A1- Lost Knowledge of Arcanix(Wik Judging)

[Dirk Nightbreese]

Rolling his neck after placing the tall conical helm, Wulfcyne nods at the group and moves toward where the exit will be once they make berth.

Placing his back to the wall next to the portal, he looks the tiefling very earnestly and offers, 'Ye got that 'sassin in hand, Makharat o' the Wastes?'

Seeing the metallic creation float about them, as the train came to a smooth halt, the larger warrior only narrowed his eyes and glanced at Koh' Tara, suggesting, ' Wiseone, will you guard my back? For I shall be your shield.' giving the hobgoblin a nod of sincerity.

 

[Kaodi]

Grabbing the paper, Makharat says, " You are glad you chose to comply. Trust me on that. "

Turning to the others, he adds, " To the House Sivis message station then, I guess. "

 

[Graybeard]

That would seem to be our next destination then. Where is Valahandra? We must not leave without her.

 

[Dirk Nightbreese]

Wulfcyne nods, opens the door and proceeds out into the crowded byways of Sharn, heading for the nearest House of Scribing message station.

 

[Moggthegob]

You make it to the message station without a hitch and are able to relay a message. Whats message are you going to relay?

 

[Mellubb]

Links takes the construct between his two fingure not reall sure what to think about it, but knows Cannith must have made it. He eyes it couriously and then tosses back in the air and says "We remember"

 

[Kaodi]

Makharat coughs a little and then begins dictating his message to the scribe.

" Dearest Natr, I believe you may have recently required some valuable research pertaining to a certain inheritance, which you believe will radically improve the fortunes of your family. However, I regret to inform you that the research papers you have obtained are, in fact, incomplete. I have arrived in Sharn bearing some additional documents that were prepared just prior to the liberation of the research, documents that illustrate a difficulty with the original model. I would be mortified were something unseemly to happen to you because your attempt was ill informed. Therefore, I recommend that you meet me at the restaurant nearest the lightning rail station so that we may discuss the price of the papers in my possession. Please bring the original research with you, for verification. I would rather not sell to a mere middleman. Directly to the source insures the best profit, you understand. I shall eagerly await your acquaintance at the aforementioned meeting place. I look forward to do business with you. Yours truly, The Merchant Makharat. "

" Hmmm... What do the ladies think of that? "

 

[Graybeard]

Nuria is stunned and impressed by Makharat's eloquence.

 

[Dirk Nightbreese]

Wulfcyne's mouth hangs open in a comical O shape at Makharat's ability to be a barbaric waster one moment and a well spoken dandy the next.

 

[Kaodi]

Makharat smirks.