WHO: Athessa, Bastien, Doki, Sylvestre, Aleksei, Laura, et al WHAT: An informal inquest into recent acts of thievery WHEN: TBD, between Athessa's day as Ambassador and now WHERE: The Gallows, around Kirkwall NOTES: nah.
In the span of time Athessa's attention has shifted, Aleksei has walked briskly down the lane. The choice of road doesn't matter, not really. He'll need to find his way back later on, but that's after he's cleared the beard from his face and gifted the cloak and tunic to whoever is nearest to hand.
But her gamble on selling the poor-lost-elf routine has cost her valuable time and broken the line of sight between them by too wide a margin. She can't waste time rushing down the other alleys to find him from the street, so once more she takes the high road on the rooftops.
It won't be easy to regain a position to try and dupe him like she was. Maybe even impossible, without a disguise. Time will tell if an opportunity presents itself. In the meantime...
"Hey, Big Turnip," she speaks into her crystal once she's spotted Aleksei once more. Much easier to keep pace without having to dodge passers-by. "You get a good look at that Bill Bravo guy when he was leaving the shop?"
For his part, Aleksei has been roped into a meandering discussion on beard care with two dwarves passing the same way as him. Keeping pace with them is truly a test of his patience.
Upside: he has convinced them egg is the key component of growing such a lustrous and bushy beard as his own.
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His thanks to random surly cart attendant. Maybe.
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But her gamble on selling the poor-lost-elf routine has cost her valuable time and broken the line of sight between them by too wide a margin. She can't waste time rushing down the other alleys to find him from the street, so once more she takes the high road on the rooftops.
It won't be easy to regain a position to try and dupe him like she was. Maybe even impossible, without a disguise. Time will tell if an opportunity presents itself. In the meantime...
"Hey, Big Turnip," she speaks into her crystal once she's spotted Aleksei once more. Much easier to keep pace without having to dodge passers-by. "You get a good look at that Bill Bravo guy when he was leaving the shop?"
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Upside: he has convinced them egg is the key component of growing such a lustrous and bushy beard as his own.