavenged.

>>31375451
he is a lord.
money is the motive.

I am assuming we fix the wall as we climb. Otherwise framing the girl will be pointless.

>>31375463
>I feel bad
Too bad. She's a loose end and we chose assassination as a job. Act in character

You scale the wall quickly, getting your foot on the ledge of the balcony and hauling yourself over the railing just as a guard is sweeping by below. He glances up at the balcony, though crouched in the shadow beneath Lord Spiros' window you're practically invisible. After a moment he moves on, wandering off to patrol some other portion of City Hall.

After you're sure you're in the clear, you risk a peek through the window inside. You immediately regret that decision. You did not need to see Lord Spiros in a dress at all. So much flabby old man flesh exposed. Gods above, you can only pray for early onset senility to forget that horrible image. Still, he's quite preoccupied with... playing the woman in that whole... eugh. He's distracted. You creep over to the balcony door and start inspecting the lock.

This is a problem. Instead of the normal knob with a key hole configuration, he's got some sort of artifact lock on the door. It reminds you in many ways of the lock on the door to the Academy Vault. A small, round indentation in the center where one would insert the key.

>Crap, this is a no go. The Servant's Entrance is just below here, try slipping in through there.
>Maybe if you channel enough Vys into it, the lock will open? It doesn't look as well made as the Academy Vault doors.
>Even if the lock is fancy, the door itself is just wood. Unscrew the hinges and bust the door down.
>Write-in

>>31375451
Money could just as easily be the motive.
>>31375479
He's an asshole but he isn't heartless

>>31375463
No. Need to make a clean job. We are not playing a kid's game here.

>>31375463
I have no problem with this.

>>31375479
He did not needlessly destroy their loot.

and it has been said that we do have misgivings about murdering and the only reason we agreed was cause he's an asshole.

>>31375507
>>Maybe if you channel enough Vys into it, the lock will open? It doesn't look as well made as the Academy Vault doors.

>>31375507
Dropped my trip.

>>31375479
We feel bad. What we "did" to the adventurer's isn't directly our fault.
While we're framing some one yeah it's our fault.

We already feel bad for out right killing some one. If we can get away clean that would be nice , and we have to think long term, and coming back to a town that isn't hunting us, or suspicious of us for killing a lord is great.

>>31375507
>>Maybe if you channel enough Vys into it, the lock will open? It doesn't look as well made as the Academy Vault doors.

>>31375508
Yeah, after she kills a lord for his money she gets tired and takes a nap. Brilliant.

>>31375507
>>Even if the lock is fancy, the door itself is just wood. Unscrew the hinges and bust the door down.
But QUIETLY.

>>31375502
Our character is completely IC feeling bad about killing an innocent. He would do it, but he wouldn't be comfortable doing it.

>>31375507
If this is BDSM, if hes the sub we should make it look like she strangled him to death (by accident)

Rolled 5, 7, 7 + 4 = 23

>>31375507
>Crap, this is a no go. The Servant's Entrance is just below here, try slipping in through there.

Who has a door with hinges on the outside anyway?

>>31375507
>Crap, this is a no go. The Servant's Entrance is just below here, try slipping in through there.
I really doubt just channeling would do anything good

>>31375576
No this is role reversal the spike is a euphemism

>>31375507
Well shit. We are fucked. Changing to servant way is a no go.
I fear channeling vys into the door but busting the door is a sure give away so, lets go with
>Channel vys into the lock.

>>31375507
>>Crap, this is a no go. The Servant's Entrance is just below here, try slipping in through there.

>>31375507
>>Maybe if you channel enough Vys into it, the lock will open? It doesn't look as well made as the Academy Vault doors.

don't want to lose our surprise advantage + we know the whore is still in there she may leave afterwards. and there is plenty of potential shit going bad about going to his room from the inside, like walking in what i assume is a guarded building and im sure they have lights around em.

>>31375595
>>31375596
you think that way will have less security. We will lose time, line of sight on target and will still have go through just as much shit at least.

