A1- Lost Knowledge of Arcanix(Wik Judging)

[Dirk Nightbreese]

Wulfcyne nods approvingly at Nuria's words and moves over to relieve Links of his duty, thanking the 'forged and roughly grasping the prisoner's manacles, tugging the man into following.

 

[Mellubb]

Links nods as his companion takes charge of the prisoner. He quickly gets up and moves to talk to Nuria. "What is our next course of action M'lady?"

 

[Graybeard]

Links, you have been my protector and I would like to consider you a friend. The information I gave to the rest of the group while you were guarding the prisoner is that I am a member of House Cannith. I hope this does not change anything. As for our next course of action, we need to retrieve the papers from the Tarkanans somehow. Neither Wulfcyne nor myself have come up with a feasible plan. Makharat is working on one. He will let us know what he comes up with prior to our arrival in Sharn. I welcome any ideas you may have.

 

[Kaodi]

Makharat does not seem to be much interested in the rest of the conversation, having gone back to his usually routine of staring out the window at the passing countryside. Suddenly though, he says, " Additional research. "

 

[Graybeard]

What's that about additional research Makharat? Did you remember something we overlooked?

 

[Mellubb]

"I have no hostilities toward the House that created me. I think it would be best if... What additonal research?"

 

[Kaodi]

" Just prior to the robbery of Arcanix, a research assistant completed a further study of dragonmarks. In the report of their findings, they indicated that they had come across additional information that would be required to make sufficient use of the knowledge contained within the original research papers. Before embarking on the rail back to Sharn, we were made aware of this and managed to ' convince ' that assistant to provide us with a copy of their work. And we are going to sell it, to the Tarkanans. " says Makharat.

 

[Moggthegob]

At this point the train has entered the outskirts of Sharn. You are very close.

 

[Dirk Nightbreese]

The burly warrior, thrusting the prisoner in front of him so the prisoner is unable to see Wulfcyne as he gives a series of silent hand gestures; pointing at Makharat he gives a thumbs up, then pointing to the prisoner's ears and making a 'shush' sign by placing a finger to puckered lips.

Coughing, the Brelander replies in a frustrated tone, taking up the never ending argument he seems to have with Makharat, 'Now why'd ya go an tell tha' we got tha 'dditional research wit' us!? Clam up, Waster!'

Roughly pulling the prisoner around, Wulfcyne glares at him and growls, 'Ye jus' ferget ye even heard tell o' this, or'n I'm'a gon' sharpen me pig sticker wit' tha pebbles ye call yer teeth, ya'hear?!

ooc; Intimidate check and is a bluff check needed at all?
Intimidate! (1d20+4=5)
wow, that failed...heh

 

[Solange]

"Why would we wish to sell this information to them?" Koh'Tara asks, concerned about the idea.