Game: We're Still not Quite Dead Yet

Canzonzabar:

"Hypocrisy and inconsitency?" Yebena quietly laughs before speaking again: "I am a Yugoloth. Hypocrisy and inconsistency do not bother me in the least."

"In any case, I would start by handing over the object that I carry. After that, the success or failure of this plot is determined by someone else's actions. We can do little to change the outcome of this for the better, though we could simply withold the weapon or replace it with a proxy if we wished. Then, we will be pressed into service by Ephaez. I am prepared to cooperate with you in this regard. This is where the two of us will gain the most. Cooperation would be best. For you it means promotions, and favor with a pit fiend--for what that's worth regarding one so junior as Ephaez. There will be no shortage of vacancies, I am sure. After the assasination is finished to whatever end, the next thing to do will not be determined by you or I. This is why I offer my help and ask the same of you."

Canzonzabar:

"I have no intention of witholding the weapon or replacing it with a fake. I authorized it's creation, and I have not changed my mind since. I can provide you with the contract, but I refuse to break the wards that contain the weapon's magical energies while I am in Sigil. I value my existance, and do not feel the need to tempt the Lady's wrath. It would not be exactly healthy for you either, I think--the weapon is made to kill devils, after all."

"It is within my abilites as a wizard to mark the package for easier divination, but I lack the time to do so. I also do not feel the need to risk insulting the inteligence of one--or possibly two--of the Nine by taking such measures. It would be more prudent to scry on the current bearer of the package if they are not protected from divination. Living things are also easier to scry on, usually."

"I can trace teleports, but this is unnescesary if I can scry. I know only to whom I have been told to deliver thr weapon. Where it goes after that depends on who's doing the stabbing, which I do not know."

"Any spell powerful enough to protect it's caster entirely from scrying will also protect against most other divination spells. Anything less powerful I can overcome. Easily."

"Suranxos is sitting on the far side of the hall. I am in no particular rush to hand the package over, and I have received no specific time. It will get where it must go as quietly and unobtrusively as possible."

Canzonzabar:

"I am aware, of course, but as a diviner I am past the point where lead and the like interferes with my magic, and scrying is not the only way to get information should other factors interfere."

"I have nothing further to say in this vein."

Diverting your atention from the conersation briefly, you can see that many of the tables have filled up, and the flow of guests has thinned somewhat. You also see that two mortals--a young couple has approached your table. Both wear fashionable and expensive looking clothing. (You do not recognize them) Yebena's bodyguard turns, and wordlessly holds up his clawed hand, and looks to Yebena for instructions.

"We beg your pardon, if we have intruded. May we sit here?" asks the man, appearing somewhat afraid, but hiding it well for a mortal.

Yebena turns towards the two, and says nothing. She simply stares. After a pause of several seconds, she speaks: "You may sit, mortals. You do not intrude. Stand down please, Marul." The nycaloth relaxes, and returns to his original sitting position.

The two mortals seat themselves next to Marul. Niether he nor Yebena seem to take any further notice of them. If it was Yebena's intention to disconcert the two, she has suceeded admirably. If not, it reflects very poorly on her maners.

Canzon:

You can't tell for certain whether they have something to say, but there are still enough empty seats to make it highly unlikely for anyone to sit at a table with 3 fiends and a tiefling without some reason.

Bruce:

You can see no spells, and no back door. Your dimension shift fails. Now, you can detect a very strong abjuration aura eminating from the building's walls.

OOC: Yes, roll initiative and declare. Round 1 has started. You can't tell wha kind of effect is in place.

OOC: Sidharta needs to declare actions before the round continues, and I'm waiting on a post by Dunamin.

Bruce:

"Thank you for your patience," says the bell. "Lors Oakry will contact you as soon as he is able." You elicit no other response from the bell.

Canzon:

Suranxos' table has several empty seats, but they are mostly occupied by Falxugons, Erineyes, and Sage Devils from the Ministries. Some have brought mortal company or bodyguards as well. It is perfectly socially acceptable for you to sit there, but in doing so, it is likely that you will find yourself noted in the reports of several of your colleuges probably not a good thing. Doubly so if either your or Suranxos fails to hide a telepathic exchange well enough.

Directed to both you and Yebena: "Again, we beg your pardon for interruping," says the mortal woman at your table. " I am called Sayst, and my companion is Taneld. We were hoping to speak to Yebena ap Ezeya, but would be pleased to make your aquaintance as well. We have done good...business...with the Embassy to the Eighth in the past. You will forgive us both for not having more than one soul each to sell, I hope."

Yebena does not look towards the mortals for several seconds, and her face remains neutral. When she turns her head, she is smiling. It is not a friendly smile. It is an "I intend to tear out your throat with my extremely sharp teeth" smile. Judging by the long delay in Yebena's reaction, her response seemed entirely intentional to you.

"I find your self-destructive urges amusing, mortal. You waste my time at your own peril. Speak."

"We have something to say that might be of interest to you."

"Truly mortal? I very much doubt it. If there was any urgency to your proposition, you would have sought me out instead of acting on one of the extremely rare occasions that I choose to attend anyone's party."

OOC: Roll calling. Who's here? I just found the boards. Hoping for declared actions from Burning Spear and Bruce and a post from Dunamin.

OOC: Since he's not here, you'll should probably declare anyway.

OOC: You're going to have to go in some time. Giving a high level wizard time to prepare is self-destructive.

Bruce & Sidharta:

OOC: To make thibgs easier, please note the remaining durations of all of your buffs in your posts.

Bruce gets no response to his knocking. The door disintegrates into floating white ash. Almost immediately, there is a deafaning crack, and wave of magical energy slams into Bruce and Sidharta (54 damage, reflex save DC 26 for 1/2)

Looking into the now clear corridor, you can see that it is obstructed by a wall of glowing force. You can also hear the loud monotone screech of an alarm spell somewhere in the distance. Both Sidharta and Bruce need to make a listen check.

Canzonzabar:

"No, I did not know who you were, Canzonzabar. I have heard the name before, but I have never had the pleasure of asociating it with the face. Good evening to you," says Sayst.

Taneld takes over, and adresses Yebena again: "We had heard that you were a good person to speak with to aquire some dificlt to find knowledge."

"Tonight, I would assume. Unless one of you has the power of prophecy."

Yebena rests her head on her arms, which are crossed on the table and stares at the two mortals. There is a brief second's pause, before her tail begins to flick boredly around (again, you can tell that this is a conscious effort on Yebena's part).

"Indeed."

"How do you intend to convince me to listen to you, mortal? I have better things to do with my time than to hear an offer that I am highly likely to refuse. Make it worth my while to listen to you, and I will consider a deal, mortal."

Taneld reaches into his pocket, and produces a ring made up of twisting bands of a black metal. It is adorned with several small emeralds. This, he offers to Yebena, who takes it and regards it for a while before speaking.

"Very well, you have my atention, mortal."

"Excellent."

OOC: feel free to post. I'll have to finish this later.

OOC: Force damage.

As a note, greater sign of sealing (and almost all other area of effect spells too) don't allow SR, so niether of you are missing anything there.

Adressing Burning Spear specifically, the spell's point of emanation was centered directly on the door (since the door/window etc. is the target of sign of sealing). This means that Sidharta would have had an inch of cover at most from the timbers that made up the doorframe. This is not bonusworthy, obviously, but hey, an inch wide section of you wasn't smashed by magical force .

OOC: Sign of sealing has a 40 foot burst radius. The street is only 20 feet wide. You were well within the blsat radius.