jbear
First Post
Relic nods at Daylily's comment.
[sblock=Elven] "Yes, every man is responsable for the consequences of his own supidity. I know that better than most. As our well dressed halfling friend says, the Whitecloak seems like he will make sure he pays for his part. If I remember rightly you have little love for their order as well ... and I'm sure your aid of the fat merchant will annoy them at the very least. What interests me is that if this man tells even only part of the truth then someone else has used the peddlar of perfumes to spread their venom and disease throughout this town. A menace I would see stopped. The alchemist's fate ... well, it will be what it will be." [/sblock]
Relic turns a very hard stare upon the alchemist for quite sometime before continuing.
"I sense you are keeping things from us Perfume Man who owns a shop in Roses di Sanguigno but I don't see the why of it yet. I could rip those secrets from your mind but the telling would be easier on both of us...
How is it that a man with a mind sharp enough to distil the very essence of a thing into a unique smell, and master the fine art of potion making, a man who has a business mind sharp enough to deal with the nobility of Vezna ... can not remember any more than the first letter of the name of the person who has miraculously appeared to provide him with 500 much needed potions....? Please explain how that is possible ... Mr ... Rulkelp was it? If you can't I think our White Cloaked friend does well to doubt your words."
[sblock=Elven] "Yes, every man is responsable for the consequences of his own supidity. I know that better than most. As our well dressed halfling friend says, the Whitecloak seems like he will make sure he pays for his part. If I remember rightly you have little love for their order as well ... and I'm sure your aid of the fat merchant will annoy them at the very least. What interests me is that if this man tells even only part of the truth then someone else has used the peddlar of perfumes to spread their venom and disease throughout this town. A menace I would see stopped. The alchemist's fate ... well, it will be what it will be." [/sblock]
Relic turns a very hard stare upon the alchemist for quite sometime before continuing.
"I sense you are keeping things from us Perfume Man who owns a shop in Roses di Sanguigno but I don't see the why of it yet. I could rip those secrets from your mind but the telling would be easier on both of us...
How is it that a man with a mind sharp enough to distil the very essence of a thing into a unique smell, and master the fine art of potion making, a man who has a business mind sharp enough to deal with the nobility of Vezna ... can not remember any more than the first letter of the name of the person who has miraculously appeared to provide him with 500 much needed potions....? Please explain how that is possible ... Mr ... Rulkelp was it? If you can't I think our White Cloaked friend does well to doubt your words."
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