[Audio/Visual] Dude where's our map? [Date TBD?]

[naturaltwohands]

[Drizzt's human hands are holding up some paper, his eyes focused on a note in neat Imperial Calligraphy:

I have your charts. If you want a chance of ever leaving this benighted island, bring me the Bando rebels’ box and give me safe passage back to the Empire.

K

Drizzt's gaze continues to linger on it as he speaks out loud, voice even but laced with anger. Yes, he's got a young teenager's voice. And yes, it doesn't do anger very well. Also yes, shut up.]

As the note says, our sea charts have been stolen. [You know, the ones Drizzt found after they didn't need them anymore?] I found this ransom note on the back of our charter.

Does anyone possess clues that might lead to the identity of the traitor? What course of action should we take? And where exactly would we meet this individual? They've neglected to mention a location with which to meet.

Comments

[loyalrebel]

If she wants to see the spellwork I can perform it under the effects of the doki-itus as a disguise.

[But not as a bird.]

[thornsofmalkav]

[Bird mage is a bit too much.] Sure. Any choice of alias for ladyform?

YOU SAW NOTHING.

[loyalrebel]

...Hamra works as well as any.

[It's literally the feminine form of 'red' in fucking arabic Malik, you're not even being clever.]

Re: YOU SAW NOTHING.

[thornsofmalkav]

Hamra it is.

[Now she's imagining a pig version of Mumm-Ra. You're welcome.]

[loyalrebel]

Hopefully there will not be many questions about where I have been the past few weeks.

[thornsofmalkav]

We'll say you twisted your ankle or something and were recuperating in the boat with Shinji.

[loyalrebel]

...I can also just take off my metal arm and use that injury.

[thornsofmalkav]

... that's even easier, really.