What thinks for a moment, “Well... I don’t actually have things persay. However, there is a lovely Wylden tradition that I think would work very nicely for our contracts.” What extends her hand out toward you, “I begin: ‘Under the watchful gaze of Azalf Blackwake, in accordance with the oaths of the Court of Harvest’s Eve, and all consequences that hereby come as a result of our dealings, I, What, swear to arrange a meeting between my father and you.’ Now, you take my hand and state your terms.”

Dahme'dre takes What's hand. "I, Dahme'dre d'Raine, shall not strike you down where you stand, or hunt you and your family with the full weight of my family and title without further cause, provided you maintain the terms of this agreement within 24 hours time..." Then asks "How shall we find you again?" 

The light and color seems to drain out of the room as the deal is finalized, everything flickering for a moment before returning to normal. What smiles, “Perfect. Now, don’t worry, we’ll get in touch with you. After all, if we don’t, well...” What tries to motion with her hand across her neck, but Alijurn still has her bound, “Eh, you get the idea.”

 "I'd rather have a method of contacting you, just the same" Dahme'dre adds pleasantly, as she walks with What to the door of the room.

What pouts, still looking exactly like you, Dahme’dre, but relents, “Well, what about your bat? It seemed fairly magical when it healed your Drow friend, no? I’m sure it’d be able to share some information. Just pull him back to you, and I’ll know that we need to have a chat. Some kind of bat signal.”

Alijurn puts the weight of his head on Whats shoulder by leaning his chin on it. "I am under no oath to you. Just remember that question-name." A quick pat on the back of her head and he pushes her off of him, releasing her from his firm grasp.. "I say we contact the musical runt if he is still around. He has the aura of a man who can get things cheap and wherever he wants. We need a place to stay low until the morning."

Meanwhile, spurned by the half-elves, Wick is exuding the aura of a man who is getting nothing and paying dearly for it. He is halfway through his third tumbler of apple cider (which is a generous volume of alcohol for the gnome). 

 "Mondra'Goran is very important to me. I'd sooner not leave him with you... Find Alice Kent at Bridgeway's tomorrow morning." She opens the door to let the girl go, giving Ashe a meaningful nod as What passes.

“Alice Kent, eh? Alright. We’ll be in touch.” With that What walks into the crowd and vanishes... or at least she would if not for a certain little demon spider. The question of how you spend the remainder of this day now stands.

We'll tail her, following about 60 feet behind with Ashe keeping abreast of her movements via spidey senses.

Alijurn wanted to go and press gang the bard. So Dahme'dre will stick with Ashe and guide her through he periods of blindness.

Mondra'Goran tries to stay with What, in spite of Dahme'dre's statement.

(oddly enough, the Bard is nowhere to be seen... He was there just a minute ago, red cheeked and leading the bar into a raunchy chorus of 'Tinker Tanner')

Alright then. So, first off, I will need a Stealth check from everyone as you track What. 

The crowds are beginning to wind down, a strange sight as the city itself doesn’t have a ‘night’ persay, but the perpetual starry sky of the astral sea. What seems to be mostly keeping to large groups, changing her form every now and then. It would be incredibly difficult to keep an eye on her if not for Cupcake.

Is Mon trying to tail her, or actually land with her like a lost puppy?

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(oddly enough, the Bard is nowhere to be seen... He was there just a minute ago, red cheeked and leading the bar into a raunchy chorus of 'Tinker Tanner')

 Sure enough, the Bard has vanished. A curious situation indeed.

Lan tails the girl aiming to stay unnoticed. (Stealth: (1)21)

Dahme'dre tries to blend into the crowd (Stealth: (1)14)

Ashe attempts to look nonchalant as she plays the role of a blind woman. (Stealth: 17)

"He seems to have disappeared, the bugger." Alijurn lets Ashe lean on his shoulder as they leave the tavern and she goes blind. 

Stealth: 8

A good fifteen minutes pass as What weaves her way through the city. The three of you stay mostly out of sight. She keeps an eye out and every once in a while stops to check her surroundings: 14. After a while, she vanishes, only to grab Dahme’dre’s arm, somewhat forcefully, “What did I tell you people? I said that I would come and meet you when I’m done. Tailing me was never part of the deal. And take your spider back,” She flicks Cupcake back toward you, “You’re lucky I didn’t kill it. Bridgeway’s right? Wait for me there, like agreed.”

Defeated, Ashe takes Cupcake and looks at the group. "Worth a try... it would seem that one has the senses of an alert cat. Think we should lay low in a new inn? Word is getting out about our... escape."

Regardless, What leaves the three of you in the crowd. Whatever you do next is up to you.

 "We're still miles ahead of where we started, even with our best lead being out of hand." Dahme'dre says, and adds, "We've still got daylight to burn." (I presume. Also I don't recall getting clarification if the Astral plane has a normal day night cycle.) "Lets get on the local directory and figure out where the governor resides... After lunch." Either her stomach or the earth rumbles. Sometimes it's hard to tell.