New Blood, Old Blood

[*A Casual Fellow]

Doubts attention is turned back at Dead "Oh I was not refering to yourself, just answering Eagles doubts of death." gesturing at Bridget. "I have no presumptions of these being original ideas, merely sound strategies that have been proven time and time again in history of conflict." listening to the proposition of the target before Doubt makes his reply to it.

"He sounds like a worthy target indeed. I would suggest starting from a place that won't be looked into yet, but which would be studied would he be placed under proper watch-" he paused for a moment to consider "-say old records of previous cases having some not immediatelly obvious disparencies, one time is a mistake several months or years is a disgrace... Of course this would require someone to gain access to the very files of the Harmonium. Alternative method is, would his mind be, lets say... suggestible, then I could perhaps affect his actions for a limited amount of time."

Taps the side of the mask with two fingers pointed out, thinking "Besides the preparations, I would say we'll make something to cause him to get into inspection. They should think they're clever enough to find the cues rather than a single large explosion of events that suddenly revealed a horrible person. Of course we'll still be forced to think of some method to get him under suspicion... anyone have any good ideas?" looked around the hall.

A snap of his fingers as if he just thought of something "Actually this reminds me, I have considered a method that should hasten the process of them being disliked. Would we plant enough illegal and suspicious goods into a number of buildings of mere citizen - some perhaps even proper and upstanding, then arousing the organizations of order to search the area, if done without going overboard as to suggest third party being involved... then this would make the organizations of law slowly seem worse and worse. Especially if we target members of factions already in dislike with them, say... influencial members of the Indeps perhaps?"

[*Darkrob]

The man sitting in his chair in the corner takes a long puff off his smoke, allowing it to drift in the air for a long moment. He then looks at Doubt and speaks.

“You’ve got some interesting ideas, some might even work… but bottom line… why should any of us trust you? Before today, you didn’t even exist. You want us to put ourselves on the line for your plans? Offer something up. Show us you aren’t some plant put here by the reds. All you’ve got now is words with no actions. Most of us here, that I’m aware of, have bled for the Revolution… or have made others bleed in our name, paid their dues.

So… unless you’ve got something to offer… Doubt is all you’ll ever be.”

He takes another long draw off his smoke, simply watching him.

[*A Casual Fellow]

Doubt turns his attention and one eye at the mystery corner, heeding and absorbing the words, tone and context which are spoken. The eye scanning the man and his demeanor carefully until he's finished talking then let his answer to the concerns be known, with a mild patronizing tone extruded from the words.

"You shouldn't trust me." he said simply and unwaveringly, letting the words sink as he looked at everyone present before continuing "No more than I should trust any of you. There was a reason why I said earlier that I do not want any information of you in particular, just of potential targets and external assets to be shared with all. As for my plans, I'd go as far as to say that they're hardly even plans... just ramblings without mention of methods and rather merely vaguely elaborated ideas." he emphasized the last word and took a brief pause before continuing once more, now addressing the smoking man in the corner.

"I'm new, hence I'm asking for information but rather than be needy or demanding, I place out my own thoughts on table to hand out a certain level of qualification or measurement for you to judge whether I may be worthy of non-damning information. I hold no grand expectations or reasons why any of you should do what I say, or why you should tell me against whom you use my ideas against. But I am a firm believer that the methods to hunt should be available for all so they can make informed decisions on their own." with this done he turned his attention away from the smoking man once more and addressed everyone.

"That actually brings another idea to me, perhaps to inspire more upstanding opinion of us we should ravel in the freedom of speech, that is the S.I.G.I.S. Even if they may speak ill of our kind, we should ensure they are allowed to speak their words and attempt to ward off any attempts to prevent their ability to spread information and opinions for others to read. It may become quite vital to having the public know ill-thoughts of the Harmonium especially if anyone of us plans to go with the idea to undermine the very reputation of the lawful organizations. It may be a stretch but perhaps we could inform the S.I.G.I.S. that they are granted protection of the Anarchists without obligations to mind their tongue, if all of you would agree, hm?"

[*Darkrob]

The man doesn't reply, he simply relaxes in his seat and continues to watch the show.

[*A Casual Fellow]

A few days would pass until Doubt enters the hideout once more, this time with a copy of latest S.I.G.I.S. and places it out for others to view. "This is our man and our chance." he explained tapping at the article made by Mustafa Leik. "I have found out through a reliable source that Tarion was to be arrested until Colo Lane interrupted and launched a staunch investigation, through a hunch. I think we can exploit this to be disaster to our favor... Mustafa Leik is a flamboyantly costumed man in a robe, appears to be of some desert nationality by demeanor. A slightly scaly face. We shouldn't this Mustafa to be captured before a plan is set."

[*Darkrob]

The man, who once sat in the corner watching, was not in the safe house this time.

[*Powderhorn]

At the next meeting, Bridget walks in looking around at the group.

"Mustafa is dead, and I cannot be the be all and end all of this movement. Give me a list of names and addresses, and I will light up the night."

((I realize this is essentially asking the same thing as in the other thread, however, Bridget is supposed to be less the smarts and more the muscle behind the organization. Also, as she said, she's not the whole of the Revs.))

[*Darkrob]

((Remember, there are thousands and thousands of Anarchists in Sigil. We're just the PC part :) . It isn't hard to find out Garen was the Fraternity judge witnessing the execution. He didn't preside over the trial, but he signed the papers at the conclusion of the execution.))

[*Powderhorn]

((Right, but, who did the arrest? Who ordered the punishment? Who actually played the role of "executioner"? All steps of involvement need to be expunged. :D))

[*Midnight]

//Not sure if you have checked this yet but a lot of the answers are in the first post of page 3

http://z13.invisionfree.com/nwn2planesc ... 8339&st=30