"What if someone creates a distraction out front. Maybe draw out the body guard leaving others to deal with Urstul."
"As for family, you all are the closest I have got. As a child, family was discouraged. A weakness. Elon looks down at the floor remembering his childhood. It was lonely.
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Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
"Alright, here's a solid plan: We split the party. Half go get a tray of snausages, half get fliers for our grand opening. We are all disguised as commoners. Both groups approach the front entrance at the same time from different directions, as if by accident. Snausage Team will pretend to be roaming sausage vendors giving out samples. Flier Team will be passing out fliers."
"We go up to the guard and anyone else at the entrance, give them our wares and ask to go inside to hand out more of our wares. If we get in, great. If not, we take out the guard and go in, still posing as vendors."
"This way we are all in there at the same time so we can spot the Nimblewit thing, and then if we do find Urstool we can take him out. Together. And Serenade still gets to see me dressed up."
Silver just nods "Sounds like a plan then friend." he just follows him into the back to get fitted and as soon as everything is done he hands him 400 gold with a smile "Pleasure doing business with you mate. I'll remember to come back in three days and I'll let you know."he holds out his hand "Forgot to introduce myself, Silver. Look forward to doing business with ya."
"Nice to meet you Silver. I hope my armor helps you live a long and safe life."
"Alright, here's a solid plan: We split the party. Half go get a tray of snausages, half get fliers for our grand opening. We are all disguised as commoners. Both groups approach the front entrance at the same time from different directions, as if by accident. Snausage Team will pretend to be roaming sausage vendors giving out samples. Flier Team will be passing out fliers."
"We go up to the guard and anyone else at the entrance, give them our wares and ask to go inside to hand out more of our wares. If we get in, great. If not, we take out the guard and go in, still posing as vendors."
"This way we are all in there at the same time so we can spot the Nimblewit thing, and then if we do find Urstool we can take him out. Together. And Serenade still gets to see me dressed up."
" Thats definetely an option....though we have a distinct lack of sausages.....lets wait til the others get back before we make a final decision."
" And then we can all see Kestrell dressed up, as opposed to not dressed....up. Uh, anyway...."
Off Elons look Selinae sighed then breathed out slowly and walked across to Elon and lifted him off the floor in a spine-popping hug, " Ok, well......how about you come to dinner at my families house too? Actually, why don't all of you come?"
She leaned in close to Elon and whispered in his ear, " Just don't mention the Z-word, Dad still has flashbacks."
She put Elon down gingerly, " Oh.......Silver.......", she looked down at the ground and gritted her teeth, " Silver themselves hasn't been selling Ziran.....and they haven't been selling people or kids as slaves or.....toys.....right? Even if the people they work for do........ So it should be alright if they come too?", the last words almost squeaked out in a pleading tone...
Vassa grins at Kestrell's bedroom quip, then shrugs sympathetically at Phaedra's comment about not being the stealthy type. When Elon and Selinae discuss a distraction and disguises, Vassa smiles and speaks up,
"Well, I may not be worth much in a stand up fight, but putting on a show and playing fancy dress I can certainly manage! Great ideas, all, so why don't we do all of the aforementioned - split into two groups, one of which causes a distraction, drawing out the Gralhunds and maybe even Urstul. That group can then stall for as long as possible while the second group sneaks into the Estate to snoop around. If a fight develops out front, group two comes in from behind to help group one. If a fight breaks out inside, group one forces entry and comes to group twos aid?
Unbelievable as this may seem, I'm pretty good at going unnoticed when the occassion calls for it, but I'd probably be better suited causing a commotion with group one. You're right though, Sel. We should definitely wait for the rest of the team before finalising anything... and I would LOVE to come for a family dinner when the opportunity arises. My experiences with wholesome family gatherings are... well, few and far between."
The silver-haired bard pours himself another light ale and sits down with Kestrell to discuss the merits of sausage-based subterfuge.
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After the pressure is released from his spine and Elon catches his breath "dinner would be lovely" he reaches up and puts his hand on her upper arm "I try not to mention the Z-word around new company anyways"
Looking to the others "I believe I would be better suited to the second group"
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Phaedra shakes her head. "And whatever we do, don't hand out flyers for our Manor while trying to pull this off. I have no idea what you want to do with sausages, but how about you stick with that."
"Dinner would be lovely Selinae, once things have settled down. And I'll go with the first group, we could always use the devise that the Priestess of Gond gave me as part of the distraction. It is meant to make a lot of noise if it is near."
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Silver just nods "Thanks a lot mate. Can't wait to see what she does, maybe I'll call her Shadow's Glamour. Help contrast the negative with a great sounding name. Anyways, my friend and I should be returning unless he needed something also."with that he just looks to Bason. He smiles as the armor turns into a black long coat, slacks and white button down.
