Pyra raises an eyebrow "Well that's not what I was expecting to hear but you know what? Fuck 'em, they've been causeing me more than enough trouble lately and I would gladly pay to finally be rid of shitbags." she just chugs the rest of the bottle before continueing "Yeah they're still in that ramshackle warehouse they call a temple, though if the rumours are true then they got somthing big planned."
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Goltinder recives the address for the Dockmaster, fortunetly it is not too far from your current position, upon reaching the large building you see the lights on in the building.

Inside you find a man behind a desk looking over a selection of papers, probally a shipping manifests for tomorrow. He looks up at you and says "I'm a little busy at the moment, if you have an item to collect then I suggest you come back tomorrow."
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Makaria was waiting in the alley when the rest of the party emerged, wrapped in her cloak, though of how she had tracked them there she said nothing.

In reply to Overlord (msg # 81):


OOC: 21:32, Today: Balasar rolled 5 using 1d20+2.  Card Game Banter.
21:32, Today: Balasar rolled 8 using 1d20+2.  Cards game banter.

In reply to Overlord (msg # 105):

Goltinder advanced to the desk and said in a quiet voice: "This is a matter of the Inquisition. I need your full attention."
Goltinder looks in the dock master's eyes. If he sees resistance there and that the dock master is about to call the alarm, he'll cast charm person. But if he sees fear in the man's eyes or willingness to help, he'll continue in the same soft voice:
"I need information about the ships which are docked here. Especially at the northern end of the docks. Also, I need to know what you can tell me about the warehouses which are the situated at the northern side of the docks. Who owns them? What is stored there? Are they used regularly?"

"Do we have what we came here for? We know where they are so now let's go play. I'm thirsty and whilst I thank you for the hospitality, this isn't my preferred vintage."

Lilith smiles and her fangs drop ever so slightly.

Nyenna looks vaguely amused with the others' discomfort, but only for a second. Standing up, she places her glass on the counter a bit too roughly for safety. "I think we're good, though Cinders, I might be comin' back for ammo after we're done with this." Smirking, she pats one of the pouches on her belt. "The Dark Sun are gonna do some talkin' with my boys."

"I may come back and take a sip or two, see if you're as hot-blooded as they say, Cinders.

"Want to play later? It's an experience you'll never forget. You may even convince tall, broody, and good looking over there." She indicated Marcus, pulling upon her cloak to show her flayed sternum.

"Pleasure and pain such as you have never conceived of."

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The lizardman gave a toothy grin glancing from one to the other, shifting towards the door he gave a low grunt, "Good, enough cover. Lets go kill some meat." He would wait for the others but it was most obvious Xul was more than eager to find this warehouse and get their actual mission under way.

Makaria greeted the rest of the party as they exited the building.

"I trust we have a lead?"

'We found out where there's a veritable banquet of villains to feast upon. What say we meet up with the others and sate our appetites, hmm?"

The hellish crimson glow of Lilith's eyes flares as she bares her fangs in a wicked smile.

Markus nods in approval. "We should find the purple fool and see if they have made any progress."

"Such a lovely night for a stroll. Care to hold my hand, Markus? It would be so romantic, the two of us."

Lilith holds up her hand and everyone present sees fishhooks driven underneath her fingernails so the hooks are curving in towards her palm.

"I promise I won't bite. Much."

Xul growled softly under his breath glancing aside at Lilith and Markus. "Mate later. We have a hunt to complete. The presentation of ones enemies heads make good betrothal gifts." Glancing around the streets he realized he had no clue where this ware house was. Glancing back to Nyenna he tilted his head slightly, "Which way?"

"I like how you think, Xul. Will you bring me a head as a betrothal gift, Markus. That would be the sweetest betrothal gift ever."

She bats her eyelids at Markus, attempting to look innocent.

Goltinder needs to convince the dock master that he's really from the Inquisition.
He says with conviction: "Asmodeus rules. Resistance is futile. Obey the liches and their servants, the initiated. Now answer me!"

OOC: 10:43, Today: Goltinder rolled 20 using 1d20+3.  Persuasion to convince the dock master that Goltinder is from Inquisition.
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In reply to Lilith Darkmoore (msg # 118):

~The site of the walking carnage that was Lilith brought memories of the nurses that aided in Markus' transformation. Those dark beings used similar hooks to flay his skin from muscle for long and endless days deep within the Citadel's dungeons.

