February 13th

"Oh for gods' sake, I wasn't talking about the three days."

Hanuel & Z:
Milli nods. She reaches to her left and opens a small chest, which begins to unfold slowly into a massive, multi-level combination walk-in-closet and storage facility, clearly designed for a Gnome in mind. It is stocked with materials and ingredients of every shape and type, and you notice it goes back so far you cannot see the furthest end of it, though of course peering around the chest reveals only a simple back. "I'll get to work right now deary, you go do what you need to."

"Right. You were talking about the rest of the time, where everyone who goes near them gets squished."

*Z nods, then standing waves in farewell.*

"My thanks. How much time will you need?"

Z & Hanuel:
"Oh that's quite an order, gimme until tomorrow afternoon at least."

@thirdboss
"now now no need to be getting off on a bad footing we are here with a business proposal and the dwarf down the corridor said it was above his head and we would need to talk to the 3 boss, so here we are."

Inn

"Enough! Yelling and turning on each other isn't going to unconquer your island, rescue Miss Kez or Zeiss, or do anything remotely constructive."

Fierneceal turns to Kolson with a furious growl. "I'm not turning on anyone. Rory just needs to understand the gravity of the situation. I just want to get this done so we can all sleep at night again!"

Fierneceal (Bellanai) wrote:"Right. You were talking about the rest of the time, where everyone who goes near them gets squished."

"I've seen the crazy science of these countries. Were they even building up their armies? Working on some plan or technology to avoid getting 'squished'? The way 'Baigen' puts it, it doesn't sound like they were. Now, about that guy in the corner."

Inn Group:
Baigen frowns. "I do not have another silence sphere, in fact that one will wear out soon, so if you have something to tell me now would be a good time. The same goes for questions," he looks at the rest of the assembled group. "As for our bounty hunter, don't worry, I'll take care of him."

Fierneceal seems to calm a bit with Baigen's words and sits down again. "Thank you, Baigen. If you all," she takes a sweeping glance across the room, "would please excuse us for a few minutes? I wouldn't ask, but there's no true privacy available anywhere else and this is extremely important."

"I'll be in the other room." Rory gets out of his chair, throws the door open and walks out in frustration.

"Yes, because yelling at me is going to do that. Take a deep breath, Fierneceal. We need plans, not arguments."

"What can you tell me about the situation in Janwall? Have you heard anything about the locations of our colleagues Zeiss and Kezrinthka of Worker?"

"Let the grand kids know I'm sorry I missed them, and let them know to be on the lookout for a package come Christmas. I'll be back before three days time. May the elements protect you."

*Z turns and gestures for Hanuel to follow. They duck back out of the fishery shop. Z addresses the shop-keep as they leave, giving him a quick grin and a friendly wave.*

"Excellent quality as always. Take care."

*They take the main streets back, fairly certain that by leaving the Hidden Veil at a different point they will have lost anyone that was tailing them. They head back to The Knighted Owl to meet up with the rest of the group.*

Tabran & Ashakel:
The guard sneers. "So you gonna tell me 'bout this so I can tell da Boss or am I shovin' you outta here?"

Inn Group:
Baigen frowns at the red-hatted Elf, thoughtful. "Janwall? I... believe that is a town near here, but that is all I'm aware of. I'm sorry I have been very busy as of late working with the Coordinate. As for Zeiss," he tries not to laugh, "I believe you know exactly where he is, probably better than I. They aren't keeping his location a secret. And finally, I am sorry but I have no knowledge of this Kezrinthka, I'm afraid the only reference of her I have heard is on the wanted posters. Though," he frowns in thought to himself, "That... hrm."

Fierneceal quietly apologises to Kolson and waits until everyone has vacated the room, and quickly begins to tell Baigen everything she remembers.

Spoiler:

"Please Baigen. Anything you have heard might help."

Inn Group:
"I am sorry, my friend, but I know nothing at all. I was not aware she was not with your group to some extent or another. I assume some ill fate befell her?"

*after the info dump*

Baigen frowns and strokes his chin. "I... see. That is... immensely troubling."

"it is our plan to reset the Undermarket so it can carry on as it was before just with some of the players changed"

"So... I take it that ...effect... wasn't what it was meant for?"

Tabran & Ashakel:
The guard nods professionally. "A moment." He closes the door on you, and you hear him walking to the far end of the room and saying something to someone, most likely the Dwarf at the table. You hear the word "Dericost" said at least three times. After a several minute pause the door opens again and the guard gives a formal nod. "You can come in, but no weapons 'front of the Boss." He points to the two of you, asking you to disarm. "Nothin' personal, can't be too careful."

Inn Group:
"I see. Well I suppose you know the truth now but... there is one thing I feel concerns the rest of the group." Appropriately enough this is about when Z and Hanuel return. "If you could gather... hello?" He turns to the newcomers.

Tab starts to take his weapons off and gestures for Ash to do the same.

*Z takes a moment to survey the room, pausing briefly at the bound elf on the bed. He turns and nods once to the famous Lycathrope.*

"To what do we owe this honor if I may ask?"

*he glances briefly at Fie before moving further into the room and closing the door behind Hanuel.*

Tabran & Ashakel:
The Dwarf finally looks up from his work. You see that there are several other guards with polished, Silver crossbows which are already notched and ready to go. The Dwarf gives a small nod. "Oghren of Anvilmar, Thirdboss of U--The Talons. I'm told you have something to tell us about trying to get re-coordinated with the other tattered pieces of what's left of the Undermarket." He folds his hands in front of him. "I'm listening."

Inn Group:
Baigen gives a small, formal nod. "I am Baigen, of the House of Aerfalle. It is a pleasure to meet... uh, whoever you are." He gives a faint grin. At about this point, everyone who had just left the room returns. "Alright so..." he folds his hands. "The Lady Aerfalle has, in very recent times, created a small organization of notable individuals of information, wisdom, and or power to contest an individual..." he hesitates here, as if not wanting to even say the name, "...Gaerlan. The Gold Lord from times of old. I dare not give you the full synopsis of who this person is and why this person is cause for fear, for my Silent Sphere will run out soon. But in short, we would like to know if we can count you among our allies of the Coordinate."