RP of whispers

Beldak after his chat with Marokin retires upstairs. He appears shortly later with a pouch of coin, orders some more drinks and continues to relax. He joins some patrons for a game of cards and chats jovially and loudly about keeping some kind of scrolls and a book in his room and that he was doing well for himself in Haven. After winning a couple of bets he leaves out of the front door, it may almost look with a stagger in his step. 

Above silent wings blot out stars as Jana sails in circles. He has not gotten far when Syvil catches up; Beldak, you are no fool but in case you did not realize it; you've just invited a few unwanted guests into your room. No, no I don't mean to pry. Just thought that you should know is all. If Beldak says nothing he simply turns onto a branching street; the owl above you sweeping out in a different direction.

Beldak seeing Syvils owl backs on himself and appears next to Syvils side, he whispers quietly and urgently I thought you may follow, t hanks for the warning but please k eep quiet. I know what I have done. A trap is sprung. Say nothing and speed from here fast I have things controlled. It's best no one sees anything unusual. I'll contact you shortly if anything may arise, we could all benefit from what I find. Beldak darts back down the path from which he had come, doubling back on the Tipsy Mermaid.

And as you part you could swear that Syvil's hand on your shoulder feels warmer than it should; as your confidence swells further. (Syvil has cast Guidance on Beldak; he gets +1d4 to any skill check he takes in the next minute. No idea what use this is in RP but it is his way of showing support.)

Feeling bolstered Beldak reaches the tipsy Mermaid climbs up into his room and checks everything is in place, he remains there for a while checking everything is right and then climbs back out of his window and makes for the stables to keep watch. 

The wait is long; well after midnight, but then a shadow leaps from an adjacent roof and lands near Beldak's window. Furtively, the figure looks inside and then expertly opens the window. They vanish inside in a flash.

Beldak quickly darts from the shadows, runs across the courtyard of the stables and starts climbing back through his window to find who's entered 

The figure hears and attempts to escape, vaulting across to the next roof top and spilling some pages as they jump. Beldak can see the figure is small, like a child, but clad in a black cloak. Roll me a jump check Beldak (and you can add your d4 from Syvil). It's Str or Dex based

23

+3

You vault over to the other rooftop and catch the figure before they can flee. You take firm hold and the figure bellows ' Leave me alone! Take your hands off me' The figure is then revealed to be a young, and rather dirty teenage boy. He has a dark cloak on and bears some of the ciphers in his grubby paws.

Beldak releases the boy, takes a step back and asks "who sent you and are you alone? Give me those sheets and tell me where you are from!"

If I tells ya; will ya let me go?

You can go, just give me what's in your hands and tell me who sent you.

I don't know 'is name; all I knows is, he gave me a gold coin if I'd up and steal these bits o paper and replace them with some he gave me. So that's what I did mate; a cutter's got to eat don't ya know! I met 'im in the grain market. Had a Rose on 'is cloak pin. One of 'em higher ups I reckon.

Some noble from the brotherhood of the rose It would seem, but who? Can you say what he looked like? Then you can be off and I would warn you not to steal from me again.

(moved to after Stephen's post)

'Ee was an old 'un; but ee smelled of scents. I don't now much about the Upper City, so I couldn't say more.