Sorana

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The Alleystorm was created in E0. Several characters worked together to summon the storm and to enable one of them to form a bond with the Alleyspren. The most important part is, that yes the storm replenished Investiture just like a Highstorm does. Shadesmar is a more difficult question. We never decided on how the cognitive realm looks in the Alleyverse. So far when we needed it (like several scenes with Althea) we never outright stated that the characters were still being located in the Alleyverse. While the word Shadesmar is used for the cognitive realm, it officially only refers to the one on Roshar, and that's a little what we used. If they were in Shadesmar, they were in Shadesmar. I know that this is no clear solution, and if we had a clear definition of how the cognitive realm in the Alleyverse looks like we could stop with that slight workaround, but for now this is what we have. Regarding Transportation/ Transformation: This part is a little it the same as with Aon Dor, or with Epics (depending on from when in the Reckonerverse they come). All kinds of Investiture can be accessed and the rules are the same than in the world they originated from. That is because of the Worldspike. The Worldspike is the center of the Alleyverse. It was created to form a universe connected to all others around, and therefore the different types of Investiture/ Magic work.

So they didn't trust her. First nobody came along when she asked for help, when she would have needed some help, and then, then when she had talked to the prisoner they didn't trust her decision. There it was. James, Rob, Cassie. All the ones she cared for the most, the ones she held close in her heart didn't trust her at all. She was their blade, the one you used to kill, to keep the blood off your hands, but when it came to something else, suddenly her decisions weren't enough anymore. "They had a house, no more than 5 minutes away. Full of equipment, full of spies. They have people at our school, they knew when we were celebrating a marriage and attacked during the party -" she levelled her gaze at Rob, unable to hide the anger born out of disappointment, born out of hurt, in her voice. "I don't care if he tells them about the insides of our garage." "None of you talked to him." she continued, "I have. None of you even cared about what he told me - you didn't even ask." Her hand closed a little tighter around her weapon and she found herself shifting her stance, slightly changing the way her body faced. She stared at Rob. "You talk about gaining intel, but the questioning is over. I'm the one to ask now, not him." Turning back to them all she looked at their faces, one after the other, took her time to get a good look at their faces. Rob was different. He rarely argued with that much intensity. Cassie had been instable ever since Joy died and James, that he questioned her hurt about as much as Rob word's. She'd always thought she could count on his support. Rob was her partner, the one she would hand her life to without blinking without ever thinking twice about it. And James, James was the one she'd trusted with her soul. And both of them just threw it away. Not caring about why she had come to that decision, not asking her for her reasons, for the knowledge she'd gained. They walked up to the garage and started to question her. "I gave him my word that he can leave, and so he will. Unharmed, without a ransom." She knew that her posture was nothing but a challenge, the stormlight seemed to live under her fingertips urging her to use it, to inhale and then do the only thing everybody trusted her to do. Fight. Kill. Destroy. Leave nothing but a burnt patch of earth behind. She stared at the three of them daring them to break her word, her promise, to show their distrust in something more than words, than discussion. See if they were willing to fight her. Because she would. If they didn't care, if they didn't trust her - then they were exactly what she assured the Voidbringer that they weren't. They were everything she thought she saw in their enemies. Because sometimes, sometimes you needed to trust. You could question, you could ask for reasons, but there was a time and a place for everything. And that time wasn't now, not when the Voidbringer was unbound, standing on the lawn already. It was too late for that, capturing him again would mean another fight. One they started. This was the moment they needed to trust her, just as she trusted them. But they didn't. They discussed. They undermined her words by their very actions and it hurt, hurt so much to see that their enemy had been right all along. Maybe they were the evil ones. They had been attacked, but if they behaved like this - she could see it, easily see so many Radiants go on a quest to hunt down Voidbringers. And because she could see it, because her friends were doing it, were considering it, she knew it was true. It was about the way as much as it was about the goal. It was about why you lifted a weapon. There had to be reason. There had to be. She looked at them, felt as if her picture of their house, of their friendship shattered and broke apart, the pieces slicing open her heart and soul. She had considered them peaceful, unless attacked. Defending. Caring about live, able to respect others even if they were different. These were the things she was fighting for. To be accepted. To create a place where everybody could be who they were, no matter their investiture, no matter their personal opinions. A place where verybody coexisted peacefully, accepting and respecting those that didn't fit what was considered normal. Because none of them did. To change what was normal. To make it normal to be different, to remove all these labels and just be equal. How could they expect to be respected if they didn't give it back. How could they expect to be seen as individuals, if none of them was willing to do the same for a Voidbringer. They were human, just as they as Radiants were human. If they attacked Sheln now, they would attack an unarmed, peaceful person. She felt like vomitting at the thought. This wasn't the reason why she picked up her weapon. This wasn't the world she wanted to fight for, she wanted to live in. "He will leave." she stated. A fact, not a question. A decision, her decision they would have to deal with. Let them come, let them try to prevent him from leaving. She was ready, she would fight. Because it was what she did. Fight for the right thing. Her hands shook slightly when she realized what her thoughts were leading her to. Fight for the right thing. But could she? Could she fight for the right thing if it meant facing down her friends. Lift her weapon against those she loved dearly and with every inch of her body and soul? She didn't know. Mahad curled around her arm, his warmth comfortable, as if urging her to go on. The right thing. If only it wasn't that hard. @I think I am here. @AonEne @Wyndlerunner @xinoehp512

