Ludo stood back in the shadows as he watched the rat-faced man enter the building. He decided to press his luck and slipped down a side alley where all was dark and quiet. He quickly identified some good handholds and climbed up the side of the building towards a second story window. Once he was perched on the window sill he quietly secured his rope to a sturdy drain and coiled it ready for a quick release so if necessary he could swing down to the ground to make an escape. He then listened at the window shutter for any sounds coming from within.
“The docksmen were to keep them out until nightfall!”
“Yes Master. The meddlers were determined to enter.“
“Blast! Quickly, go to their inn and try to pick up their trail. I shall send Sligh to the Town Hall. No doubt our spies can tell us if they are leaving tonight. Jolenta and I will make preparations to follow them. Go!”
Moments later the rat-faced man re-appeared below as he made his way toward Ye Juggling Orc Inne. Another man appeared, no doubt the one named Sligh. A warrior from the looks of him. Dressed in chain mail, he walked with purpose toward Town Hall.
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As the companions arrived at the weapons depot, Feldard was watchful for sign of trouble from the guards. He approached the clerk first. “I’m here to pick up the weapons I left here. We’re leaving.” He stated his name and waited almost impatiently for his weapons to be returned.
There was almost a sigh of relief from the dwarf as his battle axe and crossbow was handed back to him. Feldard checked them over for damage then smiled and passed the man a coin for the safe-keeping.
After the others had gathered their weapons, (including Ludo’s if possible – which I doubt but Feldard would try), and were standing some distance from the guards, Feldard looked over to the others and asked quietly, “So what’s the plan now? Do we assume Ludo will catch up? Or leave and sneak back in to try and find him?”
Stephan took in Feldard’s questions as he hung his bow and quiver on his back.
“I say we leave. But we’ll watch from the woods for Ludo to come out of the city.” He looked at Miklos and Maruc, “Unless one of you have some magics that can summon him? Or find him?”
“Let’s go,” said Hasan, after thanking the guard for the return of his bow. “Ludo will find us, as we found him before.” The elf led the party out of Threshold, and into the forest beyond. The air chilled as they stepped under the forest cover. Birds chirped. It was, by any measure, a pleasant afternoon in the wood. Hasan gazed about uneasily.
“North then?” asked Miklos.
“Nay, we go south first,” answered Hasan. And he headed toward the setting sun, which rose south and west before them. “Some diversion will be necessary. No doubt we are seen. But have no fear. We will find a way that cannot be seen soon.” The elf led the group into the forest. He would travel southwest for an hour, and then lead the group northward, to watch the city from the northern outskirts of the forest. Hasan expected they would see the city again at dusk.