East Side, West Side, All about the Town...
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Once there, Enialis inquired about the murder of the previous evening, and one of the men on the barstools mentioned that it had taken place just outside and up the street a bit. The man seemed a little nonplussed by the occasion, but after a round of ale (which cost Enialis 8 pennies...a reasonable sum), the man agreed to show the horseman the place. Enialis was taken to a spot not 40 paces north of the Inn's door, and told that he was at the very spot where Thursby's body was found, lying face down in the street near the gutter. There was really nothing to see...it was no different than any other stretch of the street, save that a dead man had lain there the previous night.
Enialis asked around the Inn about Thursby, and found that he was from out of town, had taken a room at the Flowing River (with no possessions left behind), and gave the impression that he was not a man to be trifled with. At least one of the patrons admitted that he feared the man, and was as much relieved as horrified to find that he'd come to a bad end.
Enialis also learned that he was not the first person to make such inquiries at the Flowing River...a gnome had come around earlier in the day, asking much the same things. He also learned that nobody knew of a "Rilla", but that someone answering her description had been seen near the Flowing River the previous afternoon.[/sblock]
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Ooc: You recall correctly.Xaov said:
Enialis spent a couple of hours in the seedier parts of Orussus, learning two things: His own family's situation, although humble, was infinitely better than that of the wretches who inhabited the worst parts of Orussus, and that nobody in those parts would admit to knowing of a "Rilla" or a "Flodal", or anyone who answered their descriptions. Now, if Flodal was described simply as a thug, nearly everyone seems to know one or two people who met that description...Xaov said:
Enialis recalled that the Flowing River Inn was nestled in the curve of the Roars where it turned from west to north as it finally oozed into the sea, and located it without too much difficulty. The Flowing River boasted "riverfront views" from the rooms in the back of the Inn.Xaov said:
Once there, Enialis inquired about the murder of the previous evening, and one of the men on the barstools mentioned that it had taken place just outside and up the street a bit. The man seemed a little nonplussed by the occasion, but after a round of ale (which cost Enialis 8 pennies...a reasonable sum), the man agreed to show the horseman the place. Enialis was taken to a spot not 40 paces north of the Inn's door, and told that he was at the very spot where Thursby's body was found, lying face down in the street near the gutter. There was really nothing to see...it was no different than any other stretch of the street, save that a dead man had lain there the previous night.
Enialis asked around the Inn about Thursby, and found that he was from out of town, had taken a room at the Flowing River (with no possessions left behind), and gave the impression that he was not a man to be trifled with. At least one of the patrons admitted that he feared the man, and was as much relieved as horrified to find that he'd come to a bad end.
Enialis also learned that he was not the first person to make such inquiries at the Flowing River...a gnome had come around earlier in the day, asking much the same things. He also learned that nobody knew of a "Rilla", but that someone answering her description had been seen near the Flowing River the previous afternoon.[/sblock]
