Moving spheres

[Ebiris]

Still able to see Bre in her minds eye via scrying, she teleports to an unoccupied spot in the inn within the ten feet radius she can see around the minotaur!

[Anastasia]

Done and done. It's a big ol' tavern, the windows showing it's night out here. The two are drinking rather heavily, - most people are. It's city folk but the air is grim, conversations rather muted in general.

[Ebiris]

This really has nothing to do with her mission as Honey Belle, it's just for her own satisfaction. So as she makes sure no one bumps into her, Marie finds a quiet unobserved spot to stop being invisible, at which point she goes over and sits at the table of Bre and his friend.

"Gentlemen," she looks between minotaur and bald human with her almond-shaped elfin eyes. "I'm afraid Sandos didn't make it."

[Anastasia]

The two look up in shock, "Who the marilith fuck are you?" Bre grumbles, giving you a look.

"At least one part of this wasn't a total fiasco," The bald one finishes off his drink, waving another over and calling, "And something strong for this elf looking motherfucker!"

[Ebiris]

"Call me... Raven," Marie says, making it clear this is a pseudonym. She'll need a chart to keep these all straight at this rate! "I was digging into some rumours of Sharrans making a nuisance of themselves near Firewind Mines when I chanced across him. Nasty poison... and well, felt wrong to just leave him to rot in that windowless room all by himself. I don't know if you know his kin or anything, but you're my only lead so here I am."

[Anastasia]

"Yeah?" The bald man sits back, getting a mug as one is passed to you. Drinking deep, "So you found us somehow? Want to try that again without the bullshit or a cover story of I'm a mysterious mage, fuck you, I magiced it out? You want to ask us and get an answer, cut the shit. I'm way too fucking drunk for mysterious."

Bre eyes you a moment - and it's only your inhuman nature that tips you off, as well as your excellent perception. Bre's a split second from grabbing you if he needs to, ready to pounce.

[Ebiris]

"I did magic it out, I scried on you to see where you went after I watched you plane shift out of the cave after putting that nasty book to the torch," she says, before repeating the gibberish phrase the bald man used to activate his ring. "I've got one too," she taps the ring of plane shift on her own finger.

[Anastasia]

The bald man gives Bre a bleary look, while Bre gives you one that's less and less happy by the moment.

"So what, are you saying you have a cock, too?" The bald man says, dazed and drinking up.

Bre shakes his head, "...Sandos was a mission. He's dead. He wasn't a native to that Prime. He and his are the concern of whatever powers takes him. Do yourself a favor and forget about him and what you saw."

[Ebiris]

"Ugh, really?" she makes a face at the bald man. "Anyway, I suppose I could forget it. I don't think he was a Sharran and nor are either of you..." she looks between Bre and his friend. "Either of you know an Amegus, by the way?"

[Anastasia]

Bre blinks at that, "Yeah. You know him? Tall, grumpy, good with short swords?"

[Ebiris]

"No idea," she shakes her head. "Found a book with Sandos's things with a few names in it and his was crossed out. The others were Muld, Bre, and Johane."

[Anastasia]

Bre sits back at that, "Muld, Amegus and Johane were part of the last company I was in, before I got scouted over to here. Why the hell would they be in a book Sandos had?"

The bald man blinks, "Am I not drunk enough for this or am I too drunk?" He peers into his empty tankard and tosses it aside, "This an old friends of yours, Bre?"

[Ebiris]

"Sounds like he had a grudge against that company then," Marie opines. "So how'd your current one put you in his path?"

[Anastasia]

"Boss wanted him dead, said it was a job," Bre says, "Sandos was a sorcerer of fair power and skill, as well as able to fight with his fists. Heard he makes his money slipping in and doing dirty work on Primes, but didn't have a firm read about it. All I know is that he had a bolthole somewhere in that mining town and that the boss wanted us to lay low in a cave, because the locals are strong and don't tolerate this if the wrong parties get wind of it."

[Ebiris]

"That's true," Marie agrees. "What was with the darkskull in the cave anyway?"

she's sensing motives, take 10 for 59 throughout this conversation btw.