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<blockquote data-quote="pogre" data-source="post: 654585" data-attributes="member: 6588"><p><strong>Episode 38</strong></p><p></p><p>Episode 38</p><p>Pogre’s Campaign – To Save a Soul</p><p></p><p>“Let’s dump those meat and brine barrels,” Quint said. “I think I have a pretty good idea of what’s in there.”</p><p></p><p>Johann shoved the barrels over and foul smelling brine and human parts came falling out of each of the barrels. The skulls of two people had been smashed beyond recognition and were almost flattened in the back.</p><p></p><p>“What now?” Bridget asked.</p><p></p><p>“I say we pry up some floorboards, throw the stuff down below into the water, and then hide in the barrels and wait for the cultists to show up,” Shannon suggested.</p><p></p><p>“No way am I getting in any barrels,” Scapa replied.</p><p></p><p>“Fine,” Shannon replied. He began scooping up the pieces and throwing them in one of the barrels. “We still need to get rid of this stuff somehow.”</p><p></p><p>Johann pried up to of the floorboards revealing the murky sea below. The barrels were sent down to the water below and the floor was resealed. Having disposed of the barrels the adventurers moved across the alleyway to the other warehouse. </p><p></p><p>Once again Bridget smashed the lock and they went in. This warehouse was filled to the ceiling with all kinds of barrels, boxes, and crates. The group split up and began searching. They found spices, peppers, tealeaves, whale oil, but nothing that could be labeled suspicious. Just as they were discussing their next move they heard a noise at the far door, opposite the one they had entered.</p><p></p><p>“Hide,” Quint hissed at the group. Everyone dove for cover behind the nearest set of boxes and barrels.</p><p></p><p>The door opened wide allowing sunlight to stream in. Two men, one tall and skinny, the other with the start of a hunchedback came in with a cart and an old horse or mule. They cursed at each other as they picked up several boxes. Oblivious to the group’s presence they eventually left the warehouse with their cart and locked the door behind them.</p><p></p><p>Once the men had left, the group began totrail them slowly and from behind.The men led them through the western part of the city down to Hagora street and the market center.</p><p></p><p>They stopped in fromt of a couple of stores and began delivering product to the rear.</p><p></p><p>The group discussed their next move. Johann spoke up first. “I’ll go into these shops to see if I can figure out what was delivered.”</p><p></p><p>“I’ll go with you,” Bridghet volunteered.</p><p></p><p>“I’m going to head out fishing and keep an eye on the wharf,” Quint stated.</p><p></p><p>“I was thinking of checking out the printer’s office again,” Shannon added. “There is something about that place that seems wrong to me. Scapa, would you like to join me?”</p><p></p><p>“Yes, of course,” Scapa answered.</p><p></p><p>“What time should we meet and where?” Shannon asked the others.</p><p></p><p>“How about 7 o’clock at the gates leading into Wharf #2?” Johann asked.</p><p></p><p>“Sounds good to me,” Quint answered.</p><p></p><p>…..</p><p></p><p>Johann and Bridget went into the first shop, The Fine Tea Shop. A gentleman behind the counter was carefully sorting and packing some leaves, but gingerly set them down on the pair’s advance. “Welcome,” the man greeted them in warm tones. “Welcome to The Fine Tea Shop. Are you looking for a good table tea perhaps or maybe a bit of mint?”</p><p></p><p>“Actually,” Johann began. “We have something very specific in mind. We were hoping you have some tea that came highly recommended to us, imported by a Literbian as I recall.”</p><p></p><p>“Indeed!” the man smiled broadly and continued, “almost all of our teas are imported by that excellent house.”</p><p></p><p>“This tea would have come in very recently,” Bridget added.</p><p></p><p>“As in today or yesterday,” Johann confirmed.</p><p></p><p>“I did get some tea in today, but it is scarcely out of the crate and not ready for sale. It is still raw leave and a bit wet. It needs a touch of drying time, and I like to blend it with a couple of other varieties.” The man stooped down and picked up a crate and set it on the table.</p><p></p><p>“This tea came with the highest recommendations and the distance we have traveled would forbid a visit in the near future. Perhaps you are willing to sell us some straight leaves out of the crate?” Johann watched carefully to see if the man reacted negatively to his comment.</p><p></p><p>“Ah, the tea is lovely,” the merchant said as he opened the crates lid. “But really, I implore you, let me sell you another. This is a harsh tea that needs to dry some and to be blended to make it worth drinking.”</p><p></p><p>“No, no,” Johann tutted. “A hardy flavor is exactly what we seek.”</p><p></p><p>“Well, the customer is always right,” the man shrugged his shoulders and retrieved a good amount of leaves. “This will be enough for around a dozen pots maybe more, but you really need to let it dry slowly.”</p><p></p><p>“How much?” Johann asked.</p><p></p><p>“Two crowns,” the merchant answered.</p><p></p><p>The money was exchanged and Johann and Bridget left.</p><p></p><p>“Why did you buy the tea?” Bridget asked.</p><p></p><p>“So you could test it for disease,” Johann answered.</p><p></p><p>…..</p><p></p><p>Scapa and Shannon approached the printshop and saw a large sign, which read:</p><p></p><p>Henson Morrant</p><p>Printer</p><p>Closed.