"Interesting." Althea mused and took a look at what they had found as well. "I've never seen something like that before." she nodded in appreciation at Gethen's conclusion. Not human skin, another person. "So they were working together." she mused loudly to give the others a chance to participate on her thoughts. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out a small device and scanned the piece of skin they had found, sending it to the lab. Maybe they could deduce some information from that. Stepping a little to a side, she opened a map and looked at the symbols on it, then requested a runner. Couldn't help to be prepared should they run into another fight. Storing it again, she found Mari looking at the ceiling searching for a manhole or something. Stepping closer Althea followed her gaze and then pointed upward. "There. You're right." It was barely visible, only a thin line set into the different stones. Focussing her attention on the wall below stepped closed moved her finger along the burn marks there. "They left, can you see the way the burn marks changed their shape and form? As if he stayed in one point for a while, before moving on." Feeling partially relieved that they would leave the sewers soon she considered to soulcast a ladder and then decided against it. Maybe one of the others had a good, and easier way to leave the sewers. Better to preserve what stormlight she had left. If the two of them were waiting above she would most likely need whatever she had left.

We actually had that a while ago, if I remember correctly.

Wita continued to climb the stairs, glancing into the different stories. Most were dark, but slightly above them she could see light coming out of a few windows. Slowing down she crept up the stairs, pointed at the story. They were high above the streets and she avoided to look down, knew that she would get dizzy if she did. So better not. The sun reached to top of Big Ben, the first rays touching the tip of the high tower and for a moment she could do nothing but stare. Whatever it was that these people were planning to do, they would do it the moment the sun reached their story. They had minutes left. Nothing more but a few minutes. Moving close to the wall directly underneath the lit window she waited for Lewis to catch up. He was smiling. It was strange, but it calmed her down to see him that confident. Probably he had a ton of experience tracking down evil guys. "What do you think?" she whispered in his direction, and then shot a first glance into the room. There were six men standing in a perimeter around a seventh one. The seventh one stood in a circle, that was integrated into the tiles by a mosaique. He had lifted his arms, his body glowing in a strange light. She could see a few dark patches on his skin, blood drippling out of them in a few places. His eyes were closed in deep concentration and she lowered her head again, turned to Lewis. "Can you detect any weapons?" Hopefully he would have an idea what to do now. Maybe a distraction. That part had worked very well so far. All good things were three, so they had one shot left. Considering the option she waited for his reply, for his judge of the situation. @Eluvianii

