[Alright! In the room, that's a good step forward. Tabris relaxes a little once there's a door between her and the angles of approach.]
Somebody I went to school with is on the cleaning crew in here. Last party we went to, she was complaining that the guard captain can't tell the elf girls apart, so she kept getting in trouble for other people's mistakes. Paid her off to let me come in for her shift today, hid in a closet until everyone went home.
[She shrugs, a smug grin on her face. The plan really was too simple, it shouldn't have worked, but apparently the Inquisition is more interested in keeping their golden goose in than keeping everyone else out. It's surprising after the assassination, but then, Tabris heard a rumor that they caught the guy already.]
[The smirk falls off immediately when Egg lifts her hand.]
Well, I brought leather gloves for you, but now that I'm actually seeing the maker-forsaken thing, I'm not sure that'll work. I have a knife, we could cut up your bedclothes and wrap it in layers? Have you experimented with hiding the light at all?
[A thoughtful pause!]
I was also planning on taking us out the window, but I'm not sure you could hold the rope if we need to mummify your hand. I can probably carry you? Maybe? The weight's not a problem, but the positioning might be a challenge...
re: tabris' rumor, no, they have not caught him
Date: 2021-10-08 02:18 am (UTC)Somebody I went to school with is on the cleaning crew in here. Last party we went to, she was complaining that the guard captain can't tell the elf girls apart, so she kept getting in trouble for other people's mistakes. Paid her off to let me come in for her shift today, hid in a closet until everyone went home.
[She shrugs, a smug grin on her face. The plan really was too simple, it shouldn't have worked, but apparently the Inquisition is more interested in keeping their golden goose in than keeping everyone else out. It's surprising after the assassination, but then, Tabris heard a rumor that they caught the guy already.]
[The smirk falls off immediately when Egg lifts her hand.]
Well, I brought leather gloves for you, but now that I'm actually seeing the maker-forsaken thing, I'm not sure that'll work. I have a knife, we could cut up your bedclothes and wrap it in layers? Have you experimented with hiding the light at all?
[A thoughtful pause!]
I was also planning on taking us out the window, but I'm not sure you could hold the rope if we need to mummify your hand. I can probably carry you? Maybe? The weight's not a problem, but the positioning might be a challenge...