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Started by Asrana, September 01, 2002, 11:27:36 PM

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Bean Bandit

Wraith blinked. "Well, I'm looking for extralegal narcotics." he said, politely, but bluntly. "Fast acting hallocinogens, preferably. That's why Danel recommended you..."
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I love the games I've played here.

Asrana

Jaleen smirked, "Aye...he would indeed suggest me for such a thing if Sefeya told him you were working for her."

Walking behind the shop's counter and unlocking a door, she darted inside, gesturing for Wraith to follow...
lt;Kotono>  (Currently looks like a 16-year-old girl):I walk up to the leader and say, "Are you so sure you want our money?" and use my alter self ability to grow a massive bulge in my pants.

Asrana

Around Sefeya and Serilliyus were boxes and barrels, an inn store room. It was very dim, almost too dark to see even with Serilliyus' elven eyesight.

Sefeya was drumming her knuckles against a wooden wall without any supplies, her attention obviously on the activity.

A moment later, something clicked, and Sefeya pushed the wall in, creating a hole to slip into what looked like a normal inn room.
lt;Kotono>  (Currently looks like a 16-year-old girl):I walk up to the leader and say, "Are you so sure you want our money?" and use my alter self ability to grow a massive bulge in my pants.

Carthrat

Serilliyus raised an eyebrow at the... elaborate means of getting around, but shrugged, and headed through the hole, eyes darting about and absorbing her surroundings..
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Asrana

The inn room was fairly normal. To Serilliyus' left there was a bed and nightstand, an unlit brass lamp set on its surface. Across from the bed and nightstand was a wardrobe, its dark and battered wood filling up most of that corner.

Sefeya smiled, producing a key from inside her cloak and unlocking a door on the far side of the room. She ducked through, gesturing for Serilliyus to follow into the hallway.
lt;Kotono>  (Currently looks like a 16-year-old girl):I walk up to the leader and say, "Are you so sure you want our money?" and use my alter self ability to grow a massive bulge in my pants.

Carthrat

Serilliyus continued to follow Sefeya...
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Asrana

Sefeya lead Serilliyus through a normal inn halway and into the common room.

Smelling faintly of smoke and cooked meat, the common room was sparsely populated with mercenaries, the almost downtrodden type that were hired by merchants unable to afford one of the draconian mercenary guilds.

None of them payed much attention to Sefeya as she lead Serilliyus through and into the market; Serilliyus being given even less attention by the locals.

Emerging into the southern side of the market, Sefeya and Serilliyus didn't have an immediate view of the harbor. WHat towered in the forefron of their vision though, were the ornately wrought crystal and metal of the fountain and the glossy black granite and basalt of the palace.

The fountain remained unchanged from Wraith's entrance minutes before, black marble benched with white, crowned in blackened steel and gold twisted around red crystal, the spire supported by arches of clear crystal painstakingly carved and faceted.

Sefeya smiled at the sight, stopping momentarily to enjoy it before cutting into the crowd, expecting Serilliyus to follow...
lt;Kotono>  (Currently looks like a 16-year-old girl):I walk up to the leader and say, "Are you so sure you want our money?" and use my alter self ability to grow a massive bulge in my pants.

Bean Bandit

Wraith followed the Jaleen quietly, glancing around as he did.

"Also, I'd like to know the properties of the drugs, if you don't mind. I need one that is quite flame resistant, as I need to be sure my method of delivery doesn't ruin the product..." He added softly.
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I love the games I've played here.

Asrana

Jaleen raised an eyebrow as she looked around the room they had entered. It was small, and filled with shelves of thick glass jars and metal boxes.

"Alright...how exactly will you be delivering it? There may be interactions between the compounds..."
lt;Kotono>  (Currently looks like a 16-year-old girl):I walk up to the leader and say, "Are you so sure you want our money?" and use my alter self ability to grow a massive bulge in my pants.

