Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-5824038-20160107181933

(So long Data.)

Talyaras looked noticeably disappointed by this. 'Well, if it can't be helped, it can't be helped. I'm sure you can let yourself out. Good bye, Sebastien.'

She looked back at the diagram of the area. 'There are a lot of rooftops which could be used. If they are sloped, that could even work to the sniper's advantage, as he would have lots of rooftop angled to hide him from the crowd. As long as he can stay up there without slipping down, it would be ideal. Tomorrow we need to look at the rooftops, and also find out if they are guarded at all.'

(Now, we aren't really doing a whole lot other than roleplaying looking at the map, so I'm going to timeskip a few hours. We can assume that in this time the group discussed their plan of action blah blah blah, and room service was called more than once.)

[Timeskip]

By now it was the early hours of the morning. They had spent a long time looking at the map, making suggestions, trying to figure out what the assassins might do, and planning for the eventualities.

Talyaras downed the last of a bottle of mead. There were three empty ones lying on the floor nearby. Then she rubbed the tiredness from her eyes, and put the diagram down.

'Alright, I think I've had enough. We know that tomorrow we are going to be checking out the square, looking for weak spots, finding out about the security. But it's very late, and I am tired. Anyone who wants to stay here and crash on the floor, or stay in the other room, you are welcome to do so. These rooms have been paid for, they may as well see some use. Otherwise, you can leave and return to your own lodgings.'