Xeanon walks over to an empty table and sits down. If the agent knew they were coming, she would find them. He pulls out a small object, a carving of a bear, and a tiny chisel with which he starts to make small chips and barely noticeable grooves in the hide of the creature.
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“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
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"Noted," Chance says, blinking back at Alan before taking the ale and sipping from it. He stands and turns, looking around at the room for Tarina and for anyone or anything particularly interesting. Chance also starts walking toward the stairs to the second floor, in case he doesn't notice anything. Tarina was likely on the next floor... if she was even here at all right now.
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Kaltheon lingers at the bar, seemingly looking for friendly faces and empty tables (( Actually scanning for their contact and his friends: Perception: 22, passive 14 )). He waits to see if the others make contact, nursing his ale.
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Xeanon walks over to an empty table and sits down. If the agent knew they were coming, she would find them. He pulls out a small object, a carving of a bear, and a tiny chisel with which he starts to make small chips and barely noticeable grooves in the hide of the creature.
“I will take responsibility for what I have done. [...] If must fall, I will rise each time a better man.” ― Brandon Sanderson, Oathbringer.
"Noted," Chance says, blinking back at Alan before taking the ale and sipping from it. He stands and turns, looking around at the room for Tarina and for anyone or anything particularly interesting. Chance also starts walking toward the stairs to the second floor, in case he doesn't notice anything. Tarina was likely on the next floor... if she was even here at all right now.
Perception: 17
Kaltheon lingers at the bar, seemingly looking for friendly faces and empty tables (( Actually scanning for their contact and his friends: Perception: 22, passive 14 )). He waits to see if the others make contact, nursing his ale.