Black Legion

[Kerr]

Philip - Intelligence
Someone had taken his sujamma so Philip was left with the water Arya had been drinking. He took both glasses, hot and cold then made his way over to the other table to join the others.

Two nights? Lette said they arrived yesterday.

"Nice to meet you both." Philip lied with a nod as he sat down. "Philip. Arya here's more of a brandy woman, hopefully she didn't give you too much trouble." Philip took a drink of the warm water, it was nicer than he would have suspected but that relief dissipated when he realized Arya would actually have to drink his sujamma to keep up the illusion.

[BetaB17]

Arya - Hearthfelt Tavern

"Aye!" The altmer said with a pleasantly surprised and blissful smile, and she was genuinely surprised. After all, the spell was only casted on a whim, much better that than some accidental flames. She fumbled about with an empty chair for a moment, somehow both nervous and obedient to the man's proclaim for them to sit. She nearly spilt the bard's drink a few times, but finally managed to wrestle herself a spot just in time for Phillip's address

"M..me? Trouble? Don't you mean a delight?" She tried her best to display some ebb of wounded pride in her voice. She tossed her head away from Phillip, as if trying to give him the cold "And t..they say bard's 'ought to be kinder to ladies like I.. Whatever happened to that?"

She resumed a more blissfully ignorant smile as she leaned in on the group "But yes, I am Arya.. Now then.. W..Which one of you two must be Baurus?" She pointed between the other two men, doing her best to keep things merry

[Velvet LeChance]

Group I: Intelligence
(Arya, Vila and Philip)

"He be Baurus." The charmed man jerked a thumb toward his companion, who still seemed rather miffed about the whole situation. However, he only nodded politely as name was placed on him. "Aye," the companion added, somewhat quietly. "And I'm Qasr, for that matter," the charmed Redgaud continued a moment later. His gaze, Arya began to realise, now seemed oddly fixated on her as he spoke.

"And your name?" He offered Arya another yellow-toothed grin.

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Arya - Hearthfelt Tavern

For the first time in her act, she actually displayed a bit of shyness through the veil "Ummm.. Arya.. As was said prior..." She tried to smile his lapse away, but in a way, even she was stumped by his behavior. She almost couldn't help but be bashful to the attention

After a small delay, and a touch of red hitting her cheeksh, she leveled Phillip's cup near her mouth while it still remained in her hands, but waited a moment as it obscured her lips. Looking up with tame curiosity, she couldn't help but address to Qasr, to whom her eyes first set upon "I take it ye be travelers? Merchants perhaps? Or just passing through?"

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I'm just going to assume he was asking Arya her name(despite already introducing it twice) since it seemed he was focusing his attention on her, but I honestly like it better this way, to think his mind is lapsed due to her charm instead, idk, asking Phillip for his name

[Velvet LeChance]

Group I: Intelligence
(Arya, Vila and Philip)

The charmed Redgaurd nodded, but it was his friend who answered for him: "We're travelling merchants, aye. Been dangerous with the war, but somebodies got to do it. But-" his eyes shifted among the three of them, the rapidness of his delivery suggested some amount of discomfort with the topic. "But surely you haven't come here to talk work and other such drudgeries?"

The charmed Redgaurd nodded rapidly at that. "Oh yes," he began, leaning in deeply towards Arya now, "I would love to know more about you, Arya."

Group II: Raid
(Shulbash, Baelfire, Elona and Larius

Nerissa raised her eyebrow's in Shukbash's direction. "You want to hang yourself out like that, Orc, then I have no issue." She paused, clearly gripped in some amount of thought about the idea. "But, I doubt the corridor is wide enough to allow us to pass much around your engagement. Unless.."

Her face brightened, her wrist twisted in anticipation of her thought. "Unless you asked to visit someone: Get the drops on your escorts, draw them into some corner?" She paused, uncertainty clouded her features. "Given there's a corner, of course."

