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<blockquote data-quote="spacehulkster" data-source="post: 3186183" data-attributes="member: 13070"><p>“Make them stop starring at us!” Annalia cried out to Zafnir, who promptly held up his hands and shrugged. The miners watched the party, in particular the Crinti woman and drow, as they ate.</p><p></p><p>“Settle down lass. They ain’t ever seen drow above ground ‘afor. They’s fascinated with ya. Maybe you can attract some converts or make some money doing tricks with yer whip?” Rudgar laughed at his own comment.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t know why I put up with you. You’re impudent, sleazy and… and short!” she retorted to the dwarf.</p><p></p><p>“Aye, and don’t forget cuddly!” Pfröte chimed in.</p><p></p><p>“Umph!” she turned a disgusting glare at the azer, who smiled and winked.</p><p></p><p>“Easy azer,” warned Zafnir, “her temper could get a few miners killed. Then we would be out of a job.”</p><p></p><p>The tensions were high the rest of the afternoon. Miners and camp followers lingered around the party, making them feel uneasy. Every once in a while Kara-tor would play tricks on them, with his magic, just to keep them on their toes. Pfröte and Rudgar got inquisitive and took a sight seeing trip throughout the camp.</p><p>Zafnir and Qwergain paid little heed to the camp inhabitants and Zafnir’s pet spider kept most onlookers away.</p><p></p><p>About an hour from dusk, a rustic looking dwarf, with a red-graying beard, covered in dust, came up to the few party members that were present, “You all must be the sweepers, here to get rid of what’s been killing my miners? Gather yourselves and I’ll meet with you in one hour at the office.”</p><p></p><p>Later at the mining office…..</p><p></p><p>The party files into Cornelius’s office, who eyes them suspiciously. Two dwarf’s guard the doorway.</p><p></p><p>“Well, I’ve seen the letter from Mr. Bruil’s office,” he looks each member up and down, “which one of you got the recommendation?” His eyes transfix upon the dwarf and the red wizard.</p><p></p><p>Kara-tor steps forward, “I was able to procure the arrangement. I am Kara-tor of Th..”</p><p></p><p>“Yeah, yeah I know wheres you are from,” the foreman interrupts. “I figured it had to be one of you two,” he says pointing at Kara-tor and Rudgar. “Me name is Cornelius Ironbeard, I run this outfit for the Bruils. It’s not easy and there’s a plenty to do. I can’t be bothered with clearing out a mine shaft and make the shipment quota. So that’s why you’re here. We’ve lost 4 miners and another 2 are injured, plus we got hobgoblins raiding us sporadically. We’ll show you in the morning, to the area in question. Get a good nights sleep, I’ll roust ya’s in the morning. And just so we’re clear, I’m not to happy to see a couple of drow and an orog here. But I’m willing to give you’s a break. I’ll be keeping an eye on you’s though.”</p><p></p><p>Zafnir could sense Annalia restraining herself. She had moved forward to speak, but stopped and bit her lip.</p><p></p><p>Qwergain was unmoved by the dwarfs comments. Threats didn’t faze him. “Qwergain find lost miners, then stop raids and help dwarf with quota.”</p><p></p><p>Cornelius eyed him meticulously, “That’s ok, you ugly dark orc, just keep out of me way. You do your job, I’ll do mine.”</p><p></p><p>Qwergain nodded in agreement, but muttered something under his breath. The group left the room and headed to their allocated quarters.</p><p></p><p>“Penbeard!” yelled Cornelius, “Post a guard on our guest.” Penbeard nodded, and then turned to leave.</p><p>“Uhh Penbeard, better make that two!”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="spacehulkster, post: 3186183, member: 13070"] “Make them stop starring at us!” Annalia cried out to Zafnir, who promptly held up his hands and shrugged. The miners watched the party, in particular the Crinti woman and drow, as they ate. “Settle down lass. They ain’t ever seen drow above ground ‘afor. They’s fascinated with ya. Maybe you can attract some converts or make some money doing tricks with yer whip?” Rudgar laughed at his own comment. “I don’t know why I put up with you. You’re impudent, sleazy and… and short!” she retorted to the dwarf. “Aye, and don’t forget cuddly!” Pfröte chimed in. “Umph!” she turned a disgusting glare at the azer, who smiled and winked. “Easy azer,” warned Zafnir, “her temper could get a few miners killed. Then we would be out of a job.” The tensions were high the rest of the afternoon. Miners and camp followers lingered around the party, making them feel uneasy. Every once in a while Kara-tor would play tricks on them, with his magic, just to keep them on their toes. Pfröte and Rudgar got inquisitive and took a sight seeing trip throughout the camp. Zafnir and Qwergain paid little heed to the camp inhabitants and Zafnir’s pet spider kept most onlookers away. About an hour from dusk, a rustic looking dwarf, with a red-graying beard, covered in dust, came up to the few party members that were present, “You all must be the sweepers, here to get rid of what’s been killing my miners? Gather yourselves and I’ll meet with you in one hour at the office.” Later at the mining office….. The party files into Cornelius’s office, who eyes them suspiciously. Two dwarf’s guard the doorway. “Well, I’ve seen the letter from Mr. Bruil’s office,” he looks each member up and down, “which one of you got the recommendation?” His eyes transfix upon the dwarf and the red wizard. Kara-tor steps forward, “I was able to procure the arrangement. I am Kara-tor of Th..” “Yeah, yeah I know wheres you are from,” the foreman interrupts. “I figured it had to be one of you two,” he says pointing at Kara-tor and Rudgar. “Me name is Cornelius Ironbeard, I run this outfit for the Bruils. It’s not easy and there’s a plenty to do. I can’t be bothered with clearing out a mine shaft and make the shipment quota. So that’s why you’re here. We’ve lost 4 miners and another 2 are injured, plus we got hobgoblins raiding us sporadically. We’ll show you in the morning, to the area in question. Get a good nights sleep, I’ll roust ya’s in the morning. And just so we’re clear, I’m not to happy to see a couple of drow and an orog here. But I’m willing to give you’s a break. I’ll be keeping an eye on you’s though.” Zafnir could sense Annalia restraining herself. She had moved forward to speak, but stopped and bit her lip. Qwergain was unmoved by the dwarfs comments. Threats didn’t faze him. “Qwergain find lost miners, then stop raids and help dwarf with quota.” Cornelius eyed him meticulously, “That’s ok, you ugly dark orc, just keep out of me way. You do your job, I’ll do mine.” Qwergain nodded in agreement, but muttered something under his breath. The group left the room and headed to their allocated quarters. “Penbeard!” yelled Cornelius, “Post a guard on our guest.” Penbeard nodded, and then turned to leave. “Uhh Penbeard, better make that two!” [/QUOTE]
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