A neverending field

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Corwin

Once more, Seira gestures for Zariel to provide the guards with their papers. The forgery should be good enough to allow them passage, and she'll be sure to play off any ruse Zariel might raise if she feels it is necessary.
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Anastasia

As the names of the condemned echo in your mind, Zariel approaches with the papers. They are studied before the guards wordlessly part aside.

Zariel strides through without another look, ahead and inside.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Corwin

Seira waits for Amaryl and Xera to get in before heading past them and taking the lead once more.

'Do you think we can do the same trick with finding work here as at Ferrum's Crown?' she consults with the others.

Also, please tell me something about Black Resolve. The information we received suggested it was used for training, correct? But did it also have regular city amenities such as an inn, or was it all supposed to be barracks and training areas?
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Anastasia

It has things that can pass for that, yes.

'Probably so,' Zariel says, 'Most devil cities share similarities like that.'
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Corwin

'Let's find a bar or tavern that'll allow us to pick a job here,' Seira decides. 'Perhaps this time we'll chance upon one that requires travel and expands our knowledge of the Tower.'
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Anastasia

'Alright,' Amaryl sends back. 'That seems safe.'

So find a place and find work, basically? Assuming so, give me a Diplo check.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Corwin

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Anastasia

It's not hard to find such a tavern and set up - and soon enough, a tall, sour looking cornugon comes forth. A strong one, a massive metal greatsword on its back. It wears a breastplate, greaves and steel gray padding along with its bracers and other such bits of armor.

"You are?" He asks, voice cold and laconic.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Corwin

"Max," she responds. Unlike previously, he's not approaching her telepathically and anonymously, after all. "And you are?"
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Anastasia

'Gremdas.' He switches to your mind for the conversation. 'How skilled are you?'
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Corwin

'What skillset do you require?' Seira allows him to read from her mind.
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Anastasia

'Strength and stealth,' is his answer, 'You can't be seen at all.'
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Corwin

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Anastasia

'Avinknell Court and Gastrofinnus,' Is the answer, curt. 'Additionally you'll need to plant evidence there that I will provide.'
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Corwin

'What is the pay and the timeframe?'
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