<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Leisha of Breland (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=654922)</span><br/><br/>Leisha settled in to listen as the meeting started and Derram began to explain the particulars of the mission they were all now on.  Their last big mission had seen them all taking on a pack of hobgoblin raiders from Darguun who had somehow managed to make their way through Breland and Thrane, and all the way up to Aundair to start terrorizing the countryside.  Apparently, after that mission was complete, they had been in the right place at the right time to pick up an easy, well-paying transport job, and they were taking care of that job right now as the ship quickly made its way to Sharn.<br/><br/>As a result of taking on this job, they were helping out an influential noblewoman in a big way, and were getting an invitation to a high society party as an added reward.  And on top of that, as a result of getting the invitation, they were being approached with another job offer from House Deneith, this one for one of those 'plausible deniability' jobs where they had to do something without people realizing they were doing anything.  In this case, they had to protect a large gathering of people from a possible outside attack, while also not letting any of the security on-site know that they had extra help until the attack actually started.<br/><br/>On the surface, it looked like they had had a huge stroke of good fortune, a couple of well-paying jobs all leading into each other in a way that would leave them all a lot richer at the end of it.  Digging deeper, though?  This last job was going to be annoying.  They were going to have to take a bunch of precautions to smuggle their gear into a fancy party, mingle with the guests while staying on guard and also not giving away their true reasons for attending, and worst of all, deal with the inane prattling of the assorted nobility...  It was going to be both boring and nerve-wracking at the same time.<br/><br/>"I can get my own gear in without much trouble, since I've already got plenty of illusions up all the time anyway,"  Leisha commented, when Derram opened the floor to suggestions on how they would get their equipment past the door.  To demonstrate what she meant, she gave the mental command to shift the appearance of her glamered armor, changing it from white clothing to a white formal dress with a flowery print, something that admittedly looked more like a wedding dress than a party dress.  "We might be able to smuggle other weapons and magic items past security in my bag, as well, though that would mean we'd all have to meet up when the fighting starts.  As for armor, if House Deneith is footing the bill on this one, is there any chance we could borrow some extra magic items from them for the party?  If they could lend us some Hats of Disguise or Rings of Chameleon Power, that would solve our problems pretty easily."