Shana took another step to the side, while ensuring she stayed between the Voidbringer and her friends. "You see?" she asked mostly to cover up on the uncomfortable silence. "We don't want to fight or to hurt someone. We fight when we are attacked." She left the 'when you and yours attack us' away, and instead made a gesture towards the lawn. "They agree." It wasn't exactly true for Cassie as she hadn't said anything at all, but at least James agreed. That was a good sign, he was their Bondsmith. Hopefully Cassie and the others would follow his lead and let the Voidbringer leave. "If you leave us alone, if you stop killing innocents." she added while he slowly moved forward, edged around them. "Then you have nothing to fear from us." Her body was nearly hurting from the tense set of her shoulders, from the way she stood ready to jump, to move at any threatening gesture. "Just leave." she repeated, a heartfelt wish. "Just leave us alone." @AonEne @Wyndlerunner

Vivi stared when he turned, walked back to where they had come from. To help her. To find Rainbowglow. Undecidedly she bit on her lip for a moment, then rushed to the next woman she saw. "There's an evil cultist back there and he's trying to kill my brother!" she rushed the words, saw how the woman noticed her tears beneath her mask. "Please, call a lawman or someone like that?" she added and without waiting for another reply or answering to any of the questions called after her, she rushed off, ran after Reval. She heard the woman bubble more questions, continue after her and she waved, pointed in the direction Reval had gone. "Tall, weird cloths, speaks of a goddess." she shouted to her and then slipped in between the people around her. It was easy enough to follow Reval's back, she knew where he was going and the crowd shifted a little from his passing through. He had asked her for help, had asked her to cover him with his copper. She couldn't leave him alone. Not because of a stupid mistake of hers, not because- Pausing she saw something glittering on the ground and knelt down, picked her rapier up, realizing only now that she hadn't seen it in her backpack when Reval zipped it shut. She would help. She had to. So that at least one time he looked at her and saw someelse but the useless little sister loosing her toys. =============== Althea followed Max down into the hole, glad that the other three were already there. The Skybreaker had taken point and she was content to let him, although slightly worried by the fact that he'd never taken the time to answer, that he ignored half of the things she said. It meant, that she couldn't fully count on him, not if his goal and hers didn't align, not if he was looking for something else, if he blindly rushed forward, into a fight, without considering any other options. Around her, the tunnel was ragged and she could easily discern the part she had created from the one the Dustbringer had shaped with his powers. Nobody else noticed, or adressed it and she was glad. Far too easy to come to the conclusion that someone had helped him escape - which she kind of had. He would have gotten away anyway, but - she could have stopped him, she knew that. Extend that aluminum a little higher, box him, trap him. As easy as that. She was good at catching people without killing them immediatly. Down into the sewers they went and she looked around, tried to discover a few landmarks that showed her the part where she had been earlier. Hurrying forward to catch up with the Skybreaker she reached out for his arm, to slow him down. "I know you are eager to follow him, catch him-" she started, her voice low, intense. "But there are gangs living here and they will attack the moment we attrack their attention. We should slow down a little, proceed more carefully. The Dustbringer and the escaped one had enough time to set up a trap and none of us would want to rush blindly into that." Max words reached her while she was talking and she finished her words first, didn't look his way to cover up on the fact that they were communicating at all. I know. she agreed although it hurt to do so. I just want to avoid killing him when there can be another way. Try to find a solution that works for everybody, that maybe helps him to change his life or to remove whatever it is that turned him into the person he is. None of us knows him, knows anything about him. The only thing I do know, is that he's mentally unstable. So maybe we can help. She made a pause, considered his words again. But yes, we can't risk anybody else. I can protect you all, should Brin go on like that, rush forward without looking around, without making sure the environment is safe. I can get everybody else out should it come to the worst. But I think that can be avoided with a little more caution. Her eyes moved over the ground in front of them and she narrowed them when the trail stopped only a few steps ahead. "Actually I think we might have reached our destination." She didn't walk over, instead took some time to look at the walls and the stinking liquid mass next to them, moving slowly through the sewer. Why was it, that they so often ended up here. In the middle of a still used sewer. Well, if they ended up blowing this part as well, they might not have sewers for a long time in general, loosing a larger piece every now and then. @BringerOfLight @Kings_way @kenod

