The meeting place was a library, I like that in Ronerawth society had advanced enough that public libraries had become a thing (because private ones were all over, I myself have a fairly large one). It was nice to think that enough people knew how to read/wanted to read to neccesitate such a building. True most of the books in there were lies made up by Ronerawth to make themselves feel better about living under the whims of despotic emperors and businesses serving those emperors, but what the public doesn't know won't get them executed for not following a law.
Libraries are a great place to have under the table meeting in as well. They are fairly public, you have to keep your voice down, and lighting is usually pretty good. On top of that most of them are located near authorities, so if you feel the meeting might go sour you have back up not too far away (or the threat of back up, as the town guard in some places isn't worth the shout for help). It also allowed me time to search through the public library for my affliction, it was ultimately useless, but a drowning man takes anything that looks like rope, even if its the tentacle of a monster dragging him down (Kind of lost that metaphor).
It was while I was fake reading a book to hide that I was taking a nap when the first of what would sadly be several jerkholes came up to me (I swear every year I get a new fan club who hate/love me, you would think with living as long as I have that the number would decrease not increase, alas that is not my life). There were two of them, dressed nicely suits, no outward awful smells, they looked liked they'd bathed recently, compared to my homeless vagrant with a gun look I'm sure they actually looked more like they belonged. I did notice they weren't blind, so clearly they were not the people I was looking for.
"We know what you're doing." It was quiet a threat, the man on my right said it, but it almost felt like they were both saying it, I dunno I was tired and they woke me up from my nap.
"Napping? Didn't realize that was a major crime." Lead with confusion, work your way up to outright derision, take notes folks.
"You're trying to take over our government for your friend Councilman Morley." I laughed, I laughed long and loud, I got uncomfortable glances from the other people in the book lined room. The men who had taken seats to my left and right shifted uncomfortably.
"Right of course the man who betrayed me and left me to be tortured for months, I'm totally working for, wow you guys are great."
"You can try and deny it all you wan..." The sound two clicks caught the gentlemans attention. My revolvers were buried in each mans crotch, the hammer locked back had them dangerously close to being gelded.
"I know you want to lay out some big conspiracy theory, and ordinarily I'd love to hear it, but I'm waiting for someone who is not you, so move along before I blow your balls out your butts."
"This isn't over Lorentino."
"Of course not, it never is, but for now, you're done, I'm done, you're gone and I'm going to wait here, now move along!" They got up stiffly and I uncocked the hammer on my pistols and slid them back into their holsters. The suited men left at a rapid pace and I drifted off to sleep again, only to be woken up again by a shrill voice that just remembering causes me pain.
"Hello Trezzie Poo." And that's where I'll leave you, wondering what the hell the harpy wanted, and how it took an act of god to keep me from killing her, killing her like a million times over. Like if I found a way to resurrect someone, I'd do it to this lady, just so I could enjoy killing her again. I'll just leave it here the fantasies get worse from here. See you tomorrow.
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