" I'll stay outside."

OOC: Sounds like Elon, Silver, and Selinae are staying outside? Is everyone else going in?

OCC: Phaedra knows the party needs her on the inside :)

Silver just looks at Phaedra "Good point. I'll go just in case you all need a silver tongue inside for some reason." he says as the armor begins to morph into a suit and he fixes his ponytail a little "After all, anyone locked up needs good legal representation."

OOC: Silver was planning to walk in, unless there was a solid reason for him to be outside.

Phaedra raises her eyebrows in a looks that shows she seems impressed for a split second before she adds, "Well yes, jail is your thin.... ahh known to y... ahh up your ally... ahh no that's not what I meant. I mean... yes you are more than welcome on the inside", before she gives a little groan.

Elon smiles at Phaedra's word fumble and finds a spot outside the front door to hang out and wait.

Kestrell goes in.

*groans internally as Kestrell goes in with her*

Silver just shakes his head "Why do people think I'm that bad at what I do. Never seen the inside of a cell."

Elon smiles and leans into Silver "just cause you haven't been caught doesn't mean you're not wanted"

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Selinae walks up and kisses Barnibus on the cheek, " Thankyou."

Barnibus blushes at the affection, "Oh! You... you're welcome my dear."

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Kestrell takes the rolled scroll and puts it in his jacket pocket. Not meaning to, but somehow crumpling the neatly rolled scroll.

"One more thing before we go, do you have any more cool magic spells you can do?  Maybe some bright lights, or or!" and his voice raises with enthusiasm, "How about make it look like a majestic elk is in the corner of the room?!?  Large antlers, big ears, dark brown fur, real thick neck, in the height of the rut, you know?"

Barnibus looks at Kestrell with one eyebrow raised, "I have many `cool` magic spells. Perhaps some day I'll show them to you... when you learn to pronounce my name properly."

Kestrel, Phaedra, and Silver make their way into the courthouse to the front desk where they meet a clerk [halfling, male] who looks rather busy by the way he's shuffling papers about, "Good day citizens, what can ol' Hamfo do for you today?"

"It is a pleasure to meet you Hamfo. I am Phaedra Starcaller, Priestess of her Most Holy Lady of Magic, Mystra and these are my companions. We have this letter from Barnibus of the Watchful Order of Magists and Protectors that he wrote to recommend our accessing a prisoner for questioning. One Fenerus Stormcastle."

"Pleasure to meet you. Sounds like you need to speak with the courthouse magister. Her name is Hester Barch." He pulls out an appointment book and clicks his tongue. "Sorry, but it looks like tomorrow is the soonest she can see you," turning back to Phaedra, "unless there's an unexpected opening."

"Fantastic, let's go talk to the wizard about the cold box."

Phaedra looks at Silver, eyebrow raised  expectantly.

Silver just looks around as he takes in the court house and then looks down rubbing his forehead "Sir, I am sorry, but I must insist we be able to either arrange a meeting with him or Magister Barch today. It is imperative in keeping the systems of laws in our fine city at the forefront. You see I am acting as Mr. Stormcastle's professional witness and as such I need to see my client immediately or at least be able to arrange when I can see him before he is to be tried." he looks to his companions "As you can see this matter is important since we had to get the Church of Mystra involved and the Watchful Magists and Protectors involved. Not only are they involved, but even a noble by the name of Mr. Neverember has seen fit to begin asking questions." he just looks to the man and sighs "Please is there nothing you can do for us sir? It won't take more than a quick conversation with Mr. Stormcastle and all interested parties will be happy. I would hate to add more work for you, or even draw attention away from the stacks of paperwork you already have."

Hamfo looks at you for a moment and then moves to position himself so that you can see his hands but Phaedra can not and he makes a motion with his fingers to indicate a desire for... compensation and says, "Oh, the the Watchful Magists and Protectors and Mr Neverember you say? Well, perhaps I could ask Magister Barch if she'd be willing to move some meetings around."

Silver just nods as he pulls out 50 gold coins and slide it across the desk “Right, forgot about the paperwork processing fee. 50 gold should over it right.” He just looks at the man sighing, this is why he never trusted the justice system in the first place.

The clerk's eye light up as he hurredly scoops up the coins and disappears down the hall to your left calling out over his shoulder "Wait here while I speak with the Magister."

Hamfo returns in less than two minutes with a smile. "You're in luck. Magister Barch has an opening. Please follow me."  He leads you the down a hall to your left. You pass several doors, some of which have guards in front of them. He waves at two guards and leads you into an empty courtroom. As you walk through the courtroom Hamfo whispers "I would refrain from mentioning House Neverember. They are not well thought of in the halls of justice. Renaer is slowly repairing their reputation but he was rather wild in his youth and caused many problems, not to mention his father robbing the city blind." As you come to a door in the rear of the courtroom, the clerk knocks and waits. You hear a tired voice yell "Enter" and Hamfo opens the door and escorts you into a grand office contains several plush armchairs and a large walnut desk. The seal of Waterdeep is emblazoned on the wood floor. Behind the huge desk sits a petite human woman in her seventies. In the rear corner of the room stands a knight of the guard, so still that you miss him at first.

"Sorry for interrupting you Magister Barch, but these citizens have come in need of your assistance and they claim to have the backing of the Church of Mystra as well as the Watchful Magists and Protectors. I thought it prudent that they see you as soon as possible." Hamfo says.

Magister Barch picks up a cloth and cleans the ink off of her pen before laying it down. She seems very deliberate in her actions. She looks up to Hamfo and studies him for just a moment before looking to the group of you. "Very well Hamfo. You may return to your desk." Once Hamfo leaves the magister continues to study you all, taking full measure of you before speaking in a dry, tired voice.

"If you really have been working with the Church of Mystra as well as the Watchful Magists and Protectors then I suspect you'll be asking for an exception or favor. I must admit I'm not fond of these situations but it is the way the city works so I am forced to appease others in order to get their help when needed. Please tell me what it is that you want and why I should allow it. Who is trying to tilt the scales of justice today?"

Silver just bows and then proceeds to speak "Pleasure Magister Barch. I believe that Priestess Starcaller, Priestess of her Most Holy Lady of Magic, Mystra. Will be able to inform you of why we are here today." he says as he looks at Phaedra and smirks, lifting an eye exactingly as he makes way for her to step forward.