Silver Insanity

Malica rolls her eyes, and lets go of the Raven. "Well, let's see here. Gabriel has a stick. The Raven has an assortment of small pointy ends * that seem perfectly sized for making a mess of any wiring we let him get at. And Justin... well, that's the wild card, isn't it? I'd guess some sort of...

The cat that pounced on Raven stands again, holding the bird out at arm's length with a dubious expression. "Sentient? You're joking, right? ...I guess maybe you could get around the neural complexity limit if it's some sort of biomimetic?" The other cat rolls her eyes, "Or the physic...

For the sake of brevity, I will assume that the Raven (or perhaps Spellbinder - he's seen it done at least) will provide instructions on how to actually use Trump. For the record - not that any of you really have the perspective to notice yet - using the provided sketch requires significantly more f...

(New thread is up over here.)

Rolaldael shakes his head, and follows along with Gabriel for at least long enough to make a bit of further conversation, "No, I do not work here. But you need to understand: when you give an order, people will obey . They won't tell you 'that's not my job', or 'I'm not comfortable doing that',...

The waitress looks a bit flustered at the requests, but accepts the coins this time with a curtsy and an "Of course, Milord." ...She's then intercepted by Rolaldael (the moon elf), who quietly tells her that he'll take care of the Amberite's demands and she can get back to her job, a state...

The waitress stares at the proffered coins, but there's only a moment of hesitation before she shakes her head. "Thank you, Sir, but you already paid for all of this. Please enjoy your meal." And she leaves without accepting further coin.

It is at this point that the waitress hurries over to Spellbinder and Gabriel and the Raven, carrying a tray with three servings of fish and chips, as well as a few extra mugs of ale. She curtsies to Gabriel, "Your order, Sir," as she sets it down - and separates one out to the Raven, addi...

Mr. Smith frowns and moves to intercept the delivery girl before she can leave the scene, talking quietly and earnestly for a few minutes*. In the meantime, Spellbinder's search of the fanatic will turn up - amongst various alchemical reagents and concealed weapons** - a small watermarked*** receipt...

The drow curtsies to Spellbinder, and offers him the glass box containing the fanatic's dagger. "Nalivoire, at your service, Sir. Naught more than a bruised ego; we did not expect such speed from one who lacked the Pattern's blessing." Her two male compatriots introduce themselves as Rolal...