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<blockquote data-quote="Ruined" data-source="post: 403432" data-attributes="member: 113"><p><u>Silas – 22nd of Taner, yr. 144 AV</u></p><p></p><p>The Rusted Plow was a cozy establishment a few streets over from the marketplace of Morian. A rustic wagon wheel held five lit lanterns, providing most of the light for the room. Silas spotted the half-orc sliding into a booth on the right of the room and snuffing a lit candle with his fingertips. Silas acknowledged the barkeep, ordered a glass of mead and moved over to sit at the darkened booth.</p><p></p><p>“My name is Alderman,” the half-orc said calmly.</p><p></p><p>“Why are you approaching me, and what do you want with Shale?” Silas stared at the half-breed before him, pausing occasionally for a sip of mead. Alderman gave a quiet laugh.</p><p></p><p>“Direct and to the point. You’re not the only one that Martin Shale has spat upon. You seek vengeance for his slight. We want the same thing.” </p><p></p><p>“Who is ‘we’? And if I’m going to do deal with him, why are you even approaching me,” Silas asked.</p><p></p><p>“Never you mind about us. You can learn that if you succeed. And why? He’s lost you three times so far. We want to see him dealt with before he flees to another town.” </p><p></p><p>The half-orc was cannier than he originally thought. He obviously represented some shadowy den of thieves. Silas was familiar with their type, although he and Shale had never chosen to find and join the one in Aolvnir. It was odd that those in Morian would be aware of their dealings back home. He would try to piece that together later. His primary concern now was to determine what this Alderman wanted and what it would require from him in the long run. </p><p></p><p>“Shale will be dealt with one way or another. So what are you offering and what is the price?” </p><p></p><p>“I’ll give you the location of where he’s sleeping here in Morian. You deal with him and then talk to me afterwards. You can find me here.” </p><p></p><p>Silas considered not accepting the offer, wondering how badly Alderman and his employers needed him to do this. But Alderman had effectively challenged him, noting his previous failures to catch up with Shale. And there was something else he was holding back, some scrap of information that was larger than the whole conflict between himself and Shale. Silas could sense it. It was that feeling that drew him in.</p><p></p><p>Alderman handed him a small scrap of parchment with a street and a description scrawled upon it.</p><p></p><p>“Fine. I’ll find you here, then.” Silas rose from the booth and left the Rusted Plow without glancing back.</p><p></p><p>***</p><p></p><p>“You will have our assistance. Once you locate your man, we can send a patrol with you to take him into custody.” The watch captain seemed a little more at ease, now that he had confirmed the writ. The signs of scrutiny that had been present before were now gone. Silas was relieved; this business would soon be done and over with.</p><p></p><p>“Good. We will take him tonight.” </p><p></p><p>“Tonight?” the captain blustered. “You just arrived…”</p><p></p><p>“And I have found Shale and I know where he stays the night. I will capture him tonight and end this business.” </p><p></p><p>The watch captain obviously had thought it would take weeks before he had located his quarry. This was not Silas’ chosen profession, but he had become quite adept at it. And of course, the information from Alderman helped. The captain pulled a piece of parchment from the end of his tidy desk.</p><p></p><p>“I can spare two men as long as you don’t take too long.” </p><p></p><p>“Fair enough. I’ll return at eight bells.” </p><p></p><p>Silas laughed at the unnerving effect he had on the captain as he left the guard post.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ruined, post: 403432, member: 113"] [u]Silas – 22nd of Taner, yr. 144 AV[/u] The Rusted Plow was a cozy establishment a few streets over from the marketplace of Morian. A rustic wagon wheel held five lit lanterns, providing most of the light for the room. Silas spotted the half-orc sliding into a booth on the right of the room and snuffing a lit candle with his fingertips. Silas acknowledged the barkeep, ordered a glass of mead and moved over to sit at the darkened booth. “My name is Alderman,” the half-orc said calmly. “Why are you approaching me, and what do you want with Shale?” Silas stared at the half-breed before him, pausing occasionally for a sip of mead. Alderman gave a quiet laugh. “Direct and to the point. You’re not the only one that Martin Shale has spat upon. You seek vengeance for his slight. We want the same thing.” “Who is ‘we’? And if I’m going to do deal with him, why are you even approaching me,” Silas asked. “Never you mind about us. You can learn that if you succeed. And why? He’s lost you three times so far. We want to see him dealt with before he flees to another town.” The half-orc was cannier than he originally thought. He obviously represented some shadowy den of thieves. Silas was familiar with their type, although he and Shale had never chosen to find and join the one in Aolvnir. It was odd that those in Morian would be aware of their dealings back home. He would try to piece that together later. His primary concern now was to determine what this Alderman wanted and what it would require from him in the long run. “Shale will be dealt with one way or another. So what are you offering and what is the price?” “I’ll give you the location of where he’s sleeping here in Morian. You deal with him and then talk to me afterwards. You can find me here.” Silas considered not accepting the offer, wondering how badly Alderman and his employers needed him to do this. But Alderman had effectively challenged him, noting his previous failures to catch up with Shale. And there was something else he was holding back, some scrap of information that was larger than the whole conflict between himself and Shale. Silas could sense it. It was that feeling that drew him in. Alderman handed him a small scrap of parchment with a street and a description scrawled upon it. “Fine. I’ll find you here, then.” Silas rose from the booth and left the Rusted Plow without glancing back. *** “You will have our assistance. Once you locate your man, we can send a patrol with you to take him into custody.” The watch captain seemed a little more at ease, now that he had confirmed the writ. The signs of scrutiny that had been present before were now gone. Silas was relieved; this business would soon be done and over with. “Good. We will take him tonight.” “Tonight?” the captain blustered. “You just arrived…” “And I have found Shale and I know where he stays the night. I will capture him tonight and end this business.” The watch captain obviously had thought it would take weeks before he had located his quarry. This was not Silas’ chosen profession, but he had become quite adept at it. And of course, the information from Alderman helped. The captain pulled a piece of parchment from the end of his tidy desk. “I can spare two men as long as you don’t take too long.” “Fair enough. I’ll return at eight bells.” Silas laughed at the unnerving effect he had on the captain as he left the guard post. [/QUOTE]
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