<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/371237956c7d0a85ecc8c316798b3c49_zpsbzwqehxt.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:<em>Eilsaadi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=262693.msg12960748#msg12960748)</em><br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>:<em>43/43</em><br/><hr/><br/>The one called Eilsaadi slipped in through the kitchen entrance, with the paid help, and did little to draw attention to herself.  She wore a uniform bought with a meager sum from a restaurant worker who matched her size, and was eager to have the night off.  From there it was easy to steal a knife from the kitchen, hide it upon her person, and gain access to the entirety of the establishment, not just the private room.<br/><br/>She looked for Azzir first.  Mostly out of curiosity, to see just how much the man trusted his appointed leader.  From what little information she had garnered, she expected him to be keeping watch through a more arcane means; one which allowed him to keep his distance from his less reputable, and more volatile hirelings.  It occurred to her, a few minutes into her search, that if he wasn't wearing the mask, she would likely be unable to recognize him.<br/><br/>It was with this revelation that she decided to turn her attention upon their so-called leader.  The triton had already failed to establish a secure meeting place.  It was foolish to think that a "private room" in a public place, no matter how out-of-the-way, offered anything other than the illusion of privacy.  Unless Rushiya had paid each individual member of the staff to stay away for the entirety of the meeting, and posted guards at the door to prevent eavesdropping, this whole thing was a farce.  As cliche as it may have been, she would have preferred to meet in an abandoned warehouse, isolated grove, or a small house in which they could proceed with their business with ensured secrecy.<br/><br/>Her raven hair dyed white, and blue eyes turned brown with colored lenses, Eilsaadi entered the room carrying a tray of food.  A fake nose and false teeth completed the disguise.  How easy would it have been to sprinkle poison upon the dishes?  Perhaps Rushiya had overseen the preparation, but Eilsaadi highly doubted it.<br/><br/>The assassin delivered the platter to the proper table, retreated to a corner, and adopted a countenance of one who was attentive, and ready to serve, while being a simple part of the decor, until such time arose.<br/><br/>The knife she had pilfered squirreled away upon her person, she began her own test as she watched various people enter the room.  Which deserved her trust?  Which did she need to be careful around?  And how well did Azzir choose his team?<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Eilsaadi rolled: 1d20, adding 3 to the total<br/>Comment: disguise<br/>Result: 13,<br/>Total: 16<br/><br/>Roll Result: Eilsaadi rolled: 1d20, adding 10 to the total<br/>Comment: stealth<br/>Result: 20,<br/>Total: 30<br/><br/>Roll Result: Eilsaadi rolled: 1d20, adding 4 to the total<br/>Comment: deception<br/>Result: 13,<br/>Total: 17</div></div>