<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2690799#msg2690799">Quote from: The Great Triangle on 31-01-2010, 06:35:37</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lionel spied the half orc and tapped Sigmund on the shoulder.  "That man is evil, and he might just be hiding the halfling's assets for him.  Will you watch the tavern for me while I tail him to see what he's up to?"  The Paladin asked, slipping into the shadows to keep track of the half orc's motions, relying mostly on cover to hide himself thanks to the unfortunate visual acuity of the underground race.  With any luck, the jangling of a large back of money wouldn't be too hard to detect.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>[Far Outside Cayden's Hall]<br/>The two travel down the street before the half-orc goes out of sight and into an alleyway not more than a couple hundred feet away. Upon reaching the alleyway, Lionel finds it pitch black, the sounds of brisk footsteps could be heard moving away.<br/><br/>[Outside Cayden's Hall]<br/>Sigmund finds himself standing watch, nobody else comes out the front door. After about a minute or so, the beggars in the alleyway shuffle to the back, but soon return, one with a dissapointed look upon his face.<br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2690828#msg2690828">Quote from: Chloe Milev on 31-01-2010, 06:45:17</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yes, brave, foolish, and everything in between.  Well, it doesn't sound like anyone has seen much.  Have anyone or anything disappeared, been damaged, or killed?  Anything left behind?  Or even any numbers?  Some sort of identification would make it easier for us to find whatever has been skulking around."  Embry isn't too set on interrogating him, but a rough guess would be useful before she headed out.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>[City Gate]<br/><strong>"They each tell it differently, but they all say they saw one or more sets of eyes staring back at them. Nothing of ours have been taken, but the patrols say things outside the walls have been moving or dissappearing."</strong>, he responds, placing the coin purse back on his persons,<strong>"It could be scouts of the Black Trench trying to gauge our strength and playing on fear. Or it could be something even worse. If you want to check it out, look in west of the city ruins, that's where most of the sightings are."</strong><br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2690890#msg2690890">Quote from: Elven Sex Goddess on 31-01-2010, 07:14:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em>"Yes, oh yes give it to me.   Yes all of it.</em>   She once again spurt out.   Giving him enthusiasm as he took her.   <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>[The Nest]<br/>He paced himself slower this time, not hurrying like before. Pushing her legs forward and apart to gain as much access as possible, he slides himself as far in as possible with a quick motion, then pulls out slowly before repeating.<br/><strong>"Look at you take it."</strong>, he speaks as he takes her, his ego stoked,<strong>"Ah, yes! Beg me for more. Beg me to do your ass."</strong><br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2691042#msg2691042">Quote from: Matthew on 31-01-2010, 08:30:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Quietly, a weary looking figure approached the gate. His dress was roughly upper middle class, and though his clothes showed signs of time spent on the road, they were otherwise well taken care of. All in all, he presented the image of a fairly average, successful merchant, a small pair of spectacles perched on his nose. The only thing that was a bit off was his hair, being, while not extreme, a bit longer then one would expect from someone dressed as he was.<br/><br/>In actuality, the man had first arrived at the town much earlier in the day... having spotted the guards being fairly vigilant with their searches at the gate, however, he had delayed his approach, spending several hours outside the town getting his disguise just right, not wanting to draw suspicion to himself. He gave the guard a polite nod as he approached, doing his best to act casual at the first test of his work "Good day to you, sir... all well on the road here, I hope?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>[Just Outside the City Gate]<br/>The gate watcher holds his lantern high to look over the newcomer.<br/><strong>"Go on in. Speak to the Lieutenant Morglum first, he'll fill you in."</strong>, he waves him off, not wanting to spend too much time on the matter.<br/>The half-orc lieutenant is currently talking with a couple others over a matter about creatures stalking  outside the walls.