A neverending field

[Anastasia]

Give me a Diplomacy check here, scary not pixie.

[Corwin]

Taking 10 for 105 (+2 vs men!)

[Anastasia]

"Acceptable," Is the answer, a hand offered out.

[Corwin]

"A pleasure doing business with you," Seira responds, placing stacks of platinum in the shopkeeper's hand while leaving it to Amaryl to pick up the souls she's decided to ransom.

Given the numbers, I figure that covers them all. I've posted the expense in loot.

[Anastasia]

The bars are taken, "Good money," he says slowly, "Where did you come on this platinum?"

[Corwin]

"The coinage is a nondiscriminating Brightwater mint," Seira tells him in a bland tone.

[Anastasia]

"Brightwater," Is said in tones of mild dislike, "How did you end up getting coins from there, mortal?"

[Corwin]

"How much is that information worth to you?"

[Anastasia]

Diplo or Intimidate here, depending on which angle you're going for. +5 if it's the latter.

[Corwin]

I'm not scary here! Taking 10 for 105 (+2 vs men!)

[Anastasia]

"Hmph," You're waved off at that, a look of amusement on the devil's face.

[Corwin]

Seira returns that look of amusement and leads the way out. This was a good diversion, since they'd be able to direct the souls to their proper rewards regardless of the success of their main goal here, but for now she returns to staking out her target.

[Anastasia]

It's not long - you see a devil that matches the description in the streets, walking along. She strides forward strongly, expression cold and haughty.

[Corwin]

Excellent! Seira studies her magical protections!

Greater arcane sight to see what she has on.

[Anastasia]

She has greater mage armor and a nondetection effect you beat trivially.