Café de Nuit

Kat leave the lantern on its hook and slips back into her nook, leaning under the hammock to the pile of her clothes and possessions. They may seem random but they are carefully arranged, and from the top of the pile she swiftly grabs a pair of gloves, while from the bottom she draws out her rapier....

Preparations completed, Kat tries to find her own accommodations, a small bag of her own possessions in hand, including abedroll which she is rather expecting to be putting down on a patch of deck somewhere, her new belt about her hips under her simple clothes, avoiding attention as before

Katrin follows the group down to the pier, and boards the ship. She is laden down with bags and supplies, camping gear mostly, that she lays in the hold where the sailors direct. She remains below after that, preparing the sleeping places. Her last glance at the pair on the quay is from a slightly a...

Kat will be quietly lobbying for the mountain pass option, since she doesn't trust any spellcaster of Zhentil Keep at all, especially the ones that seem friendly (to Klokulf). She will try to line up some reliable provisions merchants, though we might do better buying after the sea trip

Kat thanks Alain sincerely for the gift, and treat the gloves carefully, but she tucks them away rather than put them on at once. They would not go with her current outfit which is very plain, a simple woollen tunic, undyed. Calculated, perhaps, to blend in with the common people of the city. She al...

Please pass on my warmest congratulations!

Kat gives him a sympathetic smile "I know exactly how you feel Theo: and I'm newer at it than you are. Just remember, we're in this together now! If you need anyone to talk to or..." Her voice drifts softer to a murmur. "make any plans to... deal with the situation... I've got your ba...

Kat's eyes widen at the news, and an expression of pleasure mingled with considerable surprise crosses her face. After just a heartbeat, a tinge of embarrassment joins it. "Shall I see what he wants before he finds out you are here?" She pauses and remembers the news that he was working fo...

Kat returns to the house as dusk turns to darkness, and hangs her cloak up once more, shivering. She relaxes in the warmth of the house and heads upstairs again. She relates what she has heard. "The details are probably travellers tales but the general gist is clear: go warmly clad, and loaded ...

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Kat nods, and heads out again. She wraps her cloak around her against the weather, and turns towards the docks and the traveller's inns. As has become her habit she does her best to blend quietly in to the passing crowd, her clean and neat but very simple clothes typical of the lowest end of respect...

Kat walks over to the desk and looks down at the map with a slightly jaundiced eye. "Well, Sir, much I think depends on where exactly in Vaasa you are planning to go. I mean, do you want to go to the Bleak Steppes, the Bottomless Bogs, The Cinnabar Wastes, or the Lake of Frozen Tears?" She...

Katrin pauses for a moment as the memories flood back, but not for long. She remembers her home and her friends, but she also remembers the prison, the nobles, the crumbling slums and their constant threat, and the constant struggle to survive. Not that Zhentil Keep is much better, but there are oth...

Yes, count me in!

She slipped the hairpin into the lock, and began to twist, sweat forming on her brow. She missed her fine tools, but smuggling them in to the temple had seemed too risky. Everything was cached, and all she had was a dagger, two hairpins and some sturdy peasant clothes. Infiltrate, obtain, exfiltrate...