"Yes, yes," Cico says to Aimee and Lyss. "You are both mature. Young mature. Killers and thieves."
He looks to the others.
"Does anyone know where dray would gather, waiting for customers?"
If no one in the group has any suggestions, Cico will make his way over to a bartender, or one of the waitstaff and ask them where to find dray with horses with flowers behind their ears.
Aimee will follow along, she'll want to keep an eye out but rapidly loses interest and instead starts reading one of her books. Probably the ghost one.
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Cico follows along with Lyss, Aimee and the others to look for Maxeene, searching for any horses with violet flowers. He focuses where Lyss is not looking.
As they begin the walk towards the drays, Aldrik comments. "So, the Gentle Mermaid's claim to fame is that it's the largest casino in the Realms... and it draws the rich and powerful like flies to honey... more high value chips get casually tossed on a table then rice at a Chauntean wedding. Being seen is almost as important as playing, if not more so..." He looks at Edvord. "While you were gone, Father took us there for Amelia's birthday. It was quite the spectacular event. She didn't play a single hand and still walked away with a fuller purse somehow."
Pausing a moment."We were dressed to the nines for that. They have a pretty strict dress code... it's early enough that full formal finery might not be needed, but we won't get in the door if we look like we've came straight from the streets."
As Aldrik speaks, Cico takes a moment to stop looking for Maxeene and the violet flower and looks down at his own clothing: black tunic and leggings with forest green and brown accents at the collar and wrists. He brushes off a bit of dirt near his ankle.
"These are the clothes I have," Cico says. "All in the order wear these."
You make your way to the Yawning Portal, a common destination and pick up point nearby. After a while of waiting and watching you realise it will take the best part of a day if you expect the mare to come by chance. Cico however, does notice some dungsweepers gathered by a sewage vent are struggling to get a brush out of a pool of black goo that’s seeping out.
One of the dungsweepers, a short balding human waves his hand at Cico dismissively “Yeah, yeah mate. Just a bit of sludge, get’s a bit sticky in the hot weather. C’mon Burt get you’re hands in there.” His young skinny companion nervously nods, crouching down next to the goo. He stares at it for a moment with a gormless look on his face. The older sweeper just sighs at Cico. “Yungun’s nowadays, scared to muck in. Mollycoddled they are, but don’t you worry I’ll set em right.”
"True..."
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
"Yes, yes," Cico says to Aimee and Lyss. "You are both mature. Young mature. Killers and thieves."
He looks to the others.
"Does anyone know where dray would gather, waiting for customers?"
If no one in the group has any suggestions, Cico will make his way over to a bartender, or one of the waitstaff and ask them where to find dray with horses with flowers behind their ears.
((Would locations of horsies be something Lyss would know?))
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Aimee raises her hand at Cico calling her and Lyss 'killers and thieves',
"I'm a killer and hero! Not a thief! Same with Lyss, except she is a thief too! A really good one!"
"'Our circumstances have aged us beyond our years'."
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Kerri rubs her temples, feeling a headache coming on, "I'm sure that the thievery could be overlooked considering the circumstances."
Elra Skylash - Human Cleric | Vanzaren Tanidoni - Half Elf Wizard
Mindartis Liadon - Eladrin Barbarian | Naivara Siannodel - Half Elf Ranger
Arrila Evenwood - Half Elf Paladin | Callaphe of Setessa - Human Rogue
Katernin Nemetsk - Aasimar Cleric | Melody - Tiefling Bard
"YAY!"
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
"WOO!"
Lyss leads the others to a place where the drays are likely to pick up passengers, keeping an eye out for a horse matching the given description.
Perception: 21 (Passive of 15)
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Aimee will follow along, she'll want to keep an eye out but rapidly loses interest and instead starts reading one of her books. Probably the ghost one.
Cico follows along with Lyss, Aimee and the others to look for Maxeene, searching for any horses with violet flowers. He focuses where Lyss is not looking.
Perception: 12
As they begin the walk towards the drays, Aldrik comments. "So, the Gentle Mermaid's claim to fame is that it's the largest casino in the Realms... and it draws the rich and powerful like flies to honey... more high value chips get casually tossed on a table then rice at a Chauntean wedding. Being seen is almost as important as playing, if not more so..." He looks at Edvord. "While you were gone, Father took us there for Amelia's birthday. It was quite the spectacular event. She didn't play a single hand and still walked away with a fuller purse somehow."
Pausing a moment. "We were dressed to the nines for that. They have a pretty strict dress code... it's early enough that full formal finery might not be needed, but we won't get in the door if we look like we've came straight from the streets."
Aldrik Reinholdt in Dragon Heist
Daventry in The Candlekeep Mysteries, and her bag
As Aldrik speaks, Cico takes a moment to stop looking for Maxeene and the violet flower and looks down at his own clothing: black tunic and leggings with forest green and brown accents at the collar and wrists. He brushes off a bit of dirt near his ankle.
"These are the clothes I have," Cico says. "All in the order wear these."
He then continues looking for Maxeene.
Aimee looks up from her book with a smile and changes her clothes to look like that fancy lady she offended the other night.
"How's this? Pretty nice, huh? I like all frills and dangly bits!"
You make your way to the Yawning Portal, a common destination and pick up point nearby. After a while of waiting and watching you realise it will take the best part of a day if you expect the mare to come by chance. Cico however, does notice some dungsweepers gathered by a sewage vent are struggling to get a brush out of a pool of black goo that’s seeping out.
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
Cico eyes the black goo seeping out of the sewage vent with caution.
"Is that normal here?" Cico asks the group. "It doesn't look normal."
He moves several steps closer to the dungsweepers.
"Does that normally happen?" he calls over to the dungsweepers. "Do you sweep up oozing goo regularly?"
One of the dungsweepers, a short balding human waves his hand at Cico dismissively “Yeah, yeah mate. Just a bit of sludge, get’s a bit sticky in the hot weather. C’mon Burt get you’re hands in there.” His young skinny companion nervously nods, crouching down next to the goo. He stares at it for a moment with a gormless look on his face. The older sweeper just sighs at Cico. “Yungun’s nowadays, scared to muck in. Mollycoddled they are, but don’t you worry I’ll set em right.”
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
"Ah, truly the scent of Waterdeep, right there..." Aldrik quips.
Aldrik Reinholdt in Dragon Heist
Daventry in The Candlekeep Mysteries, and her bag
"I wouldn't touch that. The sewers have grey ooze that'll strip the meat from your bones, the black is probably worse!", Lyss calls out.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
"Also, yuck!"