"Will do." she quickly agreed cheerfully, hiding the fact that she had been burning her copper ever since the conflict started. Better to let him think, it had been his idea. She grinned at him and pointed at a wide Alleyway leading away from the place with the bonfire. It was full of stalls on both sides, vendors crying out for people to buy their wares. The street itself was full of people, heading towards the bonfire or looking at the items lying out for presentation. She could see jewellery, pictures, cheaper tourist souvenir stuff for those that only came to the city during these days. "What about that one?" she asked and gently pulled at his hand. "It lookes crowded enough that we can hide." Her fingers tightened around his when she tried to be brave and hide her fear, behind a strong mask. Unlike Reval she wasn't really good at all of this, hated challenges and their like. She prefered everyone to be happy. The man was scary. Something touched her leg and she stared down, saw her flashlight on the ground. Bending down she picked it up, stuffed it back into her backpack and froze. It was half empty, its contents scattered all over the place behind them. She had forgotten to close it again after retrieving the vial. Tears rose to her eyes when she looked up at her brother with wide eyes, hands clutching the backpack. "I lost her." she whispered and whirled around, tried to see the stones between the feet of the people. It was crowded, and she couldn't see anything, far too many people blocking her line of sight, stopping her from taking a closer look at the ground. "She's gone. And now she's alone and scared and maybe the evil man finds her, and hurts her. What if someone steps on her, or if a dogs decides she's a toy?" Desperation colored her voice as she looked up at her brother, eyes shining with tears. "I lost Rainbowglow." @Nohadon )

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"I think so." she replied hesitantly and looked up. The staircase was slim, just some metal attached to the wall, swinging slightly whenever she stepped down on it with her full weight. Through the steps she was able to see the ground below and she swallowed, tried not to imagine how it would feel to be up high. "It should lead us to the floor they are at." she added and started to climb. If they looked through the windows, they might be able to see them. Most floors should be empty right now. No use to wait here until their pursuers closed the distance and caught them. For a moment she considered to leave, to just jump over its rim, drop the few feet to the ground and run away. This was awful, just plain awful. They were running through London, very early in the morning, trying to do - she didn't even know. It was crazy, just outright crazy. The police should take care of it, someone with a gun, someone who knew what they were doing. Instead it was a girl and a young man. Already they had lost so many others, left them behind at one point or the other. It was only the two of them left and she wondered, silently wondered when it would be only one. Closing her eyes for a moment she resisted the urge to start storing it all, to reduce herself to a smiling, dim witted girl and then looked up again. Hurry, they needed to hurry. She would find out what they were doing. And then, then Lewis hopefully had a plan what to do next. @Eluvianii

"Oh, I don't use them that often." It was a blatant lie, but at the same time it was true. He didn't use them often, but he did use them. Mike gave a slight shrug. This was nothing he would talk about openly in front of a whole bunch of people he didn't know. Hey, I'm a thief, yes a thief. And you agreed to pay me. I will rob you, I will take you money - he knew how these things went. Better to remain under their radar for a little while. "But I think I know where you can get some. Useful ones, not brightly colored ones that light up the sky." he offered, mostly to through his hat into the ring. Shifting his weight to his other leg he looked over at the Lord. "I agreed to help out here first" he looked down at his hands gloves hands again. He couldn't lookse that opportunity. Not now. Not when he finally had a chance to earn at least a few chrysts legally. Or as legal as you came when you didn't pay taxes. "But if he doesn't have what you need, then I can definitely give you the name and place of someone who does." @Lord_Silberfarben

