"I would think from your charming nature and sharing of alcohol. Alcohol has been a great way to make me friends in my travels." Amira says as she gives the other woman a wink and a smirk as she moves to hold her hand out. "Can't speak for the gentlemen but that kind of money is not easily declines so I shall endeavor to assist you."
“If you’re trying to flatter me, know that I can have you arrested.” She gives a serious look before bursting out laughing. “I’m kidding…” She stifles a few more chuckles before putting the last bit of her cigar… and grabbing another.
Amira rolls her eyes and looks ready to make a flirty response but thinks better of it for the time being. "All jests aside for now. Do you find her terms agreeable gentlemen?"
With a thump, Nos Heliwr drops his backpack, with a crossbow secured to it, on the floor; one can see now that his clothing and studded leather armour is mottled with dark grey, brown and black, and it is weirdly dis-concerning to the eye. He wears a rapier on his right side and a dagger on the left. Going over to Fimira's desk. he picks up the bloody ear (is the blood fresh, crusty?), "Hmmm, interstin."
OCC What kind of critter is the ear from?
"Someones got a sense o' humor to be sure. Where did these things come from? Dead cultist perhaps?"
“As for question.. I was given these by a fellow detective. He told me they could be of use to any others who might wish to work for me.” (The ear is Human)
"Most agreeable," Nos Heliwr says agreeably. "I likes very much things that glitter. By the same token, what else can you tell us about what we'd be up against Flimira? I would imagine this ain'ta gonna be easy, not to say I doesn't like easy but, it seems a bit rare to find things that go like that these days," he puffs contentedly on his cigar.
"As you run a detective agency I would think you might have a few, mmm, . . . tricky item stashed hither and yon that could help us in accomplishing your desired ends, hmmm?" Nos Heliwr grins broadly. "Because, from the sound of things, this ain't no stroll thru yer average cake shop."
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Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
“And there’s the other issue. Directions to them aren’t exactly cut and dry. They’re anywhere within these… domains. You have to look for them, and they’re not marked on any map.” Flimara shrugs, cutting her cigar with a small knife and lighting the other end with a match before putting it to her lips.
"Let me give a summary: we can't ask anyone about them and also don't know anything about their location. Piece of cake! Well, I assume you wouldn't give away thousands of gold for a walk in the park" - he smirks. "Okay, my fellow involuntary travellers, where should we start?"
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Player: Snikkit Sparks - Gnome Artificier (Alchemist) 3 | Stranger Things: Hunt for the Thessalhydra Theron Pyllae - Variant Human Fighter 1 | Shell Island Riwakan Thioscale - Dragonborn Fighter (Battle Master) 5 | Adventures in the Sands: Lost Tomb of Meneptah (Group 2) DM: Derailed Dreams - Panic on the Zakhara Express
Amira rolls her eyes and looks ready to make a flirty response but thinks better of it for the time being. "All jests aside for now. Do you find her terms agreeable gentlemen?"
“I’ve been told they are in each domain by scholar friends. This is yet to be truly determined.. but we can’t let the Priests of Osybus get their hands on them, so… it’s worth checking everywhere we can.”
"Okay, keep a sharp eye, because they might be anywhere." *True moves to the door* "If there is nothing else, I would like to get underway"
"Before we leave, I'd like to discuss what we each bring to the Table. I happen to be capable in the art of Spellcasting, even though it is Kind of limited."
“Each of you. How do you think I have so many friends with so many connections?” Flimira chuckles.
"I would think from your charming nature and sharing of alcohol. Alcohol has been a great way to make me friends in my travels." Amira says as she gives the other woman a wink and a smirk as she moves to hold her hand out. "Can't speak for the gentlemen but that kind of money is not easily declines so I shall endeavor to assist you."
“If you’re trying to flatter me, know that I can have you arrested.” She gives a serious look before bursting out laughing. “I’m kidding…” She stifles a few more chuckles before putting the last bit of her cigar… and grabbing another.
Amira rolls her eyes and looks ready to make a flirty response but thinks better of it for the time being. "All jests aside for now. Do you find her terms agreeable gentlemen?"
“As for question.. I was given these by a fellow detective. He told me they could be of use to any others who might wish to work for me.” (The ear is Human)
"Most agreeable," Nos Heliwr says agreeably. "I likes very much things that glitter. By the same token, what else can you tell us about what we'd be up against Flimira? I would imagine this ain'ta gonna be easy, not to say I doesn't like easy but, it seems a bit rare to find things that go like that these days," he puffs contentedly on his cigar.
"As you run a detective agency I would think you might have a few, mmm, . . . tricky item stashed hither and yon that could help us in accomplishing your desired ends, hmmm?" Nos Heliwr grins broadly. "Because, from the sound of things, this ain't no stroll thru yer average cake shop."
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
"Seems we're all in agreement, just need a direction to the first sarcophagus, or where to find information on it."
True says, eyeing the rest of the group
“And there’s the other issue. Directions to them aren’t exactly cut and dry. They’re anywhere within these… domains. You have to look for them, and they’re not marked on any map.” Flimara shrugs, cutting her cigar with a small knife and lighting the other end with a match before putting it to her lips.
"Let me give a summary: we can't ask anyone about them and also don't know anything about their location. Piece of cake! Well, I assume you wouldn't give away thousands of gold for a walk in the park" - he smirks. "Okay, my fellow involuntary travellers, where should we start?"
Player:
Snikkit Sparks - Gnome Artificier (Alchemist) 3 | Stranger Things: Hunt for the Thessalhydra
Theron Pyllae - Variant Human Fighter 1 | Shell Island
Riwakan Thioscale - Dragonborn Fighter (Battle Master) 5 | Adventures in the Sands: Lost Tomb of Meneptah (Group 2)
DM:
Derailed Dreams - Panic on the Zakhara Express
“Let me rephrase… ask only people you’re sure you can trust.”
"I say we start by trying to build trust. With each other and the locals. Maybe we can assist with something in exchange for information?"
"Yes, they are Quite reasonable"
Hmm, If we are sure we can trust the locals, that is.
“I guess the question is, where are you going to go first, gentleman and lady?”
"That should depend on which of these takes us to which 'Domain'."
She once again points to the items. “The doll is The Carnival. The strange machine is Forlorn, and the rather disgusting ear is Keening.”
"And the sarcophagus's's... sarcophagi... they are at these 3 locations?"
“I’ve been told they are in each domain by scholar friends. This is yet to be truly determined.. but we can’t let the Priests of Osybus get their hands on them, so… it’s worth checking everywhere we can.”
"Okay, keep a sharp eye, because they might be anywhere." *True moves to the door* "If there is nothing else, I would like to get underway"
"Before we leave, I'd like to discuss what we each bring to the Table. I happen to be capable in the art of Spellcasting, even though it is Kind of limited."
"I am a skilled hand to hand fighter"