>>5643046>>5643053>>5643170>>5643283>>5643403>>5643746>Ask Jubilee if she has any tricks up her sleeve to help."Tricks? Well... I can't say I've ever been able to change someone else's appearance, but now that I have a True Name..."
Jubilee swishes around you a few times, gesturing with her arms and tracing with her tail before finally kissing two fingers and planting it right on your nose. At first you don't feel any difference, but when you look down you see that you're suddenly clad in armor similar to what some of the Sinners here wear! Your hand goes right through when you try to touch it, and it feels like you're (still) wearing nothing at all... nothing at all... nothing at all...
"Oh look at you! My little soldier boy... I don't usually care much for a man in uniform, but with you it makes me want to see something stand at attention~"
"As for myself... Oh, let's try this!"
With a deep breath in, Jubilee trails her hands up from her hooves, along the soft of her curves, and all the way to the tips of her horns. Her features disappear in the wake of her claws, leaving her completely invisible! She laughs at her own success, giving you a surprise pinch to the bum. Already using her newfound abilities for evil...
>corner the scrawniest loner and grill them for infoNobody seems to pay you much mind in your new duds, so traversing the dance floor fortunately isn't much of a hassle. You manage to find one of the smaller Sinners --not quite as small as you, but that'd be asking a lot-- and corner him with a wicked grin.
"A-Ah! Th-The, um, the Triumvirate? They're, u-uh... well, you know, right? Leo Belisarius, Wulfhardt of Black Woods, and Eithne the Witch? That's them! I think they're having a meeting up in the high room now, but really I-I don't know much. I just do as I'm told..."
If most of the fighters here are as craven as this one, they might not be much of a fighting legion after all. Thankfully, after you shove the weakling into a much larger soldier, you get a front row show at how violent they can be. Poor bastard.
>barge in the vip loungeA VIP is a fine thing to be, unless they're on the other end of your gun, that is. Provided you can handle the thing... but that's a problem for later. The problem right now is the two toughs standing guard outside the main door to the private rooms. They look pretty brawny, and whipping our your gun might just draw the rest of the club to come and club your ass into dust. Hmm, if you were a smart Imp, what would you do...
>Put your wily words to work and whip up a wealth of witty and winding wullabaloos. In short, give 'em the ol' razzle dazzle to let you pass.>See if you can scope out a road less travelled into the private rooms and avoid the guards all together. The less heat the better, right?>Have Jubilee and her lovely invisibleness sneak right up and kill the two brawny bastards. That'll teach 'em to not be so killable next time.>Write-in 