>>5218392How do I know this ain’t some… Trick? Some set-up?” Navrere asks. “You don’t exactly strike me as the criminal element, hobbit.”
At your insistence, terrified little Malalyn Warmfeet shrugs and smirks.
“Your lossss,” you (and thus the halfling) say. “Then Zi’sss racket will get all the profit.”
It’s a bluff, for Zi is not as well-connected or highly-placed as Navrere, but it is one which seemingly succeeds.
“Fuck it,” she spits, taking up the bone from the table and snapping it to slurp out the marrow. “I’m in.”
You extract the halfling hurriedly from the sinister slums of Goblintown and return her to her normal abode in Lord Yosef’s home. Only then do you open your eyes and rise to your feet, ready for your part in the plan. You hold out your arm, Little Hirchel the feathered drake lighting upon it with a wide yawn and a quiet croak,a nd you leave to speak with The Chaplain again.
“You are requesting leave to deal with this… Personally?” The Chaplain asks, surprised. “But why? You have become quite valuable here, Infiltrator. You must eb aware of this.”
“My personal approach is necessary, to win the trust of the catfolk… And there are still other matters I must attend to.”
“Ah, yes… Your mission from The Dark Gods, to destroy the Yosefs” The Chaplain says, reverence mingling with envy. “Very well. What do you require?”
“Reinforcements at the ready would be nice,” you say.
“You may take the Dragonblooded one and your fellow—and the other Degenerate,” he says. “Do you require more? Too many Reptilians in one place decreases comaprmentalziation, and increases the risk of discovery.”
Do you request further reinforcements?
>Yes, but disperse them through the city with cover identities, to call upon as needed>Yes, a small battalion of Steeltalons at the ready, to hunker down in Goblintown>No, those two will be enough>Write-in 