Daraz collects himself and consciously attempts to supress all of his thoughts distrust and anger towards Kii'dem and her gross missuse of her telepathy. Still feeling somewhat hazy, he mulls over the telepath's proposal instead. He loathes being tied tied to any cause. Politics and spying were not things to mess around with. Worse still to be dragged against his will towards one side of an argument he doesn't care to be a part of.
"What is it that you ask of me, psion? I am no spy, and I am very probably a danger to your cause should I become one," Daraz pauses and adds dryly, but carefully, "You know this of course."
"You also know exactly where my priorities lie. I refuse to take any action that will hinder the fight against our Enemy. This includes playing overly with politics. I will not betray my warband as it were while it is a credible threat to the Ghaik. If you disaprove, I suggest that you do something about me before you give me back my crossbow."
Daraz keeps his voice almost neutral, his words are half bluff, and half threat.
"I will decline your offer of hospitality, though I apreciate it. I must prepare for the attack on Ilthilid house. You know this too, of course."
Daraz takes his things, not especially bothered by the fact that they are filthy. He will have the wands, ioun stone, two flaming daggers, and rings he found earlier identified. He will also browse around to see any other items that might help when specifically killing a ghaik A magical crossbow, would be a high priority. (Also, can I sell that +3 banded mail that's just sitting around doing nothing?).
OOC: I will wait for a reply before I write the next part of the post, but when should I arrive, after or during the duel?
Annother thing, can I poison my head, with an oil or something so the next squiddie that tries to eat me suffers for it.
Layout of K'tch the Bard's Flat:
The only stairway that opens onto the roof is crumbing and treacherous. Additionally, there are several semi-hidden tripwires connected to small bells and chimes. Just below the entry into the fourth floor of the building, the stairs crumble away leaving a dark void. There is a grappling hook with a long rope sitting on the landing in front of the entry. There is no door, but a rather obvious pair of tripwires at shin and chest hights.
Inside are two large rooms in an "L" configuration. Both rooms are about 20'x40'. The stairs enter at about the mid-point of the 'kitchen' which has two large fireplaces, one currently burning with bariaur dung (cheaper in Sigil than wood, and for just a little extra they'll add incense). The other room could be described as the 'studio'. There are a few tables and stools littered haphazardly around the place, and several musical instuments, including a large collection of various drums.
K'tch lies on a couch with several blankets draped over the back of it. There is no bed. The entire place is rather chaotic. It is not cluttered, in fact there is little more in it than instuments, stools, half a dozen tables, a couch, and a big bucket of dried dung. Yet on no fewer than five of those tables are half-full bottles of bub, strewn about pages of musical notation, instuments, battons of wood, even a few swords and daggers of various makes. The last table, the largest one, which sits in the kitchen, is being used for food prep, and this too is a bit of a mess (and now getting wet).
Tink-chink-taka-ching-Ting-Ting
"So, what's up bro? Nasty night for a fight don't ya know ..."
Ch-ching-ting-ting - - ting-ting-chakka-ting
"Or day, it's hard so say anyway"
Ching-Ting-chakka-ching-Ting
"Yet something made you get wet, and 'yanki pride's a good bet."
Tinkka-Tinkka-Tinkka-Tinkka-ching-Ting-Ting
"Sorry about the roof, K'tch. We were having ourselves a little training session, and I know I learned something." Gy-Nath makes eye contact with Ii, and his smile tells her he may have learned more than she guesses.
"No worry, bro. If you don't mind moving that stuff over there where the rain aint hittin' it ... thanks, brother."
The party notices that although the new hole (which is actually in the kitchen) is by far the largest, it is not the only place where water is entering the flat.