Shana swirled around when the door opened, eyes on the figure that entered. James. Without hesitating a second she started to run, covered her feet in stormlight after the first few steps as soon as she had gained some momentum to make use of. It didn't take her long to cover the distance between herself and James. Feeling slightly sorry for him she bumped a little into him when she moved her body between him and the Voidbringer. Storms. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. "Our guest was about to leave." she said calmly, while making sure that neither she nor James were blocking the exit in a way that the Voidbringer wasn't able to leave. "As he hadn't harmed us, I saw no reason to keep him imprisoned any longer." And besides his answers had been close to useless, but she doubted that without another kind of pressure she would be able to gain more information. Her attention never left the man standing in front of her, as she carefully observed every single movement of his. If he attacked, if he endangered James - she would turn him into a pile of ash immediatly. @xinoehp512 @Wyndlerunner

Hello everybody, based on a discord discussion about a week ago we'd like to adress the whole topic character advancement. As you might have noticed that part is completely missing in the index so far, which is mostly because we as a community haven't come up with a fair way that doesn't lead to hours of more work for the mods so far. Still we'd like to explain how our current system works. Let's say you play a Knight Radiant and want to speak your next oath. In that case you contact a mod, tell them what you plan to do and we'll approve it (or not). Basically what we're looking for is character development, that happened over some time, so please don't expect to speak an oath every single month. Our current idea is, that at the end of each Era, when you resubmit your character sheet for the next list of characters, you have the possibility to add some advancement to their sheet. We don't want to grant everybody a fixed number of points, as we would prefer to see characters grow and evolve based on what they did in rp. We can only ask you to keep it logical, and if neccessary will decline an advancement that feels out of place. We will try this out with the transition from Era 5 to Era 6 (whenever that happens) and see if the amount of work it creates is manageable for us or not. This also leads to something else: due to advancement your character will at one point end up over the cap limit. It's possible, but in that case we'd like to ask you to write your character accordingly. In the end, should it come to a confrontation make sure you give the other player a fair chance to win, or don't solve a plot single handedly. Another possibility to write a 'stronger than usual' character is by using the OP character sheet. As there haven't been any submissions in a while, maybe here a short explanation. When you fill out that sheet you'll notice, that there are additional fields, like what your character can add to the story. Again, please keep in mind, that we'd like for everybody to be able to contribute to a plot or a fight, so keep that in mind while creating an OP character. Once you are done with that sheet, you submit it in the character thread. This time, we mods won't decide wether you can play the character or not, but the community will. We'll create a vote and allow some time for people to vote or ask questions in the character discussion thread. If they approve, then you can start with your character, just as you would with every other one. If you have any questions please don't hesitate to ask them! In general we would like to hear some feedback and your thoughts on the topic, so please let us know if you think that it can work or not. Voidus and Sorana

Hello everybody, based on a discord discussion about a week ago we'd like to adress the whole topic character advancement. As you might have noticed that part is completely missing in the index so far, which is mostly because we as a community haven't come up with a fair way that doesn't lead to hours of more work for the mods so far. Still we'd like to explain how our current system works. Let's say you play a Knight Radiant and want to speak your next oath. In that case you contact a mod, tell them what you plan to do and we'll approve it (or not). Basically what we're looking for is character development, that happened over some time, so please don't expect to speak an oath every single month. Our current idea is, that at the end of each Era, when you resubmit your character sheet for the next list of characters, you have the possibility to add some advancement to their sheet. We don't want to grant everybody a fixed number of points, as we would prefer to see characters grow and evolve based on what they did in rp. We can only ask you to keep it logical, and if neccessary will decline an advancement that feels out of place. We will try this out with the transition from Era 5 to Era 6 (whenever that happens) and see if the amount of work it creates is manageable for us or not. This also leads to something else: due to advancement your character will at one point end up over the cap limit. It's possible, but in that case we'd like to ask you to write your character accordingly. In the end, should it come to a confrontation make sure you give the other player a fair chance to win, or don't solve a plot single handedly. Another possibility to write a 'stronger than usual' character is by using the OP character sheet. As there haven't been any submissions in a while, maybe here a short explanation. When you fill out that sheet you'll notice, that there are additional fields, like what your character can add to the story. Again, please keep in mind, that we'd like for everybody to be able to contribute to a plot or a fight, so keep that in mind while creating an OP character. Once you are done with that sheet, you submit it in the character thread. This time, we mods won't decide wether you can play the character or not, but the community will. We'll create a vote and allow some time for people to vote or ask questions in the character discussion thread. If they approve, then you can start with your character, just as you would with every other one. If you have any questions please don't hesitate to ask them! In general we would like to hear some feedback and your thoughts on the topic, which is why I'll put that post into the Chat Thread as well. Voidus and Sorana