Bean Bandit

Wraith looked thoughtful.

"I was hoping to create a few...drug laced smoke bombs," he explained slowly. "If you understand my meaning. "Perhaps some other method, of that's not feasible...aerosol style delivery maybe? Which is why I wanted somethng fast acting, as well..."
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I love the games I've played here.

Carthrat

OOC: These people can make explosive smoke/drug bombs?

* Carthrat needs better poisons. o-o

IC: Serilliyus raised an eyebrow at the scene in front of her. It was, to date, the most impressive thing she'd seen since coming to this world..

Shrugging silently, she began tracking Sefeya through the crowd, avoiding people as much as possible..
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Asrana

OOC: No, Rat. They're not quite explosive. It's just good alchemy and exotic compounds *yes, Ginn, I know I should've read a chemistry book first, but I don't want to =P*

It'd simply be integrating a halucinogen into the chemicals for a smoke bomb and delivering it via the smoke.
And NO, your poisons are fine as is ~_~

IC: Jaleen grinned and shook her head, "Sefeya really knows how to pick 'em..."

Her eyes flicked over the jars and containers in the room, frowning and evaluating. "I could come up with something in a few days...how long will you be around and how long until you need this?"
lt;Kotono>  (Currently looks like a 16-year-old girl):I walk up to the leader and say, "Are you so sure you want our money?" and use my alter self ability to grow a massive bulge in my pants.

Bean Bandit

Wraith blinked, wondering how to interpret the first remark...then decided to focus on the last.

"I meet with the people I've been asked to work with tomorrow. I haven't been informed of travel arrangements, but it seems likely they won't dally long. Can you have it ready by tomorrow morning?"
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I love the games I've played here.

Asrana

Sefeya lead Serilliyus through the crowd, a barely perceptible wake forming behind the royal enforcer as she cut through the sea of people.

Heading up the northern exit of the market, the number of people thinned, reducing the visuality of the space afforded Sefeya.

Going past Jaleen's, Sefeya's eyes flickered to the door, smiling oddly before moving on quickly.

They passed shops of a bizarre variety on the way to the citadel, everything for jewelers to blacksmiths lined the long street, all with one thing in common: They were all very well off, and from all evidence it was because of the royal family.

A few dozen meters more, and they were at the gates, Sefeya's fingers flickering signals to the guards, too fast to be registered.

The citadel was looming mass of granite and basalt, sharp spires clawing at the sky around the massive central keep. The keep itself looked like it had been at some point a much smaller keep surrounded by towers, but over time it had expanded and engulfed them, now an imposing amalgm of basalt and granite, with arrow loops littered amongst fortified baclonies and walkways. Everything was connected, walls ran between towers and keep, making cutting any one part of the fortress off near impossible. Even above them, heavily fortified bridges spanned between the heaviest inner towers and the keep.

Through the gates of blackened steel, Sefeya lead Serilliyus into the courtyard, one that retained the original terrain of small and moderately forested rocky hills, necessary buildings carefully kept to clearings.

Sefeya smiled as she entered the ground, almost visibly relaxing. Her boots made sound now as she walked, the aura of silence and shadow no longer permeating her movements. She didn't keep to the shadows, and no longer seemed to swallow up light as she continued towards the keep.
lt;Kotono>  (Currently looks like a 16-year-old girl):I walk up to the leader and say, "Are you so sure you want our money?" and use my alter self ability to grow a massive bulge in my pants.

Asrana

Jaleen peered at Wraith, "Well...delaying other requests, I could have half a dozen done by tomorrow...but I know the Jade Dragons...and they wouldn't be taking off that soon. Lady Sefeya in particular be a very patient one..."

"To do 'em proper like, and especially if you want more than a half dozen...it'd take me three days."
lt;Kotono>  (Currently looks like a 16-year-old girl):I walk up to the leader and say, "Are you so sure you want our money?" and use my alter self ability to grow a massive bulge in my pants.