>>31375502

We never hurt innocents without purpose or just to hurt them.

OK, how about this. We use the sleeping power and then use poison on him and he dies. People will think the hooker "kill" him as in she gave him a heart attack while doing her job. We are clear on our end and the hooker isn't frame needlessly.

>>31375608
We can bust it down quietly.

Then quickly dispatch him quickly and knock her out.

>>31375507
>Maybe if you channel enough Vys into it, the lock will open? It doesn't look as well made as the Academy Vault doors.

>>31375507
>Maybe if you channel enough Vys into it, the lock will open? It doesn't look as well made as the Academy Vault doors.

>>31375619
>>31375618
>>31375596
>>31375595
>Servant's Entrance

>>31375532
>>31375573
>>31375608
>>31375627
>>31375650
>>31375652
>Channel Vys
Writin'

>>31375507
>>Maybe if you channel enough Vys into it, the lock will open? It doesn't look as well made as the Academy Vault doors.
Accidentally picked the wrong choice.

>>31375627
You make literally zero sense.

>>31375595
People who live in Florida I believe, and some places in Europe I think.
>>31375507
>>Maybe if you channel enough Vys into it, the lock will open? It doesn't look as well made as the Academy Vault doors.

>>31375645
>needlessly
Wrong

>>31375646
You do not bust a door from it's hinges without people in the room noticing anon. You just don't.

>>31375697
If you read it you would see that we would take the hinges off first.

Have you never taken a door off of its hinges?

>>31375673
lose sight of our target.
plenty of things could go wrong, from being spotted on our descent down the wall to getting cornered while trying to get to his from from the inside.
and the whore we're going to frame could quickly fuck and go leaving us no one to frame.

>>31375767
You still make no sense.

I don't even know what you're talking about.

Type out your sentences completely with all of the information in it.

>>31375795
just filter and move on

>>31375795
lol okay.

>>31375739
I have. You obviously haven't since you think you can do it without the people in he room realizing it.

>>31375795
he is trying to argue against going through servant entrance, he just never says it. There, now it all makes sense.

>>31375843
>lol
Fuck off

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>>31375860
Why are you so angry. going though the servant entrance simply has to much shit that could go bad.

You run your finger over the lock, channeling a minute amount of vys into the lock as you do so. You feel it pool into the center, twisting itself together into one bright, shining pool of energy. Slowly it bleeds away, but this is actually perfect. If you channel enough, hopefully the lock will be overloaded and the vys will discharge. That would break the lock without just blowing the door open, though you'll need to act quickly once the lock is broken, since it will probably alert the occupants.

You start channeling vys into the lock, more and more and more. The bright point grows, expanding to fill the central circle before it starts becoming brighter instead. Once the light given off actually gets bright enough to start solidifying the portions of your cloak it touches, you get your face out of the way and clutch the vial of sleep gas in your hand. This might be a tad more explosive than you anticipated, and the last place you want your face is right next to the lock when it goes off.

There is a loud pop as the vys discharges, and the door shudders violently before swinging open. It opens towards the balcony, oddly enough. Not a very good design, all things considered. You jerk the door open and wind back, hurling the vial of sleeping gas into the room just as a very surprised Lord Spiros looks over his shoulder...

>Roll 3d10! Flat! DC 15! Lets see how good that throwing arm is.

Alright guys, if you don't want to frame the hooker, we could just kill them both, put them in the cloak, rob the vault, and It'll look like he took his money and ran off with a hooker.

Rolled 4, 3, 6 = 13

>>31375910
MIKKKYYY

Rolled 2, 8, 10 = 20

>>31375910

Rolled 4, 4, 3 = 11

>>31375910

Rolled 3, 9, 8 = 20

>>31375910

Rolled 10, 7, 10 = 27

>>31375910

Rolled 10, 5, 1 = 16

>>31375910

Use vys

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>>31375926
>>31375928
>>31375930
>>31375932
Thank you Based God