Mike gave a curt nod. "That kind." he smiled wryly, noting that the other woman returned. Cassandra. Interest visible in his eyes, he considered to ask about more specific details about what exactly the man did, but then stopped himself. Not here. Not with the others standing around them, waiting for the Lord to finish dealing with his customer. Still he seemed to be someone worth spending some time with, exchange a few stories, maybe techniques. If the man was proficient in dealing with explosives, maybe Mike could learn a thing of two from him as well. And it never hurt to know someone you could turn to if the job required it. Trying to keep his phrasing as neutral as possible he thought about his next sentence, but couldn't come up with something fitting. "I never used explosives to get away, I have to admit." There. That hopefully let him know that he had some source where to get them, without telling too much about his own profession. He really wanted to do the job for Lord. If he did well, maybe he had a chance to work here now and then. It would be a more steady income added to the chrysts he made as a thief and he wouldn't need to lie to his mother anymore how he earned them. His stomach growled at the prospect of food and he lowered his eyes to the ground, hoping that nobody had heard the sound. Embarressing, nothing but embarressing.

So he really hadn't listened. She hid her sigh behind her usual polite face. So full of himself and his captain's title that was worth nothing in this city. A little disappointing, he had left a rather good first impression, competent and courageous, to see that he obviously wasn't paying real attention to anybody else, that he didn't deem it neccessary to listen when he himself had requested a run down of events - it wasn't entirely surprising, mostly disappointing. She considered that thought for another moment and then decided she should give him the right of doubt. A lot had been going on. Maybe he really hadn't heard. Taking another sip of her wine she considered to leave, let this newcomer be swallowed and eaten by the city, just as it bit down on countless others just like him every day but then she discarded the thought. It was of no use either. She didn't doubt her ability to face down the man by herself, but it never hurt to have someone around as a backup. And if that person ended up to be a Skybreaker, well that only reduced the amount of time she needed to spend to keep him alive. Resting her eyes on Gethen she greeted him with a friendly and polite nod. "My name is Althea Tenira." she introduced herself, but didn't extend her had towards him. The table with its several glasses made that close to impossible. "Any help is appreciated." she added to make him feel a little more welcome. Small talk was none of her strengths, she prefered to listen, to collect information and form her opinion based on that. But still, there was a difference between long small talk and a friendly greeting. "The short version is, that the Dusbringer helped a prisoner escape, who was being transported in the van. Eiran and I noticed the van and went there to investigate. We arrived in time to prevent him from killing all present guards, Aln and some others took care of the injured ones while I followed the Dustbringer. First through the streets, later into the building." Lifting her glass of wine to her lips again, she covered a pause while considering her next words. "I have two ideas how to find him. Both aren't entirely foolproof, but at least they are hints." @Kings_way @Ashbringer @bees? @BringerOfLight

I'm in! Can't start missing out on a tournament after all. I'll participate as Gaotona.

