Silvanus Temple, Ironguard Citadel.
Golgarth does his best to make a good impression, his apology is mute. He is made to wait in silence as the Sgt considers his inappropriate behaviour. He checks your ticket.
"The minister for Cromm Cruach? A deputy surely, I thought he was older though no less ingrained to overreach his prudence" he says.
The actual Ironguard minister unfortunately detained elsewhere due to over indulgence with a wine barrel and a rather flexible but plump 'sister of mercy' .... say no more ...
It must be common knowledge the minister is a flawed character.
"Well, we won't be needing this on the dance floor. Check this in to reception." the Sgt says to the junior who reaches to take your mace from you.
"Your apology accepted Sir, no harm done then. I know how slim faces and twinkling eyes can so beguile. A glass Sir to quench any ill welcome you may feel " the Sgt, pinging on your detection of charm radiance pours a glass of wine from a bottle, offering it out in consolation at your temporary arrest. He seems intent in just managing you back into the mainstream of guests without further fuss.
The guard with your weapon has left the room, the female officer back to guarding the archway between the two portions of the Temple complex.
Actions Golgarth?
Elsewhere,
Renata, Gunter, Dalin & Froed mingle in the ante-chamber, feigning admiration for the design of the place. They observe and are in turn observed but provoke no suspicion. Dwarves studying masonry and resplendent stone craft is not unusual.
Dalin & Froed do a little circuit, sussing out guests, politely greeting passersby.
Gunter can accompany
Renata. You note she is agitated, wondering if her informants and intelligence will bear fruit and prove the cultists wish to commit some Insidious endeavour upon the attendees. So many people in the dance, a select few in the more private soiree.
Surely this will be the most likely group under threat.
There is no rush, the music carries over from one festive waltz to another in the first colonnaded porch. It gives you time to check out the side doors. One is locked,
the eastern one.
Silvanus Embassy guards: vs 1 [1d6]=1
The dwarves are there. Just after you try the door confirming its closed nature two elves do exit. They speak cordially, one bows to the other who is more formally dressed in the livery of one of the 'Inquisitors'. He bears an unmistakeable air of authority and grandeur, emphasized by his eye patch and silver hilted sabre. He walks to exit the chamber, heading outward, the other, a steward locks the door behind then walks towards the separating curtain between the ante-chamber and the inner Naos.
Actions Dalin if you wish to bump into him to pickpocket the key?
The other door on the opposite side opens easily into a chamber that is decorated much like side chapel might be. A glazed window of leaden lined panes filters the sunlight upon a large carpet. In the north wall is an alcove which has a tall slender tree that buds with many bunches of hanging grape-like fruit.
Inside the room, two men walk around the carpet in a circle, one behind the other. They each carry a scented aspergillus, ceremonial maces that are filled with fragrant incense. They chant as though at prayer, swinging the maces over their shoulders and from side to side as they walk around.
After a moment one stops. He turns to face those by the door. I would say 'he turns to look' but straightaway you can see that his harrowed face has no eyes within his eye sockets.
Yet he senses
Gunter & Renata gawping at him. The other keeps walking around his well travelled path, wearing a marked trail of repetitive steps in the carpet fabric.
Actions Gunter
actions everyone please