</p><p>Print blocks for sale.</p><p></p><p>“Notice anything about that sign?” Scapa inquired of Shannon.</p><p></p><p>“Yes, Henson Morrant – H.M. Same as the initials signed on the letter to the evil wizard Frendais Hert.”</p><p></p><p>Shannon knocked on the print shop’s door.</p><p></p><p>To be continued…</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="pogre, post: 654585, member: 6588"] [b]Episode 38[/b] Episode 38 Pogre’s Campaign – To Save a Soul “Let’s dump those meat and brine barrels,” Quint said. “I think I have a pretty good idea of what’s in there.” Johann shoved the barrels over and foul smelling brine and human parts came falling out of each of the barrels. The skulls of two people had been smashed beyond recognition and were almost flattened in the back. “What now?” Bridget asked. “I say we pry up some floorboards, throw the stuff down below into the water, and then hide in the barrels and wait for the cultists to show up,” Shannon suggested. “No way am I getting in any barrels,” Scapa replied. “Fine,” Shannon replied. He began scooping up the pieces and throwing them in one of the barrels. “We still need to get rid of this stuff somehow.” Johann pried up to of the floorboards revealing the murky sea below. The barrels were sent down to the water below and the floor was resealed. Having disposed of the barrels the adventurers moved across the alleyway to the other warehouse. Once again Bridget smashed the lock and they went in. This warehouse was filled to the ceiling with all kinds of barrels, boxes, and crates. The group split up and began searching. They found spices, peppers, tealeaves, whale oil, but nothing that could be labeled suspicious. Just as they were discussing their next move they heard a noise at the far door, opposite the one they had entered. “Hide,” Quint hissed at the group. Everyone dove for cover behind the nearest set of boxes and barrels. The door opened wide allowing sunlight to stream in. Two men, one tall and skinny, the other with the start of a hunchedback came in with a cart and an old horse or mule. They cursed at each other as they picked up several boxes. Oblivious to the group’s presence they eventually left the warehouse with their cart and locked the door behind them. Once the men had left, the group began totrail them slowly and from behind.The men led them through the western part of the city down to Hagora street and the market center. They stopped in fromt of a couple of stores and began delivering product to the rear. The group discussed their next move. Johann spoke up first. “I’ll go into these shops to see if I can figure out what was delivered.” “I’ll go with you,” Bridghet volunteered. “I’m going to head out fishing and keep an eye on the wharf,” Quint stated. “I was thinking of checking out the printer’s office again,” Shannon added. “There is something about that place that seems wrong to me. Scapa, would you like to join me?” “Yes, of course,” Scapa answered. “What time should we meet and where?” Shannon asked the others. “How about 7 o’clock at the gates leading into Wharf #2?” Johann asked. “Sounds good to me,” Quint answered. ….. Johann and Bridget went into the first shop, The Fine Tea Shop. A gentleman behind the counter was carefully sorting and packing some leaves, but gingerly set them down on the pair’s advance. “Welcome,” the man greeted them in warm tones. “Welcome to The Fine Tea Shop. Are you looking for a good table tea perhaps or maybe a bit of mint?” “Actually,” Johann began. “We have something very specific in mind. We were hoping you have some tea that came highly recommended to us, imported by a Literbian as I recall.” “Indeed!” the man smiled broadly and continued, “almost all of our teas are imported by that excellent house.” “This tea would have come in very recently,” Bridget added. “As in today or yesterday,” Johann confirmed. “I did get some tea in today, but it is scarcely out of the crate and not ready for sale. It is still raw leave and a bit wet. It needs a touch of drying time, and I like to blend it with a couple of other varieties.” The man stooped down and picked up a crate and set it on the table. “This tea came with the highest recommendations and the distance we have traveled would forbid a visit in the near future. Perhaps you are willing to sell us some straight leaves out of the crate?” Johann watched carefully to see if the man reacted negatively to his comment. “Ah, the tea is lovely,” the merchant said as he opened the crates lid. “But really, I implore you, let me sell you another. This is a harsh tea that needs to dry some and to be blended to make it worth drinking.” “No, no,” Johann tutted. “A hardy flavor is exactly what we seek.” “Well, the customer is always right,” the man shrugged his shoulders and retrieved a good amount of leaves. “This will be enough for around a dozen pots maybe more, but you really need to let it dry slowly.” “How much?” Johann asked. “Two crowns,” the merchant answered. The money was exchanged and Johann and Bridget left. “Why did you buy the tea?” Bridget asked. “So you could test it for disease,” Johann answered. ….. Scapa and Shannon approached the printshop and saw a large sign, which read: Henson Morrant Printer Closed. Print blocks for sale. “Notice anything about that sign?” Scapa inquired of Shannon. “Yes, Henson Morrant – H.M. Same as the initials signed on the letter to the evil wizard Frendais Hert.” Shannon knocked on the print shop’s door. To be continued… [/QUOTE]
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