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<blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3794358" data-attributes="member: 11760"><p>Tock barely affords the constable a mere glance, focusing only on the lady.</p><p></p><p>"My good madam bailiff, I cannot fathom a request from a lady of your honor and fairness that I would refuse. Of course we shall come to your aid! Are we not the Gentlemen Delvers? Am I not Dargus Carter? And are you not ... you?"</p><p></p><p>Kat appears to have not heard any of the conversation at all: His mouth moves silently as he tries to decipher the faded and ancient symbols covering the walls of the church and his fingers ran along their soft edges, but to little avail, as they had been long worn to useless nubs.</p><p></p><p>"What has he stolen?" Kat asks suddenly from the corner, startling those unfamiliar with him and his peculiar mannerisms. "And is he a he, or an it? Quite nimble to ride a bucket down a well shaft, anyway."</p><p></p><p>"Or desperate," sneers the constable.</p><p></p><p>"We don't know the sex of the thief," the bailiff says mildly, watching Kat examine the worn writing in Old Prustan on the walls. "It was too dark, so we simply assumed. And lots of little things have been stolen, precious things, like coins, jewelry, silver candlesticks. Things that could be carried away easily and sold easier still, I imagine."</p><p></p><p>Katadid mutters to himself, turning this all over in his mind.</p><p></p><p>"Gentlemen Delvers get paid, right?" Ragglus asks Renraw in hushed tones.</p><p></p><p>The wizard rolls his eyes and tries to ignore Ragglus, although he had touched on a subject of immediate importance.</p><p></p><p>"Might I inquire as to the method and amount of compensation for services rendered, madam bailiff?" Renraw asks, adopting his least abrasive grin. "Would that we could survive on the spiritual returns of good deeds alone. I assume we aren't to be rewarded upon completion of the task with our fill of blackberries, tantalizing as the prospect may be."</p><p></p><p>"Ah, m'lady, please forgive the forwardness of my sage," Tock interjects, flushing. "His wisdom is great, but so is his pragmatism. It's a good thing I keep him around, though, as we'd starve if I took every job offered by an attractive woman without payment."</p><p></p><p>Bailiff Schultheis looks down at her hand, thinking, then back up at Renraw.</p><p></p><p>"We can afford 100 gold thrones each," she says. "After, that is, the stolen goods are returned. The amount stolen thus far is less than that; I am offering this amount to bring this problem to an end. If there are items you discover in the well that no one here claims, they are yours as well.</p><p></p><p>"Do we have an agreement?"</p><p></p><p>"Madam Bailiff, your generosity merely adds to your other charms," Tock says, smiling broadly. "We are agreed."</p><p></p><p>"Yes," Katadid says, his mumbling clarifying into a list of supplies. "Torches, a healer's kit, in case. Preparations needed, spells ..."</p><p></p><p>"What?" the constable asks, a bit huffily and startling Kat.</p><p></p><p>"What my learned friend Krieger means is we are currently ill-equipped to make our way down well shafts," Tock offers hastily. "Our previous exploration of the many old goblin caves in Goblin Falls, while successful, of course, exhausted our supplies. The donation of torches would be most helpful. I understand the need to be careful, however, as I am certain they simply ignite being in your presence, dear lady."</p><p></p><p>"Perhaps an advance?" Renraw offers, grinning. "If you give us the money now, we can ... buy supplies. Plenty of time to tromp down the well tomorrow, after we-"</p><p></p><p>"Today is fine," Kat stammers. "Just maybe enough to just to give us light and a kit ... for, um, injuries."</p><p></p><p>"Or we could have just taken the money and left, you moron," Renraw grumbles, inaudible to everyone but Ragglus, who snorts derisively.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Whizbang Dustyboots, post: 3794358, member: 11760"] Tock barely affords the constable a mere glance, focusing only on the lady. "My good madam bailiff, I cannot fathom a request from a lady of your honor and fairness that I would refuse. Of course we shall come to your aid! Are we not the Gentlemen Delvers? Am I not Dargus Carter? And are you not ... you?" Kat appears to have not heard any of the conversation at all: His mouth moves silently as he tries to decipher the faded and ancient symbols covering the walls of the church and his fingers ran along their soft edges, but to little avail, as they had been long worn to useless nubs. "What has he stolen?" Kat asks suddenly from the corner, startling those unfamiliar with him and his peculiar mannerisms. "And is he a he, or an it? Quite nimble to ride a bucket down a well shaft, anyway." "Or desperate," sneers the constable. "We don't know the sex of the thief," the bailiff says mildly, watching Kat examine the worn writing in Old Prustan on the walls. "It was too dark, so we simply assumed. And lots of little things have been stolen, precious things, like coins, jewelry, silver candlesticks. Things that could be carried away easily and sold easier still, I imagine." Katadid mutters to himself, turning this all over in his mind. "Gentlemen Delvers get paid, right?" Ragglus asks Renraw in hushed tones. The wizard rolls his eyes and tries to ignore Ragglus, although he had touched on a subject of immediate importance. "Might I inquire as to the method and amount of compensation for services rendered, madam bailiff?" Renraw asks, adopting his least abrasive grin. "Would that we could survive on the spiritual returns of good deeds alone. I assume we aren't to be rewarded upon completion of the task with our fill of blackberries, tantalizing as the prospect may be." "Ah, m'lady, please forgive the forwardness of my sage," Tock interjects, flushing. "His wisdom is great, but so is his pragmatism. It's a good thing I keep him around, though, as we'd starve if I took every job offered by an attractive woman without payment." Bailiff Schultheis looks down at her hand, thinking, then back up at Renraw. "We can afford 100 gold thrones each," she says. "After, that is, the stolen goods are returned. The amount stolen thus far is less than that; I am offering this amount to bring this problem to an end. If there are items you discover in the well that no one here claims, they are yours as well. "Do we have an agreement?" "Madam Bailiff, your generosity merely adds to your other charms," Tock says, smiling broadly. "We are agreed." "Yes," Katadid says, his mumbling clarifying into a list of supplies. "Torches, a healer's kit, in case. Preparations needed, spells ..." "What?" the constable asks, a bit huffily and startling Kat. "What my learned friend Krieger means is we are currently ill-equipped to make our way down well shafts," Tock offers hastily. "Our previous exploration of the many old goblin caves in Goblin Falls, while successful, of course, exhausted our supplies. The donation of torches would be most helpful. I understand the need to be careful, however, as I am certain they simply ignite being in your presence, dear lady." "Perhaps an advance?" Renraw offers, grinning. "If you give us the money now, we can ... buy supplies. Plenty of time to tromp down the well tomorrow, after we-" "Today is fine," Kat stammers. "Just maybe enough to just to give us light and a kit ... for, um, injuries." "Or we could have just taken the money and left, you moron," Renraw grumbles, inaudible to everyone but Ragglus, who snorts derisively. [/QUOTE]
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