Sigil: City of Doors

Outside the walls of Bright Sentry thunder crackles and the weather seems to match the grim mood of the gaunt eyed defenders who line the walls. Their tension tells that this will not be the only storm to break soon. Escorted by the group of knights the doomguard near the gatehouse and through the portcullis they see two men on horse back. One is thin and pale nonchalantly reading a thick leather tome. The other wears heavy black robes as they draw closer he lifts his head, his face vaugely familiar as one they all at one point or the other would have seen around the Armoury without putting a name to it. He whispers something to the other man. The lead knight talks to Dorian.

"You recognize either of them?"

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Hasclaan would see the knights arrive. Their mail glints as the drizzling rain falls upon it. Ramal leans over and he hears him whisper.

"The robes, the masks they are doomguard. Say nothing until we know what they want."

Did he know either of them? Good question. A possible vague remembrance. But that wasn't important. It was what they are that mattered.

Still, it wouldn't do to start denouncing each other too directly right here, right now. The situation was too unstable.

Also, they couldn't claim too much knowledge of Sigillian orders without blowing their hastily constructed cover.

Dorian says to the knight: "Not personally no. But we have heard something of their order. Pieces of lore picked up here and there as we have traveled the roads. However, i heard their orders motto is learn the rules so they can rule over all. Not the sort of people you really want to be trusting too deeply methinks."

Hasclaan laughs lightly, pushing away from his horse, dismissing it with a casual gesture- hinting on what he is to the newcomers- then closing his book.

"He is correct, I am a member of the Fraternity of Order, based in the planar town of Sigil. I am Hasclaan Guunt, a sage sent to investigate the recent increase of demonic activities." He pauses, tucking his book away.
"He is also correct in another matter.. we study the laws of the multiverse as we want to see Order prospering and chaos eradicated. Law shall rule." The last part of the sentences were said with the fervour of someone who really believes what he said.

"You see I have no reasons to hide my mission... nor my face.. from you. I came here to offer my help and to share my knowledge."

He looks over the knights.

"I hope Sir Domic is well?"

from behind the others, ayase peeks with curious demeanor at the two men, her brownish plain ragged robe , hood and cloth mask moving softly. then speaks to the leader of the group who accompained them in

''i dont really know either of them sir...and honestly i dont understand why you show them to us, or why they're closed in there.'' ((i understood they're either trapped or imprisoned, right?))

//They are locked between two sets of gates.

Mauric took note of every details about the defenses of the town. The wall, the gate, the guards, the moat if any. At least this can be used to barter with later if the chance present itself he thought. I will have to make a draft of it later, ones own memory betrays just good as anything else. As he realize that this was Bright Sentry he is bewildered over the odds of chancing into it like that. His lie was by no means secure, but it had passed for now. It had complicated his bluff greatly but if navigated with care it aught to pass.

*He turned his gaze to Halscaan and grinned behind his iron mask as he spoke. Finally a challange. Chaos shall always prevail over order. He looked to the other doomguard and spoke with an his altered voice givin the impression of an naive youth without much experiance of anything* - Oh that man who wanted to join our troupe. Didn't he say he was part of that order? I Think it was that bastard who betrayed us to the demons in the first place! Why would anyone do such a thing.. I simply don't get it. Can't trust an outsider. He pretended to be our friend then without warning one night he slew our horses one night. Shortly afterwards we Heard ghastly howls and screams in the distance that no mortal can possibly utter. Only the donekey was left alive and the man nowhere to be seen. I thought my end was upon me when I Heard the horrible cacophonia drawing nearer. But master Grimwald explained there was only one way now and it was with reluctance he saved our lives by doing that thing to the mounts so we could escape. Them otherworlders are dangerous. *he raised an accusing finger at Halscaan* Perhaps they brought the demons here to take over once they have weaken us enough?

As everyonr speaks at once the lead knight listens glancing from one to another hearing many tales. At the final accusation he looks at Hasclaan as if expecting confirmation or Denial.

//Will need diplomacy scores from Hasclaan and Dorian and bluff from Mauric Ayase bluff is 20 as I recall?

(( Sorry edited it a bit there. Bluff 40+roll:8= 48))

Hasclaan does not even ignore this accusations.Tapping his faction badge he adresses the leader again.

"If you want to confirm my mission with my superiors I will gladly cooperate.
If you rather trust some masked servants of entropy...Doomguards... who want to see this world burn and cannot even agree on the fact if they know me or not..."

He shrugs, makes a dismissive yet slightly amused gesture towards the the three riders. "...Heironeus will judge you fairly."

((edit: Roll for diplomacy 26))

ayase wonders what in the bleeding damned hells there is in mauric's mind. she waits a few seconds before doing anything else, to see what the other two come up with, and uses said seconds to analize the surroundings

///her bluff is 20 yeah.