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playedbetter:
“Good, cause the scope of my gear is just what I’ve got in my bag.” Which was not a lot courtesy of not having consistent means of travel meaning she had to walk a lot of the time. “Some sort of distraction might be nice to have, maybe fireworks?”
Beau cracked her knuckles. “As long as some decent foothold I’m game. I’ve also got weapons for myself well and covered between the staff and my fists. Really what I’m worried about is intel, like a schedule or layout of the place.”
She polished off her mug of beer. Then began to signal the barmaid over as she asked. “I think we need another round, you want anything?”
“I’m working on getting that. I have my foot in the door with some working girls and seeing what they already know and if they can get anymore information for us before we make our attempt.” She spoke after a moment. The rogue hadn’t done anything like this in a while and while she at least had enough trust to know that Beau wouldn’t outright betray and hurt her that didn’t mean things couldn’t go badly again.
“I... sure I don’t see why not. I would prefer a wine to ale though personally.”
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HIS MIND PUZZLED OVER WHAT WEYLYN COULD MEAN. Why would he think Essek might think he’d been hiding it? Was it malevolent in some fashion, or directly connected to the Luxon? If it was the former, he had a guess as to what he was about to see. He gave Weylyn a nod as permission for him to proceed.
Weylen took a breath, moving a few steps back for some space before he let the tattered, skeletal remains of his wings unfurl. He didn’t let eyes eyes look at the drow, he didn’t want to see what reaction Essek had incase it was anything resembling disgust. He had gotten close enough that he didn’t know if he could handle that. “They weren’t always like this... they changed when I... when I murdered my brother.”
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