[D5 - LA] Vulpine Dealing (expecting)

[Alynne Valaris]

Alynne was ready. '' Concentrate in the sensory recorder, Mr. Ikkit and the experience will start.'' She said to goblin as she herself concentrated and focused her mind and body with the magical stone.

[Ikkit the Bastard]

Here goes nothing.

[Flession]

The Sensorium flickered to life, enveloping you both in an ethereal embrace of sights, sounds, and sensations. As you soon find yourself stood within a spacious study adorned with shelves teeming with ancient tomes and mystical artifacts. The air was thick with the fragrance of aged parchment and arcane reagents. Before you, seated around a circular table with some fresh apples upon it, were three figures engaged in fervent discussion.


Rhaunades the Wizard, his flowing robes adorned with constellations, leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with an intensity born of both knowledge and ambition. "Gentlemen, the Codex of Infinite Planes is the key to unraveling the very fabric of existence. Within its pages lies untold power, and our goal is clear – to liberate it from the clutches of Marrake al-Sidan al-Hariq ben Lazan's vault." Jonn, his young and eager apprentice, nodded in agreement. Ikkit would recgonize that man as the man he found with his mouth removed the other day. "Master, the Sultan's vault is guarded by efreeti sentinels and formidable enchantments. How can we possibly breach its defenses?" It was then that another man he would recognize appeared; the man who supposedly killed Jonn, his face obscured by a dark cowl, interjected in a voice as soft as a whisper. "Fear not, young Jonn. My skills in subterfuge and darkness are unmatched. There is little that we can do, and my presence here ensures that the Revolutionary League has confired the request for the support for this task, so long as you give your word and hold your end of the barging."

Rhaunades leaned back, stroking his long beard thoughtfully. "Of course, I'll use the book and send their Factol into the Etheral, as agreed. From there, you lot can do with him as you like. Never liked the bastard, anyway. So then..." He unravels a map of the City of Brass. "Our approach must be multi-faceted. Silentblade, you shall gather intelligence on the Sultan's routines and the palace layout. Jonn, your burgeoning talents in illusion magic will be invaluable in creating diversions and illusions to deceive our foes. They're efretti, and are not to be underestimated. Our sponsors have given us the proper tools to ensure that your magic will effect them properly."

Jonn's eyes sparkled with determination. "I shall not fail you, Master."

"I'll be heading over to the Sensorium to record this meeting, to ensure the record of this meeting has been made, as per the conditions. Should we fail, we are to meet on Toril at the agreed upon location. Oh Jonn, make sure to run and get the potions before we leave; make sure to get it done before afterpeak"


Jonn nods and begins to leave, while Silentblade turns the corner with Rhaunades making some final preparations. He turns and gives a long stare at your face, leaning in closer to your faces. "Now I'm curious...with this knowledge, what will you do with it?"

[Alynne Valaris]

Well that was somewhat dissapointing. Not because the information given, but that the memory was neither painful nor pleasant.

'' I guess we both lost the bet, Mr. Ikkit...'' She said to the goblin. Of course there was a third option. '' I have no idea about what was happening in there, although it seems to be important, especially the part of the Codex of Infinite Planes or whatever.'' She adds as she thinks about it.

[Shemeshka]

"Yes, it was. I didn't get much from it, myself. Although, that does explain what they were trying to accomplish." The demoness said, sitting in a chair close by the two of you as your eyes open, although this time without her entorage. "Hope you don't mind, I decided to come after all."

[Ikkit the Bastard]

Ikkit didn't bat an eye at the yugoloth's presence.

"Seems t'be sensible on yer part, Shemeshka. Want somethin' done right..."

[Shemeshka]

"Naturally, my dear Ikkit. I needed to know, and you had my trust, sometime you just need to see it with your own eyes. Especially when it comes to friends."

[Alynne Valaris]

'' What? How...'' Alynne, unlike Ikkit was surprised by her appearance out of nowhere. '' I mean, can you just randomly teleport to other places, Lady Shemeshka? theoretically is possible...''

'' Well i guess no matter now, since you are here. I assume you watched the experience somehow?'' Alynne was still confused if she was able to do so or not.

[Ikkit the Bastard]

"She didn't get where she is by sharin' how she does what she does."

Ikkit sounded... amused and almost approving.

[Shemeshka]

"We're not close enough yet to discuss what I can and cannot do." Her eyes glare at you deeply for a moment, like a fox ready to pounce on some prey. "Suffice to say, you've been a good friend and have done exactly what I've asked of you." She then turns her head and nods politely to Ikkit, who seems to have a better grasp of the situation. "So the old cod was after the Codex. That explains some things..."

She turns and looks at you. "...Nothing you need to concern yourself with, of course. You've both done your role well on this somewhat easy task, and are to commended for it, unwitting as you may have been." There is a long pause. "As your friend, Alynne Valaris, I would highly suggest you consider being under the care of Ikkit for the foreseeable future." She turns. "His grasp of the obvious may help you survive here longer." She stands up and dusts herself off, smoothing out her dress before instinctually turning to look at a mirror that wasn't currently there before looking rather disappointed.

"Speaking of, how's your guild coming along?"