.03 | [video | Night | Teneka] - filtered from their kind hosts, 40% hackable
[Jarlaxle is positioned in such a way that you can see that he has covered up the mirror with a length of thick, luxurious black cloth and turned the mirror so the front of it is facing the wall. If you've got good, fast eyes, you may notice that his hand is bloodied - somebody got mad enough to punch the mirror. There's also a dagger sticking into the wall right next to the mirror, just barely visible at the edge of your view. It hasn't dissipated yet, though by the end of the feed it will be gone. Though he's smiling, both it and his tone are unusually terse for the drow you've all come to know as being annoyingly friendly.]
Gromph, I need to speak with you privately. Immediately.
[He pauses, glances away, and then removes his hat from his head with the bloody hand. Jarlaxle seems to either not notice or not care. Before speaking again, he hesitates just slightly. His tone is more urgent, his eyes are angry.]
Would any of you happen to know anything much about fire primordials?
[Filtered to his dudes. You know who you are. | 30% hackable ]
I have not spoken with many of you in a long time. I would enjoy finding out how well you are fitting back in at your convenience.
Gromph, I need to speak with you privately. Immediately.
[He pauses, glances away, and then removes his hat from his head with the bloody hand. Jarlaxle seems to either not notice or not care. Before speaking again, he hesitates just slightly. His tone is more urgent, his eyes are angry.]
Would any of you happen to know anything much about fire primordials?
[Filtered to his dudes. You know who you are. | 30% hackable ]
I have not spoken with many of you in a long time. I would enjoy finding out how well you are fitting back in at your convenience.