The Enemy Within: Shadows Over Bögenhafen


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Aaryn wanders off in search of Dr. Malthusius with the goblin's head in tow to claim his bounty.

"Hey elf, where do you think you're going? You want knife in the back? Where is Hans? Already asleep somewhere?

We should wait the morning for informing about the fate of the goblin. Don't go disturb people at supper time, it's rude."


OOC: change supper to bed if it's already so late.
 

"I told the good doctor to have my bounty ready. I intend to collect. He's probably expecting an immediate report. Besides," he says, gesturing to the goblin head, "this thing will start to stink up the place by morning. Well, stink it up more anyway."
 

"I told the good doctor to have my bounty ready. I intend to collect. He's probably expecting an immediate report. Besides," he says, gesturing to the goblin head, "this thing will start to stink up the place by morning. Well, stink it up more anyway."

"It's a pelvis bone. And charred at that. It won't stink." says dwarven priest with a smile. "But suit yourself. We'll wait around, looking for a place to put the cabinet. And find Hans."

Dr Simon, since there is a fest, is there a place where merchants can store their goods for hire?
 

The gate out of town, to the festival area where Dr. Malthusius may be found, is closed for the night. At the base of the imposing twin-towered barbican is a small room lit by a brazier. From time to time a guard emerges and patrols the front of the gate in a desultory fashion.

The Crossed Pikes inn seems to still be open. Light and noise come from inside. There are other inns in town, but this happens to be nearby.

Kildrak recalls that there are warehouses lining the waterfront, and Josef mentioned that although most belong to one or other merchant family, some are for general hire. And failing anything else, Josef has said that you are welcome on the Berebeli whilst he is in town.
 

"Probably too late to rent a wharehouse. How about I go and rent a room and state my servants will bring up my traveling wardrobe. We cover it with a tarp and bring it to the room?"
 

OOC: Kinda forgot it was just a pelvis.
Aaryn looks at the piece of goblin he is carrying and looks back up at Kildrak, "So it is a pelvis. It's proof we accomplished our task, and I intend to collect. I will meet up with you at the Crossed Pikes Inn or the barge later to see if we can open the cabinet."

Aaryn makes his way to the gate and calls out to the guards, "Excuse me sirs, obviously this gate is intended to keep people out and not hold them in. I have business on the outside. May I pass?"
OOC: He will be as diplomatic as possible for an elf with no bedside manner.
 

Aaryn At The Gate

The gate guards emerge from their little guard house into the night, and then recoil somewhat from the elf.

"You stink!" says one of them. "What have you been doing?"

"We'll let you out," says the other, "but you're not coming back in until morning."

He opens a little wicket gate and stands well back from Aaryn.
 

Garold At The Crossed Pikes

Garold enters a busy taproom filled with lower class types. He spots Hans sat in one corner with a good collection of empty tankards before him. Hans briefly catches Garold's eye and then studiously ignores him for the bottom of another ale.

Garold expresses his request to the wiry barman with lots of missing teeth. The barman chuckles. "Franz, fella wants a room," he calls over his shoulder to a lank-haired man leaning at the bar.

Franz gives Garold an appraising glance.

"Well, if he's got 5 shillings to spend, he's welcome," he says. "Providing he doesn't mind sharing." He addresses Garold directly. "We're a bit busy 'cos of the fair," he explains with a smile.
 
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Aaryn looks down at himself and grimaces, muttering, "Hmm, I had rather gotten used to the smell. How revolting."

With a flourish and a snap of his fingers, his clothes and body are doused in what appears to be a gust of wind from the sky and the filth is removed. He now smells as if he had just bathed and had his clothes well-cleaned (prestidigitation).

He grins, then steps outside the gates to go meet with Dr. Malthusias.
 

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