Noah stood outside the gates of one of the nobles of Falderen. He had used his rogue skill to craft himself a disguise of a wealthy merchant from the town, used some forging skills and had created two replicas of invitations for this little swaray. He was meeting up with one of his guildmates, a fellow rogue by the name of Alphabet. The two of them were going to try to sneak into this birthday bash and convenience some of the nobles that they should support the player country of Astorea. It seemed that some of the other players were taking a bit...harsher routes for this, Noah opted for a more friendly and diplomatic one. No point in having an ally if they were just on your side because they were scared of you for a moment, who knows what would happen if another scary person came along. Alpha should be getting there rather soon, at least Noah hoped. The party had already kicked off and he did not want to get there too late. He pulled out a faux gold pocket watch from his coat pocket and looked at the time slowly ticking by. His hair was gelled back and he had a black tux like outfit on, and a mustache to complete the attire. If the two were lucky they might be able to convince not only this noble but a few others that were attending the child’s birthday party. Thrown die: 2 @Alphabet Chocolate
