Chapter One: Shadows in Waterdeep

[eldritchknight]

Th man in black hands the papers to the hawk-nosed Sanaktkhefnaktdet, and says, "I believe that that is all I can do for you gentlemen today,"

"I will be here if you need me. Just let the tavern keeper know that you have a message for me, and I will be here as soon as I am able,"

[DretKyrin]

"Thank you sir," he says, trying to mask his excitement and youthfulness with a calm, business-like demenor. The elf then addresses the group, "It sounds like we've got a bit of work to do, we should try and get started as soon as we can."

[Trogdor]

"I think Sanaktkhefnaktdet has it right," Elistar adds.

He rattles off the man's name perfectly, despite having only heard it once. Memorizing long strings of syllables are a wizard's stock in trade. And pronouncing them perfectly, even on the first attempt, is what separates a gifted mage from a pedestrian one.

"We need to see who's being accosted and start trying to find out if there's any pattern. Then talking to those targetted is probably our next best step."

[harleysa]

"I guess a little footwork never hurt anyone, but still you would think that they would offer a bit more aid to us. Still I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, after all why should they do anything when they can force us too." Devlin muses aloud

"All the more reason to try to make a big score early on, if we play our cards right we might be able to make a good profit off this. I just hope I don't have to use my contacts too much, nobody likes a pest"