Clear Deception

[Devon]

Saul arrived outside of Maelstrom in the middle of the night with Anarchy. They were far enough from the front gates to not be seen right now, which was perfect since there was something he needed to do when she wasn't close by. Turning to his partner in crime he ushered for her to stop. "Hold for a moment, you mentioned earlier you weren't exactly allowed into Maelstrom correct?"

[Kender Bard]

"I said that my face might be known by individuals," Anarchy murmured. "But I'll agree; no I don't think I'd be welcome in Maelstrom, my history considered."

[Devon]

"This will be for the better, just wait right here," Saul said. "I'll return in a moment." Heading towards the gate, he waited until he was far from Anarchy, but closer to the guards before turning his aura on. Standing in front of the guards he began to speak, while subtly putting the pressure on. "Good evening gentlemen, I've come along way just to get here. Would there be any inns open right about now?"

[Northen Light36]

"Oh yes, the Heron's Inn is open until quite late," one of the guards replies pleasantly. "You'll have no trouble getting a room there and their rates are very reasonable. It's nothing fancy, but the beds are soft and the food is filling."

[Devon]

"Oh good," Saul said, smiling as his aura seemed to be setting in. "I'll need some help though, I have a friend who I'm bringing with me, but she is ill and can't be around too many people. I want you to bring her into the city."

[Northen Light36]

"Oh dear," murmurs one of the guards. "We can do that, certainly. What's the matter with your friend?"

[Devon]

"She is sick," Saul said. "Thats all, once we're in town I'll need you not to mention that we've even arrived. In fact, I'd like you to come to the Heron Inn every night around this time and come see me in the tavern area. My friend and I could use the help." Saul could see the guards were softening, so he was laying on his aura stronger, laying out specific orders for them to follow.

[Northen Light36]

By now Saul's influence has a firm grip on the minds of the two guards. For a minute they look hesitant, then shrug and nod. "We could stop by and check on you, certainly," one of the guards remarks.

[Devon]

"Good, then I'll go and get her, I'll need you two to escort us to the Heron Inn and remember, tell no one we've come here." Saul bowed to the guards and left quickly to go and get Anarchy. "all right, let's go, put a hood or something over your head and act meek."

[Kender Bard]

"What did you tell them?" Anarchy asked, curious. She reached back into her pack and pulled out a cloak, swinging it on. The season was off and she'd want to get it off quickly but the hood was deep and she was able to pull it down far and cast her face in shadows.

[Devon]

Saul cast a sly smirk at Anarchy and shrugged his shoulders. "We'll just leave it at me having a wonderful way with words. Shall we go dear?" he purred as he held out his arm for her.

[Kender Bard]

Anarchy slid her arm in his. Act meek? He was beginning to wonder what their supposed relationship would be. Friends? Something more? She slumped her shoulders slightly and leaned towards him. "Meek enough?" she murmured.

[Devon]

Saul led her towards the guards, and whispered to her as they neared, "Part of what I told them is that you're sick, no need to be over dramatic about it, the way you're behaving now is fine." Looking up to the guards as they approached he smiled harmlessly and asked, "Can you lead us to the Heron inn now?"

[Northen Light36]

"Oh, certainly sir," one of the guards replies with a warm smile. "Right this way." With that the two guards lead the way to the inn. "Here you go sir."

[Devon]

"Thank you, that is all for now, both of you return tomorrow morning for further instructions," Saul said as he entered the Heron Inn with Anarchy. Turning to her with a triumphant grin he said, "Its amazing what one can do with a little fast talking."