Angati:
"We need to act quick... I will need all the resources you can provide. Communications, carts, horses, contacts with the guards... only those you can trust... I will let you know. For now, send someone see if he can find Victor at his home, not to interact with him... just to see. Also... do you have contacts in the Thiefs ? If you don't maybe with a little money Logan here can move a search... we want to know if anyone has seen Victor, or if there is anything going on in the city that anyone has heard of".
The house becomes the centre of a maelstrom of activity as Angati's orders are followed... or at least attempted to be followed. The sun is dropping below the horizon and tonight is 'wildnight', the last night of carnevalé when masters serve the servants, gondoliers recline while customers punt, everyone gets massively drunk and crazy revellers roam the streets unchecked.
Still, her father's resources are considerable and a squad of armed men are sent to spy out Victor's home. Two more squads stand ready in the house.
OOC: You say that they should check if they can find Victor in his home but they should not interact with him. How can they do both of those? Do you want them to knock on the door, or just spy from a distance?
Carts and horses are readied at the front door, ready to be put to use at a moments notice.
The district watch is contacted and a squad of men are sent over to help secure the house.
Contacting the underworld of the thieves is a little more difficult. Since the party destroyed the Lotus Dragons about a month ago, a dozen small thieves' guilds have sprung up and begun fighting for power. Still, the word is put out on the street that the whereabouts of Victor Saint-Demain are wanted and that a sizeable reward is being offered.
Kassius:
"Huh, fragments. Maybe from some stone creature? Wasn't there something about a gargoyle?" Kassius asks, as he walks over to take a closer look.
Kassius, having learnt that it was hopeless to expect Kibeti to do any tracking, has instead concentrated on building the skill in himself. He picks up the scent, or rather scents, easily enough. The odours of cigar smoke, wet fur, expensive musk, skin rash and dandruff all reach his enhanced nostrils. He guesses that at least five people were involved in this heist.
As for the white stone fragments? Yes, they definitely look like stone skin as evidenced by the finger prints on some of them. Looks like that 'Srimshaw the Ivory Gargoyle' was one of the culprits.