As silver introduces himself, Bason has a shocked expression on his face. "By the God's, where are my manors!" Bason will stand up straight and turn to face Rowan and Dorophil. "Hullo Rowan and Dorophil. A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Bason CrimsonBrow. Thank you for everything!"
Bason will laugh when Silver changes the appearance of the armor. "That's mighty fine work Dorophil! Although now no one can see the fine craftsmanship on the armor itself. Anyways, we are off."
On there way back to the manor, Bason will stop off and pick up a few bottle's of Ale.
When they get back to the manor, Bason looks slightly worried about the plan. "I'm not much of a sneak, so I suppose I'd be in the distraction group. Let's not make too much of a mess of things, I don't want to get in more trouble with the Guild. "
"Agreed, Bason. Let's not be the ones to turn things ugly here. If we can get the Stone through non-violent means, great. If we can take a look around the Gralhund Estate without getting caught or forced into a fight, even better.
One thing that we still need to discuss ahead of time though is Urstul... or rather what we do if we come face-to-face. I'm pretty sure that some of you feel the same, but I am not willing to leave him at large if we can find him, even if the Gralhund's seek to protect him. If we locate him and can't readily apprehend him, how far ARE we all willing to go to ensure that he pays for his involvement in the deaths of all those innocents?"
Vassa knocks back the last of his light ale, looking down at the table and his empty glass without moving for several long moments as though struggling with images flashing though his minds-eye, before he says quietly but clearly without looking up,
"Me personally... If we find this murdering bastard, I am ALL IN on taking him down!"
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"Or we could apprehend the murder and hand him to the City Watch for trail? People would then know the good that we keep on doing for this city" a second later adding a little sheepishly "in the name of Mystra."
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" Technically it was the nimblewright that did the murdering....but I'm not sure its mentally capable of understanding what it did."
"If that's the case, then the nimblewright was likely little more than a tool used to murder Dalakhar, with all those other poor souls being nothing more than collateral damage. Since Urstul was conveiently on hand to grab the stone after the attack and somehow managed to survive the blast, I wouldn't be surprised if he or another of Manshoon's goons gave the necklace to the nimblewright and put him up to the vile task. Either way I'm sure that this Zhent faction was behind it... and needs to pay.
I think I'm okay with handing Urstul over to the watch IF we manage to take him alive, but that might not be possible. As things stand now, I also worry that we might not have enough evidence to seal the case against the culprit. And after what happened with Soluun I'll admit that I'm more than a little wary of leaving justice completely in the hands of the watch."
Vassa looks at Phaedra with genuine concern on his face. After their complete failure to take Soluun down, it's clear that the bard is a little apprehensive about the possiblity of a second killer escaping justice.
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"You are right Vassa, just this once. If we had just taken vengence, he would not have escaped. Instead we tried to do what we thought was the correct thing."
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"This is the job of our lives. Everything comes down to this. If we can take the bastard alive then so be it but I don't think that will be an option. As for the stone, it will be guarded and if we go barging in killing everyone then we will be no better then them and be guilty ourselves."
Elon stops and thinks for a moment trying figure out other details. "How can we alert each other if help is needed? I can do it but it will alert EVERYONE......."
Silver just smiles as him and Bason enter TrollSkull, he just walks over pouring himself a glass of ale "What is going to be the job of our lives?"he asks taking a sip.
Momentarily surprised at Phaedra's affirmation of his concerns, Vassa looks the priestess in the eye as he mutters, "Yeah... the right thing. That's what I thought too, Phae."
The bard nods at Kestrell's promise to take Urstul down, but grimaces a little at the points raised by Elon. Lifting one hand, the bard sends multi-coloured lights dancing along the underside of the room's ceiling as he plays a shrill, siren like sound on his viol, "Good questions, Elon. The signal from the outside group I can handle - some piercing notes from my viol and a bunch of dancing lights in the sky should do the trick. Those inside the estate would have to use their own means to let us know if help is needed.
And no, I don't want to kill everyone in that Estate, or anyone really, for that matter. But it could come to that if we're forced to make a hard decision on the spot. That's the real question, isn't it - are we willing to do whatever it takes to retrieve the Stone of Golorr and take Urstul down... dead or alive?"
The bard looks out the window and ponders that difficult question for a few moments, so lost in thougt that he misses Silver's arrival. Finally, Vassa snaps his fingers excitedly as he looks up to say,
"I have an idea. We could send a message to Kes' wizard mate, Barney, containing all the clues and evidence that we've collected, letting him know where we've gone and what we've decided to do. However, we delay the delivery of the message so that we will have enough time to do what we need to before the Order or the Watch can arrive. If we manage it right, they should arrive just in time for us to hand Urstul over to them... or his body should it come to that. If we are in a pitched battle with the Gralhund's when the fuzz shows up, their arrival should end the confrontation and hopefully save us having to kill any guards who are just doing their jobs. If things are going badly for us, the law's arrival could also save our bacon. And at the very least, it would establish our good intentions and that we have valid reasons for being at the Estate...
