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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4221230" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>The Last Resort - Part 10e: Dirty Business</strong></p><p></p><p>The Finn Syndicate headquarters was a large building in the center of the Eastern District, right on the Field of Honor. </p><p></p><p>Kham expected enforcers to shove him down an alley, blindfolded. Much to his surprise, he walked right through the double doors unmolested. A large sign read, “Undir Benevolent Association.”</p><p></p><p>Inside was a row of pillars and steps leading up. The main pillared hallway continued to the left and a smaller hallway branched off to the right. A sign indicated where the offices were.</p><p></p><p>Kham wasn’t sure if he was applying for an application or meeting with a crime boss. He knocked on the door labeled “Finn.”</p><p></p><p>“Come in,” said a gravelly voice.</p><p></p><p>Kham pushed open the door. Inside was a puffy, overweight val’Borda reading a document. He took off his pince-nez. “Kham, good to see you,” he said, as if he knew Kham all his life. “Come in.”</p><p></p><p>Kham took a few tentative steps inside. </p><p></p><p>“Have a seat.”</p><p></p><p>He sat. It was then that he noticed the two large men wearing chainmail and longswords flanking the door.</p><p></p><p>“You have come to me with a lot of money in your purse.”</p><p></p><p>Kham was sweating. “Yes, Finn. I wanted to make amends on Egil’s behalf.”</p><p></p><p>He took out the money pouches and placed them on the table.</p><p></p><p>Finn acted as if they weren’t even there. “I like you Kham. I know what you did for Freeport. I think Milton Drac was a very bad man. And this whole nonsense with the Yellow Sign; very bad for business, you understand. Freeport is my home, and I don’t like to see it torn up like that.”</p><p></p><p>“I understand,” said Kham.</p><p></p><p>“That’s good, that’s good. But we have rules here, you know, or else it’s chaos. Complete chaos. Although I’m not a lawman myself, I like to keep the peace. And when someone fails to pay the debt they owe, I have to remind them of justice. It keeps order. You understand?”</p><p></p><p>“Yeah, Finn.”</p><p></p><p>“Good. I like Egil. He’s a good egg, that priest. Brothers of Althares do nothing but good for this place. Bring a little class to Freeport. So we only took his pinky. I knew you would come through for him.”</p><p></p><p>“Uh, thanks, Finn.”</p><p></p><p>“But this conflict with my men…they got hurt doing their job. If I let you get away with that, then I have difficulty getting more men. You understand?”</p><p></p><p>Kham worried where this was going. He swallowed hard and nodded. </p><p></p><p>“Come here,” said Finn. When Kham didn’t move, he waved him forward. “Lean forward, I want to see that trinket around your neck.”</p><p></p><p>Kham mentally cursed himself. He was so worried about bringing objects of value that he had forgotten the political value of the Order of Drac. He leaned forward.</p><p></p><p>Finn handled it with an open palm, flipping it this way and that. “This symbol you have, it’s very powerful. You flashed it around a few times. I understand that. Very bad business with that crazy play. But then, you did something you should not have done.” </p><p></p><p>Finn yanked hard. The delicate chain snapped. He handed the amulet to one of his thugs. </p><p></p><p>“That is payment for what you did. Now I want you to understand, this is unusual. Those were orcs. I don’t like them. But I hire them to keep the peace. They’re rebuilding the lighthouse in Freeport, and orc labor’s coming in by the boatloads every day. Orcs are messy. They have no respect for people. They get violent too fast. My men, they came too early to collect on Egil’s debt. So I am going easy on you today. You understand?”</p><p></p><p>Kham rubbed his neck. “I do. Thank you.”</p><p></p><p>Finn leaned back in his chair. Kham knew it was his cue to leave. He got up and made for the door, struggling not to run for it.</p><p></p><p>“You’re a good kid, Kham val’Abebi. You keep your nose clean, you don’t shoot any more of the Sea Lord’s Guard, and you’ll go far. Stay away from snakes. We’ll talk again soon.”</p><p></p><p>A chill ran up and down Kham’s spine. “See you soon, Finn,” was all he managed to get out.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4221230, member: 3285"] [b]The Last Resort - Part 10e: Dirty Business[/b] The Finn Syndicate headquarters was a large building in the center of the Eastern District, right on the Field of Honor. Kham expected enforcers to shove him down an alley, blindfolded. Much to his surprise, he walked right through the double doors unmolested. A large sign read, “Undir Benevolent Association.” Inside was a row of pillars and steps leading up. The main pillared hallway continued to the left and a smaller hallway branched off to the right. A sign indicated where the offices were. Kham wasn’t sure if he was applying for an application or meeting with a crime boss. He knocked on the door labeled “Finn.” “Come in,” said a gravelly voice. Kham pushed open the door. Inside was a puffy, overweight val’Borda reading a document. He took off his pince-nez. “Kham, good to see you,” he said, as if he knew Kham all his life. “Come in.” Kham took a few tentative steps inside. “Have a seat.” He sat. It was then that he noticed the two large men wearing chainmail and longswords flanking the door. “You have come to me with a lot of money in your purse.” Kham was sweating. “Yes, Finn. I wanted to make amends on Egil’s behalf.” He took out the money pouches and placed them on the table. Finn acted as if they weren’t even there. “I like you Kham. I know what you did for Freeport. I think Milton Drac was a very bad man. And this whole nonsense with the Yellow Sign; very bad for business, you understand. Freeport is my home, and I don’t like to see it torn up like that.” “I understand,” said Kham. “That’s good, that’s good. But we have rules here, you know, or else it’s chaos. Complete chaos. Although I’m not a lawman myself, I like to keep the peace. And when someone fails to pay the debt they owe, I have to remind them of justice. It keeps order. You understand?” “Yeah, Finn.” “Good. I like Egil. He’s a good egg, that priest. Brothers of Althares do nothing but good for this place. Bring a little class to Freeport. So we only took his pinky. I knew you would come through for him.” “Uh, thanks, Finn.” “But this conflict with my men…they got hurt doing their job. If I let you get away with that, then I have difficulty getting more men. You understand?” Kham worried where this was going. He swallowed hard and nodded. “Come here,” said Finn. When Kham didn’t move, he waved him forward. “Lean forward, I want to see that trinket around your neck.” Kham mentally cursed himself. He was so worried about bringing objects of value that he had forgotten the political value of the Order of Drac. He leaned forward. Finn handled it with an open palm, flipping it this way and that. “This symbol you have, it’s very powerful. You flashed it around a few times. I understand that. Very bad business with that crazy play. But then, you did something you should not have done.” Finn yanked hard. The delicate chain snapped. He handed the amulet to one of his thugs. “That is payment for what you did. Now I want you to understand, this is unusual. Those were orcs. I don’t like them. But I hire them to keep the peace. They’re rebuilding the lighthouse in Freeport, and orc labor’s coming in by the boatloads every day. Orcs are messy. They have no respect for people. They get violent too fast. My men, they came too early to collect on Egil’s debt. So I am going easy on you today. You understand?” Kham rubbed his neck. “I do. Thank you.” Finn leaned back in his chair. Kham knew it was his cue to leave. He got up and made for the door, struggling not to run for it. “You’re a good kid, Kham val’Abebi. You keep your nose clean, you don’t shoot any more of the Sea Lord’s Guard, and you’ll go far. Stay away from snakes. We’ll talk again soon.” A chill ran up and down Kham’s spine. “See you soon, Finn,” was all he managed to get out. [/QUOTE]
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