The smell of flesh burning suddenly filled the blackguard's senses and see saw red. The image of Lilith's head on a rusty platter formed in his mind and her shit-eating grin was contorted and maimed into terrified visage before an endless sea of flame.~

Clutching his mace tightly Markus clenches his jaw and rotates his head and neck stiffly in his armor, his face tight like his mailed gauntlet. Raising his left hand he points to Lilith trembling in rage. "All our heads our forfeit if we fail this mission. Asmodeus does not tolerate the weak in his flock and you can save your fucking for when the sun worshiping fools repent for their blasphemy." Before he pivots away and heads away from the alley.

"Where is the purple fool?" He mutters to himself peering out toward the street.

Nyenna steps forward, raising her hands. "Hey, hey, we're all coworkers here! Let's cut the shit and find some Pelorites to royally fuck over in wh'tever way y'choose to interpret those words! C'mon, I'll bring ya to their hideout and we'll scope it out, maybe see if the others've gotten anywhere."

The Dockmaster gives Goltinder a frightend look "Great now this." he mutters rubbing his forhead and looking away for a moment and rummaging through a set of documents "The Northen side of the docks is for the Nobles personally deliveries and shipments." he produces a parchment with a list of noble houses "This is the list of Nobles that have had a delivery within the last month my Lord, however I must also inform you that House Arllen manages that area of business and they tale a percentage of any thing stored in thouse warehouses."

As you look over the listing you find that the majority of them are labled Undisclosed Goods and all have the same address which appears to belong to House Arllen itself.
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Lilith looks over at Nyenna and raises a brow, "Was it something I said? I think I made my beloved mad. I'll eat extra cultists to make him happy."

Goltinder still speaks in a soft voice, as he says to the dock master:
"-I need more information. What can you tell me about the Hous Arllen? Which noble family has had the most deliveries in the past week? What can you tell me about that noble house with the most deliveries?"

OOC: I want to check what Goltinder himself knows about the noble houses mentioned on the list and about House Arllen-
13:32, Today: Goltinder rolled 20 using 1d20+1.  Intelligence (history) about House Arllen.
Overlord, please make appropriate checks for his knowledge about other noble houses.

"It's less what you've said, and more than you keep repeating it ad nauseam."

Makaria responded to the Vampiress.

"We hear you, your hungers are endless and ever varied, a true creature of darkness and sin.  Right now though, we've a job to do.  I'm sure you will have every opportunity to indulge in every vice once it is complete, and you've advertised loud and clear that you wish many to join you.  However, in the present it is serving only as a distraction from our goal."

The Tiefling smiled, making it slightly more difficult to tell is said distraction was one she ultimately enjoyed, or was merely annoyed by.

"We've vermin to exterminate."

She thumped the butt end of her glaive down on the pavement, emphasizing her point.

"For my part, I am very much looking forward to seeing how much of this act you can back up."

Her smile broadened, more playful than malicious.
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Lilith's eyes flashed and her fangs extended to their full length as the mischievous, slightly mocking look she had worn since meeting them vanished and the predator beneath was truly revealed.

When she spoke her voice was a hissing growl. "Let us be about the night's work so I can demonstrate how much of my 'act I can back up.'

"Be careful what you ask for-Maria Thriceburned-you just might get it."

The Vampiress moved off, her motions still that sinuous glide but married now to the determined stalk of a hunter on the prowl.

"That's better."

Makaria's voice was a purr, and with a practiced motion she unfurled the blade of her glaive and set off after the stalking Vampiress.  Her own feet were heavy on the cobblestones, armored boots and purplish black mail clanking as she marched.

Content that the others are as focused on their task as they can be, Nyenna walks after Lilith and Makaria and situates herself at the front of the group.

OOC: Assuming no significant developments on the way, Nyenna will lead the others to the docks and point out the Dark Sun base.

The Dockmaster coughs nervously "All I can tell you sir that house Arllen has been moving goods around alot the last few weeks and as much as I would live to awnser your questions Sir I'm not paid enough to cross Lord Mathias if he has his guards protecting the warehouses he owns.
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