What do you all think? I mean, it's also a little risky, since it could end up with us all in prison. But it might save us from having to become fugitives or murderers ourselves."
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"What if someone creates a distraction out front. Maybe draw out the body guard leaving others to deal with Urstul."
"As for family, you all are the closest I have got. As a child, family was discouraged. A weakness. Elon looks down at the floor remembering his childhood. It was lonely.
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
"Alright, here's a solid plan: We split the party. Half go get a tray of snausages, half get fliers for our grand opening. We are all disguised as commoners. Both groups approach the front entrance at the same time from different directions, as if by accident. Snausage Team will pretend to be roaming sausage vendors giving out samples. Flier Team will be passing out fliers."
"We go up to the guard and anyone else at the entrance, give them our wares and ask to go inside to hand out more of our wares. If we get in, great. If not, we take out the guard and go in, still posing as vendors."
"This way we are all in there at the same time so we can spot the Nimblewit thing, and then if we do find Urstool we can take him out. Together. And Serenade still gets to see me dressed up."
"Nice to meet you Silver. I hope my armor helps you live a long and safe life."
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" Thats definetely an option....though we have a distinct lack of sausages.....lets wait til the others get back before we make a final decision."
" And then we can all see Kestrell dressed up, as opposed to not dressed....up. Uh, anyway...."
Off Elons look Selinae sighed then breathed out slowly and walked across to Elon and lifted him off the floor in a spine-popping hug, " Ok, well......how about you come to dinner at my families house too? Actually, why don't all of you come?"
She leaned in close to Elon and whispered in his ear, " Just don't mention the Z-word, Dad still has flashbacks."
She put Elon down gingerly, " Oh.......Silver.......", she looked down at the ground and gritted her teeth, " Silver themselves hasn't been selling Ziran.....and they haven't been selling people or kids as slaves or.....toys.....right? Even if the people they work for do........ So it should be alright if they come too?", the last words almost squeaked out in a pleading tone...
Vassa grins at Kestrell's bedroom quip, then shrugs sympathetically at Phaedra's comment about not being the stealthy type. When Elon and Selinae discuss a distraction and disguises, Vassa smiles and speaks up,
"Well, I may not be worth much in a stand up fight, but putting on a show and playing fancy dress I can certainly manage! Great ideas, all, so why don't we do all of the aforementioned - split into two groups, one of which causes a distraction, drawing out the Gralhunds and maybe even Urstul. That group can then stall for as long as possible while the second group sneaks into the Estate to snoop around. If a fight develops out front, group two comes in from behind to help group one. If a fight breaks out inside, group one forces entry and comes to group twos aid?
Unbelievable as this may seem, I'm pretty good at going unnoticed when the occassion calls for it, but I'd probably be better suited causing a commotion with group one. You're right though, Sel. We should definitely wait for the rest of the team before finalising anything... and I would LOVE to come for a family dinner when the opportunity arises. My experiences with wholesome family gatherings are... well, few and far between."
The silver-haired bard pours himself another light ale and sits down with Kestrell to discuss the merits of sausage-based subterfuge.
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After the pressure is released from his spine and Elon catches his breath "dinner would be lovely" he reaches up and puts his hand on her upper arm "I try not to mention the Z-word around new company anyways"
Looking to the others "I believe I would be better suited to the second group"
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Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
"I'll be where the action is."
Phaedra shakes her head. "And whatever we do, don't hand out flyers for our Manor while trying to pull this off. I have no idea what you want to do with sausages, but how about you stick with that."
"Dinner would be lovely Selinae, once things have settled down. And I'll go with the first group, we could always use the devise that the Priestess of Gond gave me as part of the distraction. It is meant to make a lot of noise if it is near."
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Silver just nods "Thanks a lot mate. Can't wait to see what she does, maybe I'll call her Shadow's Glamour. Help contrast the negative with a great sounding name. Anyways, my friend and I should be returning unless he needed something also." with that he just looks to Bason. He smiles as the armor turns into a black long coat, slacks and white button down.
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As silver introduces himself, Bason has a shocked expression on his face. "By the God's, where are my manors!" Bason will stand up straight and turn to face Rowan and Dorophil. "Hullo Rowan and Dorophil. A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Bason CrimsonBrow. Thank you for everything!"
Bason will laugh when Silver changes the appearance of the armor. "That's mighty fine work Dorophil! Although now no one can see the fine craftsmanship on the armor itself. Anyways, we are off."
On there way back to the manor, Bason will stop off and pick up a few bottle's of Ale.
