Mischief in the Tavern

Saige can barely contain her excitement as she runs barefoot through the streets of Volaire, hair flowing free of her usual braids, with Storm being dragged behind her.

The tavern is bustling as the sun sets, and they have no problem sneaking in with a crowd of people. Saige leads them to a pile of crates in the back where they can hide, then peeks around the corner in search of Androk.

Storm follows Saige and ducks down behind the crates with her. "So, I'll give him the picture. Or we can wave a soldier over to give it to him. That may be more interesting having the soldier do it." She looks around. "I don't see him yet. Let's give it a little time though."

*Androck enters the Tavern waves at the barkeep and slumps into his usual seat and table, He opens his notebooks and begins working while waiting for his drink.*

“Okay Storm. Showtime.”

Staying behind the crates, Saige waves a guard over.

“Hey. I need you to do something for me.” Saige gives the drawing to the guard. “I need you to give this to Androck without telling him that I was here.”

Storm chuckles as the guard accepts the letter and then looks around. She points to Androck at the bar. "That's who you want, friend. Big Elven guy."

The guard nods slowly, a bit of concern on his face as he turns away from the two hiding behind crates and approaches Androck. The guard taps him on the soldier and holds out the piece of paper. He shrugs and turns to walk away after handing off the message.

Storm chuckles quietly as the guard returns to his table.

As Androck turns from the Bar Drink in one hand he looks at the confused soldier* "Can I help you Sargent?" The Soldier hands Androck the letter Shrugs and walks away* Androck then looks around the tavern to see if anyone was looking suspicious, then turns back to the bar and proceeds to open the letter.*