[The SheoDovah]

Team Bashfire - Raid planning

"If it is necessary." The orc informed Nerissa. "And I was going to address that but i agree. Getting the drop on the escorts will be the best way of being efficent during the raid. However, if the corridor is thin enough to create a bottleneck, we can use that to our advantage if an alternative escape route is not viable." He paused as he stroked his chin. "We could blast a hole in the wall to use to escape but that is a high risk affair. We would risk having a pile of rubble to climb over and become an easy target for the [&@%!]." He began to pace up and down. "However, if we split up up and delagate tasks, we can control the situation. Team A causes a fight in the entrance and blocks it to buy us time. Team B overwhelms the escorts, frees Hadras and provided that there is an alternative route of the prison, we use that then head to the sewers." He looked at the rest of the team. "Or alternatively, Team A starts a fire that draws out the guards, Team B overwhelms the escorts and uses the time to escape."

[Aarah]

Baelfire -Raid

Baelfire looked bored by the whole planning process going on.

"That's a lot of ideas, Orc. I say we just go in there, access the situation, and slit some throats."

[Dirty Spaceman]

Laurius - Raid

Laurius scratched the back of his neck as the conversation progressed. He wasn't fully comfortable with any of the suggestions, finding them all rather brash and risky, but it wasn't as if he had any better ideas. "I don't think we have enough people to risk splitting into two teams. We should either go all together and do the ambush on our escorts, or have Shulbash come separately and create a distraction so the rest of us can stab the scum in the back. I can assist with shielding and detecting enemies, and also hold my own in a fight - just not all at the same time, of course."

[The SheoDovah]

Team Bashfire - Shulbash

"Then come up with a plan." Shulbash retorted. "Then what? Do you expect the Thalmor to let us walk free or do you intend on sneaking by with a very likely to be wounded legionaire? Or do you intend to make it up?" He stared at Baelfire before Laurius suggested something. "It is of limited choice but numbers are both a powerful tool and a weakness." He unsheathed his sword. "If we do agree with me causing a distraction, there are two guards that shall die for their murder of an innocent." He was one to speak but he was at least trying to atone for his crimes and felt he had quite the long way to go before he was fully atoned.

[Aarah]

Baelfire -Raid

The Imperial smiled ever-so-slightly.
"I don't make things up, Orc. I adapt to situations. Even the best plans can be rendered useless in a second."

By the sounds of it, Shulbash had a vendetta against two particular guards over something, but Baelfire cared not as to the reason.

He unfolded his arms and took a few steps forward, grasping the hilt of his sword for a moment and looking towards the exit.
"Right. The Orc shall distract the guards. You," he pointed at Laurius "shield, detect, stab; whatever's needed. Enough talk. Let's go."

[Alarra]

Sorondil - Ygfa's

"Any suggestions?" Sorondil asked. "You probably know more about him than we do."

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Arya

She pleaded at the embarrassment from such attention "Please, please, you're much too kind. I'm just a humble merchant myself" In her lapse of judgement, she tried to break for a pause as she generously went for a sip from her cup. It didn't take her long to figure out where she went wrong

Almost falling out of her chair and slamming the cup upon the table, she very clearly struggled with the strong taste of sujiama. A mist of the stuff spouting out from her lips, away from the table and off to phillip's general direction. In a mix of shock, she covered her mouth with both hands, a rush of red hitting her face like a stampede. Her voice quivered for a moment "P..P..Phillip!?" She removed one of her hands to point upon the cup he had, her water of all things

[Kerr]

Philip - Intelligence

Philip looked down at his mug and then nodded. He was as upset as she was that his drink had been taken but tried not to let on. "Water. Not all like you Arya, drinking this early." said Philip. The bard shrugged. "But we're in good company, so why not? Lette another Sujamma!" Philip shouted. He wasn't going to let Arya's schemes get between him and his drink. Philip turned to the merchants. "You've been here two nights? Hope Lette's been treating you well, we go back a ways."

[BetaB17]

Arya - Hearthfelt Tavern

"T....T....Trade!?" She sputtered out. She held out a beckoning hand for her cup "Y..Y..You can have yours back.." She luckily couldn't have finished his drink, but she hoped he had did the same

[Kerr]

Philip - Intelligence
What in oblivion is she thinking? Changing her story because she's too scared to follow through on it. We're going to be caught out.

