Vote tally - From the Gutter
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[X] Plan: Dashing Rogue
-[X] Whispering Brook, Male
-[X] [Chiaroscuro] A sinuous line, blood red, and lined by diamonds sparkling in the afternoon sun meets your eyes. Chiaroscuro with its red streets and its profligacy of First Age glass. The jewel of the South, its largest city, and the port which connects the South to the rest of Creation. A ruin of the First Age: its few intact soaring spires home to wealth beyond measure, its labyrinthine depths home to rumors of reality twisted beyond imagining.
-[X] [Rogue] The Night Runners were a guild of thieves, and what skills could possibly be more useful to hone than ones larcenous and stealthy. (+5 Intrigue)
-[X] [Fae-Blooded] your eyes flicker with rainbow iridescence and the confines of causality become stifling. Infinity, bereft of form or substance sings a siren's song within your thoughts. You swallow. Possibility fades to probability fades to eventuality.
-[X] [Occultist] assist Fluttering Bow in acquiring a small number of books on religious practices. (+1 Diplomacy +2 Learning)
-[X] "A high-walled shopkeeper's house. I couldn't get a look inside, but based on the flow of food in and trash out, there's no more than five permanent adult residents, eight if we're accounting for slaves. The windows are barred and the door locks appeared to be of high quality. A difficult target, but likely a valuable one."
-[X] "Moon, see if you can pick up a few things in case this all goes anathema-shaped." (+10 to any Martial rolls for next heist.)
-[X] [Gregarious] you've always had an easy enough time talking to people. (+1 Diplomacy)
-[X] [Fae-Blooded] Your face and voice are ever so slightly twisted in a way that's favorable to those you meet. (+2 Diplomacy)
-[X] [Attractive] you are considered appealing of form to individuals capable of such feelings. (+2 Diplomacy)
-[X] [Mystery] A graceful moment.
-[X] [Mystery] A faded parchment.
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[X] Plan: Adorable Ragamuffin
-[X] [Chiaroscuro] A sinuous line, blood red, and lined by diamonds sparkling in the afternoon sun meets your eyes. Chiaroscuro with its red streets and its profligacy of First Age glass. The jewel of the South, its largest city, and the port which connects the South to the rest of Creation. A ruin of the First Age: its few intact soaring spires home to wealth beyond measure, its labyrinthine depths home to rumors of reality twisted beyond imagining.
-[X] [Rogue] The Night Runners were a guild of thieves, and what skills could possibly be more useful to hone than ones larcenous and stealthy. (+5 Intrigue)
-[X] Platinum Dove, Female
-[X] [Demon-Blooded] your shadow pools around your feet, swathing them in near darkness. A sibilant voice, impossibly distant, impossibly close whispers seduction and power in your ear. Your head shakes. Promises of wealth unending and power unmatched fade to inaudibility.
-[X] [Occultist] assist Fluttering Bow in acquiring a small number of books on religious practices. (+1 Diplomacy +2 Learning)
-[X] "A high-walled shopkeeper's house. I couldn't get a look inside, but based on the flow of food in and trash out, there's no more than five permanent adult residents, eight if we're accounting for slaves. The windows are barred and the door locks appeared to be of high quality. A difficult target, but likely a valuable one."
-[X] "Ivory Sky, I don't know what you'd need, but I want our loot to be with the fence by dawn." (+10 to any Stewardship rolls for next heist.)
-[X] [Brave] while you still feel fear, you refuse to let it control you. (+1 Martial)
-[X] [Demon-Blooded] Ferocity sharpens your blades when you defend something you consider yours. (+2 Martial)
-[X] [Smart] you are able to learn things quicker than most. (+2 Learning)
-[X] [Mystery] A second breath.
-[X] [Mystery] A gray fleck.
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[X]Plan Sinister Man in the Shadows
-[X] [Chiaroscuro] A sinuous line, blood red, and lined by diamonds sparkling in the afternoon sun meets your eyes. Chiaroscuro with its red streets and its profligacy of First Age glass. The jewel of the South, its largest city, and the port which connects the South to the rest of Creation. A ruin of the First Age: its few intact soaring spires home to wealth beyond measure, its labyrinthine depths home to rumors of reality twisted beyond imagining.
-[X] [Negotiator] you'd learned early on that a quick tongue could get you out of more fights than a quick knife or quick feet. (+5 Diplomacy)
-[X] [Occultist] assist Fluttering Bow in acquiring a small number of books on religious practices. (+1 Diplomacy +2 Learning)
-[X] "A grocer's shop. It's in a highly visible spot and was nearly full with customers from sunup to sundown. As a result, a headcount was somewhat complicated, but I think no more than three overnight residents. Armed guards come by once a week to empty the till, so there's only going to be so much loot available, but contrary to the first option, none of the locks appeared that complicated."
-[X] "Ivory Sky, I don't know what you'd need, but I want our loot to be with the fence by dawn." (+10 to any Stewardship rolls for next heist.)
-[X] [Demon-Blooded] your shadow pools around your feet, swathing them in near darkness. A sibilant voice, impossibly distant, impossibly close whispers seduction and power in your ear. Your head shakes. Promises of wealth unending and power unmatched fade to inaudibility.
-[X] [Quiet] when you're not talking it seems like you just fade away from notice. (+1 Intrigue)
-[X] [Demon-Blooded] Stone seems to yield before you and refuses to give up your secrets. (+2 Intrigue)
-[X] [Smart] you are able to learn things quicker than most. (+2 Learning)
-[X] [Mystery] A twisted ring
-[X] [Mystery] A secret respite.
-[X] Jackal Truth. Man
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[X] An Iron Fist in a Velvet Glove.
-[X] [Gem] mountains of volcanic glass and searing, lifeless desert stretch that into an unremitting horizon meet your eyes. Gem, the mountain that is a city, the city that is a mountain. Where avarice and freedom walk hand in hand down streets paved in gold and poverty. Where law and order stem only from those strong enough to demand them. Where great Houses vie for scraps of power and scheme to become something greater.
-[X] [Enforcer] Stalwart Orichalcum, one of the guild's senior enforcers had a bit of a soft spot for children, or perhaps he just liked thrashing them, either way, you'd learned the value of being able to fight. (+5 Martial)
-[X] [Fae-Blooded] your eyes flicker with rainbow iridescence and the confines of causality become stifling. Infinity, bereft of form or substance sings a siren's song within your thoughts. You swallow. Possibility fades to probability fades to eventuality.
-[X] [Occultist] assist Fluttering Bow in acquiring a small number of books on religious practices. (+1 Diplomacy +2 Learning)
-[X] "A high-walled shopkeeper's house. I couldn't get a look inside, but based on the flow of food in and trash out, there's no more than five permanent adult residents, eight if we're accounting for slaves. The windows are barred and the door locks appeared to be of high quality. A difficult target, but likely a valuable one."
-[X] "Fluttering Bow, incredible work as always. Take the rest of the afternoon and see if you can find anything else out." (+10 to any Learning rolls for next heist.)
-[X] [Just] you believe strongly in a personal code of morality. (+1 Stewardship)
-[X] Untamed Stallion/Male
-[X] [Fae-Blooded] Your face and voice are ever so slightly twisted in a way that's favorable to those you meet. (+2 Diplomacy)
-[X] [Attractive] you are considered appealing of form to individuals capable of such feelings. (+2 Diplomacy)
-[X] [Mystery] A second breath.
-[X] [Mystery] A flashing blade.
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