Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191002222622/@comment-25828117-20191007163429

Clodagh could see two people approach from the darkness.

Two men in fact. Giggling as if somebody had said a funny joke between them just before they arrived. Most notable were the spiked clubs they were brandishing.

"Looooksss like we've got some party poopers." The first man said, pointing at Clodagh and Baldr. He was broad and clearly drunk. Though that kind of drunk where they were angrier and stronger, rather than completely useless.

"Yeah... Seems they want to ruin everything..." The other said.

There was more giggling, it was sort of reminiscent of the mocking sound produced by Alik'r hyenas. From different entry points the room was quickly filled with six armed men and women; disciples of Sanguine.

Where there combat prowess was concerned. They didn't look trained. But they had the numbers, and were armed with spiked clubs.

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Lysilde nodded. "Yes we heard."

She pointed at the door.

"Kashya's already on her way."

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Kashya could see Majsha walk around the square, staying on this ring, along the winding road from the weaver's district due north. The evening quiet was setting in and most artisans had taken to relaxing outside on the curb or at small tables. Enjoying wine and light supper. They provided not too much cover for Kashya. If Majsha turned around she would be spotted almost instantly and then the game would be up.

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Helian did not know where that question came from. He had thought this through quite well, almost a year ago. So why was it so hard to come up with a straight answer now?

"Why yes..."

"Is that a problem?" He added, thinking the silence after his answer had lasted too long.