Nothing - Until....

JP with Lasersexpanther, mdman and Cindy

Sasha slowly turn the dial on the lens of the scope on her rifle. Slowly as to not make any noise, out of habit more than anything, here in the hustle and bustle of the docks no one would hear such a small sound. But also slowly as to not move more than the barest millimeters as to not catch any light, and any reflection off the glass to give away her hiding space.

For a moment she zeroed in on Sung, who the moment she did seemed to looked directly at her. She'd known people with the same weird predator natural skills as Sung but it still gave her pause when someone could so easily.

Cronk thought about what he could do to look like a dock worker while keeping an eye open. He held a finger up and closed one nostril and blew hard out the other, releasing the junk that was inside.

That’s when he saw the Fish Man and the Wise one walk past the corner. He wondered if the Masked One had seen them. Trying to whistle, he found it a cumbersome task. No sound but rushing breath. Picking up a pebble, Cronk tossed it upward to the roof to alert Sasha he had seen them.

Elizabeth had a really good show of what was happening near the temple. She saw Sung, no surprise to her he just about looked right at her. The man knew they were there.

She watched people stop, and bow at Vor's presence. Knowing the Arundan, Elizabeth wondered how comfortable he was with all of this.

Cronk had watched the Wise One and Fish Man enter the building where he had met Staniadis. He decided that while he remained alert, Cronk would have a seat. He sat upon the crate he had carried, not realizing it would not hold his weight. It quickly broke, with Cronk falling through.

After the two had been inside for a few minute Sasha slowly worked the mechanism on her rifle to chamber a round. Is they came running out in a panic and the first face she was wasn't the butler or Staniadis they'd get to know how true their religion was soon enough. Being that she was alone and her body covered by the sheet she pulled the mask down, and gave a short three note whistle the sounded more like a song bird then a whistle. High low high, letting Lady Elizabeth know she was ready for what ever came next.

Cronk stood up, silently cursing to himself. He brushed splinters and dust off his canvas pants. One end of the suspenders had come loose from it’s button. Cronk drastically worked at buttoning it back, but was having difficulty reaching it. He sighed, which made a better whistling sound than when he had tried to whistle. Well, maybe the Masked One would take it as Cronk being ready, alert, prepared, all of which Cronk was not at the moment.

Cronk decided to ignore the suspender. His shirt had untucked, but it actually made Cronk look like he had been working hard.

Cronk forced his attention back to the door. Thankfully, nothing had happened yet. Just to be sure, Cronk glanced up one side of the alleyway, then the other. Good! Cronk nodded his head, glad nothing had happened whenever he was indisposed.

Elizabeth watched as Vor and Sung were led inside by Staniadis, things seemed to be going well so far. She noticed though there were members gathering outside but not allowed in, yet. Which meant she needed to be extra cautious to not draw attention to herself..

Hearing the whistle if Sasha and a kind of whistling noise that he couldn’t be sure if it was Cronk but hoped so. She didn't whistle back, as that might draw attention, but knew, at least, Sasha was ready.

About twenty minutes after Vor and Sung had gone into the temple, people started being let in. Another thirty minutes later, the guards let the last of the worshipers in. The two guards stayed outside the doors, two more seemed to be patrolling the area.

Cronk kept himself looking busy by trying to repair the crate that had collapsed under his weight. He sighed as he did so, as it was a useless task. He looked up every now and then as the peoples were corralled into the building. He hadn’t seen Staniadis, the butler, not the Evil Doctor. He hoped that at least one would show their face, as he was running out of ideas to look busy. He was tempted to take to walking the alleyway but was certain his task was to stay put.

After Vor and Sung, and the worshipers went inside, for several minutes the only other people within site were the four guards.

It was a good twenty minutes after the last of the parsoners had gone inside when two men, talking to each other approached the area. One had on a full face mask, with a hat covering his ears. The other however was Neville Baddington, Lily's former butler.

They seemed to have four others with them. One was an Orc, likely a guard. They other three were average sized men, it was hard to say if they were there for protection but the way they constantly looked around, it seemed like that could be the case.

Elizabeth let out a whistle that sounded like a bird call, to signal there was a problem.