Mike's eyes widened a fraction in surprise. "That sounds like quite the story." he smiled at the man. "My name is Mike, but the shop owner is - " he hesitated, realizing he didn't know the man's name, "the man over there." he'd wait with his own offer until the other one had replied. No need to get into a fight because something insignificant. If he earned the chrysts that way good, if not, he could always earn some others in his own way. "I never heard of someone needing explosives to travel to the Alleyverse." he added to explain his surprise a little, "But of course, I never left it, so don't ask me how to get here either." he laughed to cover his own embarressment. There he was. Excited at the prospect of an interesting story, hungrily looking forward to a few chrysts earned be finding this man some explosives, standing in a shop he had thought a tavern. You're a mess, Mike. He told himself. You're a huge, gigantic mess. "Where do you come from?" he added quickly to think of something else.

Althea suppressed a slightly irritated frown when she realized that the Captian hadn't listened at all. She had explained it, hadn't she? At length, so that Mari knew where they were standing and he had been right next to him all the time. Men. And a skybreaker at the same time. It was to be expected, he was probably more skilled in open confrontations than in the slow and calm collecting and sorting of facts. Good thing he had her. She allowed her frustration to swell for a moment, carefully keeping it hidden behind a polite mask and waited for her drink to arrive as well. She had ordered a dry wine and a bottle of sparkling water, leaving the food away. She was hungry, but not so hungry that she was willing to give a try when she had been actively warned against it. "At first." she started after a waiter had placed two glasses and a bottle in front of her, "I'm not sure if he needs hunting down." she let her words float in the room in between them for a moment and used the time to add some water to her wine. She didn't know if it was a good one or not, but she wanted to keep her head clear without needing to use stormlight. And besides she liked it. Snuffing her annoyance out, she made sure her tone stayed calm and polite thoughout the whole time. There was no need to anger him, not when they ultimatively had the same goal. "I agree that he needs to be stopped to set another building on fire, but the way he acted, erratically and not completely planned, I'd like to rule out the possibility first the he needs help. He appeared to be unstable, although I can't say for sure if that's because he has an issue in general, or because of the situation. Keep in mind, that he faced three to four opponents, most of them Knight Radiants as well." Resting her gaze on Brin she watched his face for her next words, tone slightly cooler than before. "But let's take another step back. There wasn't time for this so far, but I would prefer if you could call me by my name instead of mate." She lifted her glass to her lips to give him some time to consider his response and took a sip, tasted the cool wine for a moment before swallowing it. It was slightly sweeter than expected, not quite as dry as she prefered. It would do for now, but should she order a second one, she'd have to take a closer look at the menu. @BringerOfLight ( @Kings_way )

That looks awesome! I'll give it a try as soon as I can find spot. Watched the demo and you did an awesome job so far!

Mike whirled around, stared at the newcomer. Explosives. He was asking for explosives. Well, that was the first interesting request he'd heard tonight. He liked working with explosives, especially with smaller charges to get rid of a door or two, to blow open a stubborn safe or to distract a couple of guards. If possible he prefered to work completely quietly, it was harder to work in silence, than to throw a bomb somewhere, wait for everybody to run there and then take what you could. But sometimes they offered an edge, and advantage he would be stupid neglecting. He eyed the man, the way he wore his hair, the way he held himself. He looked rich enough to pay, rich enough that he might even buy more than one charge. Good, very good. "Are you new to the city?" he asked, although the reply was rather obvious. If he had been here for a while, he would already have established a supplier network. Unless he needed the explosives only once, and never again. But no, he didn't seem like that. There was too much drama, to much self-confidence in the way he moved and acted. This wasn't the first time he was looking for something like that. Interesting. And with some luck, maybe he would turn into a customer for Mike himself. Considering the idea, and where to get some he tried to capture the man's eyes with own and then inclined his head a slight fragment, hoped that the others would stare at the man as well and miss his small, tiny gesture completely. Or if they noticed it, mistook it for the greeting nod he'd offered to the woman, Freya. He knew where to get explosives and especially if the Lord didn't sell them - then he was the one able to help out. And helping out meant chrysts. And chrysts meant food and food meant a night without cramps in his stomach. A good night, it was indeed a very good night.