OOM: Vivec City, 18 First Seed, 3E 428

[moonandstar]

Garyn hadn't felt the need to involve Ibani in his last little spy mission. Retrieving a skull from a tomb for an alchemist who is a little TOO insistent that she isn't a necromancer had been an easy enough job. But this? This was going back to Vivec...a place where he very much had meant to make himself scarce from. What's more, one of their contacts would be in the Foreign Quarter - the very same place where a number of corrupt Fighters Guild members had been killed by a booby trap he had set.

So a little bit of Sith discretion and underhandedness would be welcome, in addition to backup.

They're approaching from the bridge that leads from the silt strider dock - the Guild Guide would bring them too close to the Fighters Guild for his liking.

The buildings are massive ziggurats crossed by canals - not big enough to be impressive by her standards. But it's far from a typical city in Garyn's.

Comments

[moonandstar]

"I'd rather not find out," Garyn says, frowning.

"Come to think of it, I think a short walk to the bar will do me some good."

[last_kallig]

"Do you want me to come with you?" She can understand both why he might WANT to go alone and why he MIGHT NOT want to go alone.

[moonandstar]

"Depends on whether you'd rather walk hand in hand with a strapping gentleman or have said strapping gentleman bring you a drink."

He's trying to keep it light, at least.

[last_kallig]

"I would never pass up an opportunity to walk hand in hand with you, love."

She summons her robe to her with the Force. "And stretching my legs might do me good."

[moonandstar]

"Let's go, then. I'll ask for a top shelf jug."