[pnpgm] Game Update #40c - File #290 - - Don't call Kell "son", ever.

[Murtha, Mark]

           [Time: 1:09 pm]
            Kell stands and moves to Councilor Smith as he sees
           Z'leyra becoming a bit upset.  "You need to leave now."

-- Kell uses his elf-bred senses and skills to get a reading on Smith.  He wants to know just how experienced this Smith is, whilst not being obvious to Smith.


             The man who stands 5'9 120 pounds is in his 50s.  His
           graying temples are striking with his gray eyes.  He is
           wearing a black and white vest and tan pants.  "This
           is a free place son."  He moves his gaze from Z'leyra
           to Kell.  "But you are right..the air..in this place
           is a bit too pungent for me."  He moves toward the
           archway to leave.

---  Oh this dismissive reaction, and especially calling Ha'Kell son, that just pushes the Sidh side to dominate the half-elf, he is now moving from wanting to only assist Z'Leyra to wanting to knock this pompous jerk down three or ten notches. It may have become personal for Kell...

Not wanting to alert Smith that he just made an enemy, Kell watches him closely as he leaves the tavern.  The taller half-elf is going to stalk him like a lion after a gazelle.  From the shadows, waiting for the proper moment to take his prey.  Dropping his cloak, and grabbing whatever is nearby to disguise his clothes from the tavern he prepares to act.

He will try to find something from the pompous jerk, a hair preferably, to stash just in case.

             Z'leyra's uncle moves toward the man but Arawn grabs
           his arm and shakes his head.  It would not be good
           to take on a Councilor in power.

-- Kell has no such fears at this point.  He's going to watch Mr Smith like a lion.  If Smith has done anything wrong, or directly hurt Z'Leyra, well then, hopefully Kiet will get some much needed practice on this Smith. Kiet's unique, erm, skills, need to be kept sharp.

Speaking quickly and decisively in Katai, "I have to go.  Now.  I will be at the house early." Rushing out to find Mr Smith and start trailing him, putting his hat on since he didn't wear it in the tavern.  Giving a sharp look to Z'Leyra, Fremea, and Arawn as he rushes out after the agent of "order," Mr. Smith.

[Kell trails him, using all his senses to find and track the jerk.   He uses all his City skills, and Detection spells as necessary.  He will pay off people, bribe them, hire street urchins to slow him and steal from him, and even try to get a hair or drop of spit or anything from the man.  Kell will try not to be detected  or caught, as stealth is his ally and cities are his stomping grounds.]

The Summoner is racking his brains, trying to think of what he can summon to assist.  The need to find out what is most helpful, in case there is time for it.  Whilst a Living Earth Elemental would be rather amusing it breaks the stealthy aspects of tracking and stalking. Sadly.


             Out of sight, Councilor Smith leaves the tavern.
           Z'leyra boiling grabs a empty mug and slams it into the
           wall.  Then turns to face the window.



---  Kell will be sure to arrive at the house at least 30 minutes early, staking a good place where he can watch as much of the comings and goings as possible.  The handsome half-elf doesn't want anyone to leave without them knowing it.  Unless Mr. Smith takes too much of his time, or doesn't plan to visit the house, then he will need to decide which task is more important.  Following or visiting and watching the casting.









Mark Murtha
Implementation Consultant, Local Government Division
P: 800.554.4434