When they get back to the manor, Bason looks slightly worried about the plan. "I'm not much of a sneak, so I suppose I'd be in the distraction group. Let's not make too much of a mess of things, I don't want to get in more trouble with the Guild. "
"Agreed, Bason. Let's not be the ones to turn things ugly here. If we can get the Stone through non-violent means, great. If we can take a look around the Gralhund Estate without getting caught or forced into a fight, even better.
One thing that we still need to discuss ahead of time though is Urstul... or rather what we do if we come face-to-face. I'm pretty sure that some of you feel the same, but I am not willing to leave him at large if we can find him, even if the Gralhund's seek to protect him. If we locate him and can't readily apprehend him, how far ARE we all willing to go to ensure that he pays for his involvement in the deaths of all those innocents?"
Vassa knocks back the last of his light ale, looking down at the table and his empty glass without moving for several long moments as though struggling with images flashing though his minds-eye, before he says quietly but clearly without looking up,
"Me personally... If we find this murdering bastard, I am ALL IN on taking him down!"
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"Yep, take him down."
" Technically it was the nimblewright that did the murdering....but I'm not sure its mentally capable of understanding what it did."
"Or we could apprehend the murder and hand him to the City Watch for trail? People would then know the good that we keep on doing for this city" a second later adding a little sheepishly "in the name of Mystra."
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"If that's the case, then the nimblewright was likely little more than a tool used to murder Dalakhar, with all those other poor souls being nothing more than collateral damage. Since Urstul was conveiently on hand to grab the stone after the attack and somehow managed to survive the blast, I wouldn't be surprised if he or another of Manshoon's goons gave the necklace to the nimblewright and put him up to the vile task. Either way I'm sure that this Zhent faction was behind it... and needs to pay.
I think I'm okay with handing Urstul over to the watch IF we manage to take him alive, but that might not be possible. As things stand now, I also worry that we might not have enough evidence to seal the case against the culprit. And after what happened with Soluun I'll admit that I'm more than a little wary of leaving justice completely in the hands of the watch."
Vassa looks at Phaedra with genuine concern on his face. After their complete failure to take Soluun down, it's clear that the bard is a little apprehensive about the possiblity of a second killer escaping justice.
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"You are right Vassa, just this once. If we had just taken vengence, he would not have escaped. Instead we tried to do what we thought was the correct thing."
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"I'll knock the sonoffa***** unconscious. Whatever we think is best."
"This is the job of our lives. Everything comes down to this. If we can take the bastard alive then so be it but I don't think that will be an option. As for the stone, it will be guarded and if we go barging in killing everyone then we will be no better then them and be guilty ourselves."
Elon stops and thinks for a moment trying figure out other details. "How can we alert each other if help is needed? I can do it but it will alert EVERYONE......."
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Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Silver just smiles as him and Bason enter TrollSkull, he just walks over pouring himself a glass of ale "What is going to be the job of our lives?" he asks taking a sip.
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Momentarily surprised at Phaedra's affirmation of his concerns, Vassa looks the priestess in the eye as he mutters, "Yeah... the right thing. That's what I thought too, Phae."
The bard nods at Kestrell's promise to take Urstul down, but grimaces a little at the points raised by Elon. Lifting one hand, the bard sends multi-coloured lights dancing along the underside of the room's ceiling as he plays a shrill, siren like sound on his viol, "Good questions, Elon. The signal from the outside group I can handle - some piercing notes from my viol and a bunch of dancing lights in the sky should do the trick. Those inside the estate would have to use their own means to let us know if help is needed.
And no, I don't want to kill everyone in that Estate, or anyone really, for that matter. But it could come to that if we're forced to make a hard decision on the spot. That's the real question, isn't it - are we willing to do whatever it takes to retrieve the Stone of Golorr and take Urstul down... dead or alive?"
The bard looks out the window and ponders that difficult question for a few moments, so lost in thougt that he misses Silver's arrival. Finally, Vassa snaps his fingers excitedly as he looks up to say,
"I have an idea. We could send a message to Kes' wizard mate, Barney, containing all the clues and evidence that we've collected, letting him know where we've gone and what we've decided to do. However, we delay the delivery of the message so that we will have enough time to do what we need to before the Order or the Watch can arrive. If we manage it right, they should arrive just in time for us to hand Urstul over to them... or his body should it come to that. If we are in a pitched battle with the Gralhund's when the fuzz shows up, their arrival should end the confrontation and hopefully save us having to kill any guards who are just doing their jobs. If things are going badly for us, the law's arrival could also save our bacon. And at the very least, it would establish our good intentions and that we have valid reasons for being at the Estate...
What do you all think? I mean, it's also a little risky, since it could end up with us all in prison. But it might save us from having to become fugitives or murderers ourselves."
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