February 13th

Sethos:
"Just make sure you don't hit that pipe too hard," Feltid jokes. "Like I said I think your father has some hand in this, he's always been supportive of Glauran's movement and I have a feeling he's part of it to some extent." He pauses. "I dunno what you have going on right now in general, but getting down there... if you want to go, of course... is probably going to be a bit tricky. Aluvian ships don't sail for Sho lands right now, and vice versa. And the Hub's locked off to all Naverre and Sho cities."

"Yeah, travelling's locked up tighter than the emperor's arsehole" He says, forgetting himself before snapping back into the room "Er, I mean, yeah, it's difficult".

He stares out of the window, thinking for a few seconds.

"I do have a means of getting back to Mayoi, from there it wouldn't be too difficult, but..." He trails off before looking back at Feltid, after a second he sits forwards. "Have you heard anything about me? Since I left I mean, or about the group I'm travelling with?"

Sethos:
Feltid raises his eyelids slightly. "About you? No not really. And I don't really know who you've been traveling with. I mean I heard you joined up with the Order... way to go by the way, pa'd be proud... and that's basically it."

Hanuel had been usually quiet, spending their time with Z in thought. "I'm more than willing to help the Lady with this. If this 'gold lord' you're after is in league with the group I seek to hunt, even without her backing I would still seek to undo him."

The anger in Hanuel's voice is as clear as the scowl on their face, and only after the look fades do they speak again. "I don't know if the others have filled you in, but should we have the chance to speak in privacy like this again, I'll be sure to tell you everything I know."

Sethos stares back at Feltid, confused, he moves in his seat slightly uncomfortably before deciding on what he wants to say, a plan that fails when he opens his mouth.

"So... everything's..." He starts to laugh as he leans back with his hands around his face, muffling the sound "Well I guess that explains the posters" he states, forgetting himself again before looking back at Fetlid, before his grin disappears.

"Erm, this committee, how long's it lasting?"

Sethos:
Feltid gives a faint shrug. "Honestly I don't know, but this isn't an urgent thing if you're busy, else I would've been told so. This is long term... it just got shoved a bit up on the priority list cuz of recent events." He stretches. "I get the feeling, to be honest with you, that this ain't just about freedom of rights anymore though. Glauran doesn't strike me as a Moarsman who'd be in favor of full-scale war against a weaker power."

"So, uh, Baigan. As you know we've been a little, well, screwed over by our last organization. You seem like the trustworthy type yourself and of course the Lady, but I'm just ... trying to avoid a situation like before. Some guarantees would certainly be a nice thing to have."

"If it makes a difference, I trust him with my life."

Inn Group:
Baigen is silent for a moment. "I understand your hesitance, especially given light with the politics of the Order. But in that I have the only assurance I can give you." He turns. "We are not a political body. We are not a nation, organization, or company. We are an alliance of like-minded individuals brought together for one reason and one reason only; to stop Gaerlan, and save as many people from him as we can. Past that, there is nothing else I can say."

Snarg nods to Baigen. "That, I can respect more than contracts, believe it or not. You know exactly what you're getting from that more than a written word. If you and your affiliates are truly dedicated to your goal, then you can count on my help once I learn more about this 'Gold Lord' ... although perhaps not here, as you've suggested."

"What would our responsibilities be, if we decide to join this alliance? I, have people that rely on me and I need to help them too."

Inn Group:
Baigen shook his head. "There's no contracts here, my Elven friend. No legalese. Your responsibility would be nothing more nor less then what you choose to do. I, personally, would never seen to raise ambition or requirement so high as to forget the individual."

Kolson nods. "If that's the case, then count me in. By my reckoning these conspirators have had their way long enough. Perhaps we can stop them together."

ThirdBoss

"well that's an offer i wasn't expecting this morning when i woke up but one or two things have happened today that i wasn't expecting one of my number went and got himself in spot of bother, guys name is Zeiss and as you most likely know he didn't do what he is charged with and finding a way to get him out was one of the secondary reasons for coming here."

*Tab looks around the room*

"based on what you have here a direct approach would be most problematic but what ever way we remover your problems im going to need the rest of my group, before i go is there anything you can give me that will help? a name fore the first and second would be a start."

Tabran & Ashakel:
"Well, I dunno about any war criminals or if they're innocent or not, but it wouldn't surprise me to see people playing political games like that." He leans back and folds his fingers on his chest. "We might be able to help you with some maps or info, it'd take a while to find. And... might cost a bit." He scratches his chin. "Thackis, of Meadowsong, he's the Boss of the Talons. And his Second's an Ogre, Bonebreaker. Not sure what his real name is." He leans back. "Anything else?"

"no for now i have matters to put in place i will see you again soon Oghren of Anvilmar"

Tab bow's and makes to leave the room and head back to the inn.

Inn Group, Reunited *Zelda noise*
Tabran and Ashakel get back in time to hear all the pertinent info about the Coordinate, and what Baigen wishes to do about it.

Tab spots Baigen with ease and once inside the room Tabran bows

"a pleaser to meet you Baigen, Second Attendant of the House of the Lady Aerfalle and i see that i missed a fair bit *Tab eyes the Elf on the bed* as for information wisdom and power im quite fond of the first two and power can always be useful you have my aide i am Tabran of the house Vasmora and i am at your service, i have some information myself but sadly not the gifts i was hoping to bring back, but Baigen you may not want to hear this?"

Baigen raises a curious eyebrow. Right about at this point his silencing sphere finally fades, and the orb that was producing it vanishes in a puff of ash. He harumphs. "Well, the wish to keep secrets from someone who is trying to ally with you is not the most polite nor prudent course I've heard. But, if you insist I suppose I can leave."

*Z sits in the corner.*

"no that's not what i ment at all its just that you hold a well respected position and what i have to talk about is unsavory shall we say"

"Unsavory?" Baigen flexes one of his arms. "Oh, now I'm afraid you must inform me. I understand the concept of ends justifies the means but if you insist on dragging something horrid, like say... piracy into this, that is a line."

*Z looks up at Baigen.*

"Fixing the Undermarket before the world's economy has a chance to crumble, or someone worse moves into fill the void something you would classify as a line?"

"Piracy no, but before you got here we were looking for other ways to get Zeiss back and we *Tab nods to Ash* went off to try and get in touch with the undermarket or whats left of it anyway, well we did just that and its in a bit of a state down there it turns out that the boss wants to turn to the more thuggish side but some of his underlings arnt happy with that."

*Z turns and glances at Tabran. Then mumbles to himself.*

"So the Tallons are turning Thug... that's what she meant by not the right way..."