Vogh had already cut the tail off the rat she [...]
AS the others moved down the rubble and made it [...]
Vogh and Talin prepared all of the gear they had [...]
Talin mentioned they could take the items to Delver's Square's Myraeth’s Oddities, but Vogh mentioned she had a friend, Inlios at the Exotic Market who owed her a favor.
Once getting what she wanted from Vagger, her and Talin dumped him off with the city patrol. From there they went to check out the Cran's place. She wanted to see the neighborhood, and what the goings on, patrols and other people that watch out for trouble and such.
Twilight approached and passed. The long shadow of the Spire stretched out and disappeared with the sun. Vogh and Talin made it quietly down Able Row. All the buildings were either in the process of being locked up, or already were.
Once Talin is back, Ilsandrin is asleep in her room. Vogh welcomes him with a huge hug. I would like to talk about what happened today if that is okay? Vogh tosses him a pouch with 10 gold coins inside. I took these off of one of those pale dogs. They were to be paid 100 gold to kill that woman.
Ilsandrin opens the door a crack with a clearly worried look on her face. Seeing Vogh she looks over and sees Talin and relaxes. Ilsandrin has a narrow, pretty face, with long golden hair and sharp gray eyes. She was wearing modest garments but sports numerous rings. Vogh can tell by the looks of them they are fake precious metals and stones, just for show.
Since the night is upon her, Vogh decides once again to head over to the Ghostly Minstrel. This time though she comes in as herself. Course she is still wearing the pin that Talin had given her. She finds herself a chair that is close to the stage and one in which she can pick up. For this night she had a plan to join him up on stage after a while.
As Vogh leaves that morning and heads out into Delver's Square she is nearly overwhelmed by the number of beings and activity in the square. The statue stands tall over the fountain and entrance to the Under City. A constant flow of bodies up and down the stone stair resemble a drain hurricane but instead of water swirling it's people.