Game: In the Spire's Shadow

Linji watches the unfolding of the conversation, and upon seeing Baba get up to leave and Kines saying farewell, Linji finishes the last sip of tea. With a flick of his wrist, he spins the tea cup upside down and sets the saucer bottom-up on top of it.

He gives the tiefling host a farewell:

"The Tea was mild and with a pinch of salt, but the after-taste remains to be tasted, so until after, the mystery is the gift of the present."

He seems to look if Kadar is likewise ready to leave (assuming M'rek is also en route to leave as he is atttempting to pry info from the stuffy gnome), and heads to the door, to be "finding Someone-who-Sinks" and looking forward to a trip to the Festhall.

Kadar smiles at Linji's parting comment and Kines' reaction to it as he follows the party out.
"Say hello to your cousin for me if you see her" he calls back to Kines "and thanks for the tea."

Linji yawns and then replies to the rest of the group:

"To Sleep the Dream or to Dream the Sleep, it makes no difference to Linji even if there is one."

He looks at Baba and M'rek to see how they feel (and keeps his eyes and ears open for Wu -Spot & Listen checks).

M´rek grins widely upon hearing the word Festhall:

"Just lead on to the Festhall ...I´ll be one step behind you bashers!"

Linji nods and then jumps up on his hands, trying to walk for a time on his hands {and with his 40' movement rate, half speed should keep up with M'rek -until otherwise distracted, Linji takes the 10 and thus gets a 22 on his Balance check, which hopefully is more than good enough}

Following Kadar, Linji (still walking on his hands), turns to M'rek:

"Whats is M'rek's favorite color?"

(OOC: no problem, Azriael, I, too would like to get this show on the road)

Fascinated by the dance of Teotl, Linji heads over to the Deep Gnome, and then raising his left hand, as if to point up with his index finger (which is just a stump, long ago bit off by a Slaad Bori-bori artist), asks:

"What is the Value of Cranium Rat-kebabs?"

Linji listens with rapt attention -to the chaond, the rambling makes more sense than all the sophists combined. In humble gratitude for the great lesson, Linji goes to bit his finger off (but can't since it is gone).

In payment of the lesson, Linji throws down 7 silvers and a gold piece:

"What the value of its worth is up to you."

Turning to the armored kobolds, Linji asks (and trying not to imagine the current of sardines wrapped in tin that he once swam through in Limbo):

"Have you seen the Cat? The Hissing Cat -it may have scared away the Rats -or is the Hissing of the Prophet, or maybe the Prophet has a prophecy that hisses like a Cat."

Kadar smiles at the exchange and settles in to watch. He leans back against a handy sculpture (or possibly a street performer, sometimes it's hard to tell around here).

While he doubts they'll be needed he subtly loosens his dao in their scabbards. After all the gnome did say these kobolds were from Acheron

Kadar flashes a brief smile at the mention of Kylie then, appearing somewhat embarrassed, begins to lead the way into the Festhall, or at least into the line going in.

He chats with his companions as they work their way into the building "I know the hall of information is the obvious place to look for the chant on this prophet but lets face it, those berks'd just send us here. Anyway at least this place has a bit of life to it."

Kadar will begin looking for a greeter near the doorway once inside if nothing occurs on the way in.

"Which crisis'd that be? It's getting hard to keep up."

Kadar nods in reply to Linji looking uncharacteristically thoughtful before replying,

"Ending again is it? Are they planning on speeding it up, slowing it down or haven't they decided yet?" he quips "I suppose we should take a look anyway, there may be some baubles amongst the screed. By the way what time is that seminar tomorrow and who's taking it, sounds like it'll be worth hearing."

[OOC- Sorry about the double post, wanted to bump the thread to get it moving again]

Kadar bids Gleedon farewell and begins to lead on towards the Hall of Speakers, dipping his hat to the kobolds on the way past.

Listen Check

Linji turns around and goes to give the Barghest-blooded Nathri a big hug -as if he hadn't heard or seen from him in weeks...

Linji graciously accepts the "impaled-brain-mouse" and swallows it whole (whether it comes back up if up to Duckluck).

(OOC: are we waiting on OF, Duckluck?)

Hearing the voices, Linji allows himself to vomit up the partially digested cranium rat, and as he "retches", he takes the opportunity to look around, seeing if he can pinpoint the source of the voices admist the crowd (hopefully aided by the fact that "true" passer-by's will scatter away from a Chaond-puking rat-brains).

Also, as he doubles over (taking an opportunity to look "low" too), Linji whispers to M'rek:

"Be small."

(OOC: Ok, I made a Move Silently -relative to telling M'rek to hide (he doesn't want to be heard), -otherwise, I realize, Linji is making a whole lot of noise)

Move Silently: 19
Spot (obvious reason): 21 (not sure if with the 28 listen, I might be able to get a bonus of some time relative to where to look and all)

(OOC: Oh, sorry, I thought we were still admist the crowd -still doesn't change too much though, as Linji would have taken the opportunity of throwing up to cover for a visial sweep of the area. The only thing different being that he would'nt have told M'rek to "Be Small" as he couldn't disappear in a crowd that isn't there).

Linji seems to recover from his wretching, a sour look upon his face. Sidestepping away from the pile of psychic-mouse puke (moving just a step or two closer to the area from where the voices seemed to have originated), Linji pulls out his chipped tea cup from his satchel.

(As he does so, he takes the opportunity to once again listen and look for the "voices" -i.e. Spot and Listen. Also, what language were they speaking -and could Linji tell perhaps anything from their inflection -i.e. native Cager or goblin-accent, etc).

Rinsing his mouth -and chin- with some of his magical tea, Linji smiles and replies to Kadar:

"The Rat? -nay, the rat wasn't the problem -it was the Cat I ate yesterday. It seems it got all jumpy when the rat tried to move in on its turf (It's a mean kitty). Anyways, the rat got awfully scared and tried to run away. And, well, there you go", the chaond-gith says as he points over to the still-wet chunks of rat-kebobs "-or should I say, there it goes."

Putting his tea cup away and licking his lips with his long tongue, he nods -as if agreeing with himself:

"So Linji is a little sad that the rat did not put up a fight, but oh well, maybe later. Besides feeling the lurking menace of the fussy Cat, Linji is ready to go be dreaming the sleep."

With that he gives a great, big yawn and starts to move in the direction they were originally headed. (unless, of course, he sees or hears anything else of note)

Spot: 18
Listen: 17

Kadar chuckles at his friends explanation and trots along after him, being careful to avoid the half dissolved rat remains.

[OOC: obligatory bitch about bad dice rolls]