Glen felt at ease around Jarek. The half-orc was friendly, earnest, and surprisingly insightful. And, uh, those abs. Those qualities, along with Jarek's kindness after Glen's moment of weakness earlier in the day, led Glen to suggest that they go speak to his military contact together, prior to meeting Sithani to speak to the dwarves who had provided the lead lining at the farm. There was safety in numbers and it would be easy to fool the military types into believing that Jarek was a contractor hired for his skills, maybe a new recruit.
They split up for a bit after leaving the Feytower, just to be sure that any prying eyes would not see them coming and going together. Glen stopped briefly at the bank, adding one hundred sixty-three gold pieces to the youngling dragon’s hoard -- or, at least, that was what people said. He didn’t know if the rumors about the dragon were true, but they thought brought a smile to his face.
Glen waited for Jarek near the entrance to the encampment that contained the military’s chambers and offices in the city wall. He had taken off his Feytower guard’s tunic and belt, stashing them in his pack; otherwise, he was dressed the same as when Jarek first saw him. Shaggy and plain, trying to be ready for anything. He hoped that Jarek wouldn’t have trouble finding his way - they both lived near the wall, so he hopefully knew the area well enough.
((I was thinking we’d go over to Jarek for the quick meetup outside so Glen can give Jarek the rundown on Dolores and the arrangement here, and then they’ll proceed into Dolores’ office where I can set the scene based on my knowledge from the backstory. Once they’re in there, I’m thinking that Dolores can show up shortly thereafter. Feel free to message if this doesn’t work, I’m just spitballing. =) ))
They split up for a bit after leaving the Feytower, just to be sure that any prying eyes would not see them coming and going together. Glen stopped briefly at the bank, adding one hundred sixty-three gold pieces to the youngling dragon’s hoard -- or, at least, that was what people said. He didn’t know if the rumors about the dragon were true, but they thought brought a smile to his face.
Glen waited for Jarek near the entrance to the encampment that contained the military’s chambers and offices in the city wall. He had taken off his Feytower guard’s tunic and belt, stashing them in his pack; otherwise, he was dressed the same as when Jarek first saw him. Shaggy and plain, trying to be ready for anything. He hoped that Jarek wouldn’t have trouble finding his way - they both lived near the wall, so he hopefully knew the area well enough.
((I was thinking we’d go over to Jarek for the quick meetup outside so Glen can give Jarek the rundown on Dolores and the arrangement here, and then they’ll proceed into Dolores’ office where I can set the scene based on my knowledge from the backstory. Once they’re in there, I’m thinking that Dolores can show up shortly thereafter. Feel free to message if this doesn’t work, I’m just spitballing. =) ))