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[Nerjin]

Your disguise is nearly flawless which is enough to give you enough confidence to head to "The Floating Dwarf". It's an average bar in all ways bar none. There's a strange man dressed as a wizard of legends [pointy hat, staff, robe] rambling about the undead menace beneath the city being the work of a vampire. That could be important except... he also goes on to tell a nearby maiden that bathing in dog urine will keep the mayor, who is apparently an ogre, from learning your name.

Which is true you suppose after a moment.

Still, everyone else seems to be ignoring you. Except the Bartender though he looks bored when he views you. As if waiting for your order.

[PrivateNomad]

 "Anybody got a disguise kit I can use?"

[Remuthra]

Harmony grins.

"I have one here, but if you want it you'll have to play dress-up with me."

[Nerjin]

Outside the Catacombs

Bill, Zoe, Rikki, Harmony, and Dereth are all less than surprised that nothing happens during the brief exchange.


Inside The Floating Dwarf

Illandrial is still considering what to do.


Inside the Sovereign Jester

Galia and Ganron are inside The Jester.

[PrivateNomad]

 "What does that entail, exactly?" he asks before scratching at his sideburn and adjusting his hat.

[Remuthra]

"We'll find a more private location, and then you'll see."

[PrivateNomad]

"Oh boy.. well, lead the way."

[Remuthra]

Harmony flits off into an alley, rummaging through her bag.

[PrivateNomad]

Riki follows through and leans against the wall, patiently waiting. He's good at waiting.

[Remuthra]

[Disguise Check]

Harmony grabs out an assortment of seemingly-random bits of clutter and sets to work. A little clay, some glue, paint, ears finished, whiten the face with chalk, smooth out any blemishes, fix the hair, stitch together some cloth...

Stepping back, Harmony admires the newly-created Riki'thas the noble elven mage-lord, in his flowing pastel pink robe inscribed with violet arcane symbols, his face paled and smoothed, his hair greased back in the elven fashion.

[Nerjin]

[Disguise: 7+7+2] It's not a perfect disguise but unless someone was actively deeply looking at Rikki they wouldn't know the difference.

[PrivateNomad]

 "This is embarrassing..."

[Remuthra]

"Nonsense, you look wonderful! And give your voice more of a trill when you talk, you're not getting the speech right."

[TealNinja]

Ilandrinal walks over to the counter.

"Hey, 'tender, strange folk you have around here.  Next thing you'll know, that robed loonie is going to start calling you a dragon."  Ilandrinal confides to the barkeep, putting the slightest emphasis on 'dragon.'

[Nerjin]

The barkeep suddenly looks very nervous "What uh... That is what do you mean?"