"Well, if you've had enough suppose we can. Must say, this isn't like you Arya." said Philip. The Atlmer would be happy to know Philip has only drank a small amount of her water, there was still plenty left if they made the trade.

[Velvet LeChance]

Group I: Intelligence
(Arya, Vila and Philip)

The charmed wanderer didn't for a moment tear his gaze from Arya, his head jittering in enthusiastic rejection of efforts to dispell her magnificence, her wonder, her brilliance. When Phillip asked his question, he didn't even seem to take note. The other, eyebrows arched upwards, never quite managing to tear himself away from his companion and the spluttering merchant, offered his message distractedly: "We, eh, we.., we've only been here a night but, eh, it's been nice, eh cozy-----are you alright?" He turned fully toward the pair, it wasn't clear who he was speaking to.

"Might be best," he added as the drink was taken from Arya.

Lette, having nodded at Phillip's call, had gone into the back room to prepare Phillip's drink, unaware that he'd taken Arya's.

Group I: Intelligence
(Sorondil and Remus)

The madame offered a small shrug, remaining silent a moment as if considering the question before posing, "He used to have a girl of mine in his office every second lunch." She paused, face brightening some amount. "But if you're not keen on taking that chance, the man's thick, I wouldn't be surprised if he left whatever contact directions he received in his house somewhere."

Group II: Raid
(Shulbash, Baelfire, Elona and Larius

Nerissa nodded as the plan unfolded in front of her. "Sounds good: if we can find a means to jam the entrances after, even better."

She looked around, gaze passing between Shulbash and Laurius for a last word before they headed off.

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Unless someone would like to voice a preference for another set-up, I'm going to timeskip yous to right outside the building with Shulbash heading inside.

[BetaB17]

Arya

Readily, she cleared that burning taste from her mouth, drinking a healthy portion from her cup. After setting it down, she shivered as she remarked "How can you drink such stuff... Now I see why the R..Redoran find it so pleasant.. The burn is worse than it's taste!"

She gave a sigh, regaining herself for a moment "This is why I prefer the Heartlands.. Even if trade has been tough as it is.." She leaned her chin on her palm, as if remembering something from afar "What I would do for some Abecean Brandy.. Colovian just isn't the same..." She twirled a finger towards one of the uncharmed men "Wouldn't have any to trade, would ya?" She lulled her eyes at him, hoping for an answer

[Dirty Spaceman]

Laurius - Raid

Laurius shrugged when Nerissa's inquisitive glance came his way. "I'm no master strategist - I'm just hoping this plan will be good enough to not get us all killed," he said. With a nervous chuckle, he added, "The only 'safe' course of action would be to not raid a Thalmor-controlled prison in the first place."

[The SheoDovah]

Team Bashfire - Shulbash/SKULLBASH RETURN AT HAND

"True but it is best to have a plan then make it up as you go along but we shall not debate it." The orc informed Baelfire as he looked at his claymore. Time for an old monster to awake. Skullbash. Your time is at hand. Show the elven [&@%!] why we were the feared Skullbashers. Show them what a true monster looks like. The Nine won't forgive me but any chance of being accepted by the Nine was slim. At least, I shall please Malacath and put my nature to a worthy cause. The Thalmor shall taste the fury of an orc.

"Fine but I warn all of you. What I am about to release is a beast of pure evil and the concept of Mercy does not apply." He felt it was best to warn the team to avoid them potentially being shocked by his former self. "Oh and for the purpose of this mission." He inhaled. "The name is Skullbash." His voice went deeper and a low growl emitted. "If you want to know why I was chosen. Skullbash is the reason but if the mission succeeds. I can tell you what kind of monster I am."

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I'm ready. I'm [&@%!] honest to gosh [&@%!] [&@%!] [&@%!] [&@%!] reaaaaaaaaaaaaady! Or i'm just ready.

[Aarah]

Baelfire looked blankly at Skullbash, his expression cold.
"The kind of monster you are does not matter. What matters is how you choose to use that monster."

[Alarra]

Sorondil - Ygfa's

Sorondil gave a small smile when she described the man's intelligence, and nodded, considering. "That sounds like the better option. Would you happen to know where he lives?"