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Post by The Eagle on Dec 18, 2012 17:10:20 GMT -5
This side alley is dark, and quiet, with many blind spots. Nearly every sound, from the tap of a pebble to a whispered voice, fades quietly, absorbed by the walls. During Night, those who walk through it are nearly invisible, from the complete lack of light.
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 18, 2012 17:12:28 GMT -5
Jory walked through The Alley, stopping and turning around. "You shouldn't mention 'The Sorcerer' in a common tavern. This assignment is completely silent. If we're caught, nobody will know who was behind it. So from now on, he's Lord O. Understood?"
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 18, 2012 17:16:23 GMT -5
She nodded,"Surely.. That was my mistake." Black bird looked around the alleyway, dark as ink and she was wondering who or what else had been there.
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 18, 2012 17:20:54 GMT -5
Jory nodded. "Good. Now the assignment we've been given isn't an easy one, nor do we have much time." He took a deep, melodramatic breath.
"We are going to steal Wildfire, And Not only is The Pyromancer's Guild locked up pretty tightly, The Substance we're going to be handling is...." He grinned. "Unstable, but aren't we all."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2012 17:27:14 GMT -5
Cayn leaves the Rotted Goat, and follows after Jory and the girl, being careful not to be noticed.
(Sneaking: 80)
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 18, 2012 17:28:01 GMT -5
Someone want to roll his sneaking vs. our observation rolls? Observation (80) for me, Observation (55) for her.
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 18, 2012 17:31:16 GMT -5
Raven looked at him,"Wild... What?" Her expression shocked,"This is one of the most unstable substances around." Her green eyes wide,"If we drop any we are done."
"Unstable... That is a small word for it." She then smiled,"But I am up for it."
((For me (observation 55)).
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Post by Amelia Royce on Dec 18, 2012 17:55:05 GMT -5
Cayn managed to sneak into the alleyeay and catch some of the conversation, before accidentally scuffing the wall loudly.
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 18, 2012 18:04:53 GMT -5
Raven turned her head in the direction of the sound,"It seems we are not alone here after all, Jory." She placed her fingers on her throwing knives, waiting....
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2012 18:07:41 GMT -5
Cayn reaches for one of his dirks, holding it by the blade for throwing. Though he couldn't see where the other two were, he could only guess from where he'd heard their voices coming from.
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 18, 2012 18:18:49 GMT -5
Jory silently drew a dagger. "What? Probably just a Cat." As he spoke, He threw it in the direction of the scuff, grabbing Raven and throwing the two of them up flat against the wall as he did, hoping she would catch on fast enough.
Small Blades (75)
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 18, 2012 18:20:01 GMT -5
Raven laid against the wall, and she waited for the so called cat to move again.
Small Blades (melee and thrown) (75)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2012 2:44:49 GMT -5
(OOC: Waiting for Jory's throw to be resolved)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Dec 19, 2012 4:40:59 GMT -5
Roll: 121
The knife snaps into the thin walls of the building, and draws a touch of blood on the other side, but nothing serious.
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 19, 2012 12:44:39 GMT -5
A split second after he threw his knife, Jory slung his already-strung bow off his shoulders and silently drew an arrow from his quiver, nocking it to the string and pulling it back to his ear. He loosed and than moved, knowing the attack from his pursuer was likely coming his way as well.
Bows (90)
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