Silence

THe man labeled "Silence" sat on the edge of his bed and waited for the others to leave the room on their way to their half of the plan. Tucking his own backpack and travel goods into the room, he looks over his shoulder to Harry and swallows hard, feeling his scarred neck stretch a bit as he tried to work his injured voicebox.

"Good plan. Split us up. What if they are in need of our skills? More importantly, What if someone accidentally falls into my blades in the taverns and we need our meat shields?" Silence smirked at Harry and finished storing his travel gear. He turned and checked for his weapons, then moved to the door.

(fast forward to the info gathering in the taverns.)


gather Information - (1d20+0)[2]

knowledge Local - (1d20+2)[7]

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Sorry guys, but usually i do not post on the weekends. Sat and Sunday are usually my gone days from digital world. So i will play catch up, unless we're likei nthe middle of combat or whatever.