CB's Pathfinder Beta -- Burnt Offerings
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Tac Abor, human rogue
Tac cringes a bit at the reminder of yesterday's carnage, but nods sheepishly in confirmation.
Tac cringes a bit at the reminder of yesterday's carnage, but nods sheepishly in confirmation.
CanadienneBacon
Explorer
The insignia on the coins is of a lidded eye with a burst of flame, or sun--it's hard to tell which it might without the aid of coloured ink--rimning the eye.
CanadienneBacon
Explorer
Sir Korvaski furrows his brows in thought. "Off a goblin body, eh? And with a reference from the mayor. You must be the troupe who's got all the tongues in town wagging this morning. Well done, to hear it told! Sorry, lads...and ladies," Sir Korvaski bows to Talashia and Elyra before continuing, "I've not seen it's like before. The best I should be able to say is that I suspect a private minting, and for ill gain. Since you took it off a goblin body, perhaps someone's used a cunningly weighted slug to buy the services of the intruders? Troubling, that..." Sir Korvaski trails off in thought, obviously perturbed by where his thoughts lead.
Tac Abor, human rogue
Tac gnaws on his lip a moment, then says, "Well, that at least tells us it's not a common goblin currency," Tac says, "Which backs up what El found at the ... in the tracks." The engineer catches himself before making mention of the graveyard, remembering that he'd actually had the foresight not to announce that to the crowd yesterday.
Tac gnaws on his lip a moment, then says, "Well, that at least tells us it's not a common goblin currency," Tac says, "Which backs up what El found at the ... in the tracks." The engineer catches himself before making mention of the graveyard, remembering that he'd actually had the foresight not to announce that to the crowd yesterday.
"So," Talashia says carefully, bottling up the anger rising from deep in her belly, "Not only did someone PAY the goblins to kill people and spread chaos in the town...but they paid the goblins with false coin."
For some reason, the idea that Sandpoint was nearly sacked for the sake of weighted coin made her even angrier. Had it been riches, that at least could be understood if not condoned. But...a few fake gold pieces? Was that all that the blood and terror came down to?
She cleared her throat. "Is there anything you can tell us that might help us find who made these coins?"
For some reason, the idea that Sandpoint was nearly sacked for the sake of weighted coin made her even angrier. Had it been riches, that at least could be understood if not condoned. But...a few fake gold pieces? Was that all that the blood and terror came down to?
She cleared her throat. "Is there anything you can tell us that might help us find who made these coins?"
CanadienneBacon
Explorer
[sblock=Ambrus]Knowledge (religion) 19. The symbol on the coin isn't one Taran has encountered in either life or his readings.[/sblock]
Sir Jasper doesn't flinch in the face of Talashia's budding wrath but does pin her with a focused gaze that seems to suggest an outburst would be better had outside, not in his office. "I don't know who the forger might be, but mintners are in short supply in this region and a press is a heavy bulky object that would be difficult to transport in secrecy. You might hire an inquiry in Magnimar to determine whether a press has recently been stolen. I've not heard of such a theft, but that doesn't mean one hasn't occured. More likely is that a mintner's been blackmailed into service. Unfortunately, the latter circumstance is harder to investigate and nearly impossible to prove. The best I can do is confirm that Sandpoint itself has no mintner; it is therefore a reasonable conclusion that the coins were pressed elsewhere and transported here either by ship or overland means." Sir Jasper frowns and pauses. "I shall alert the Mercantile investors and shall post public billboards about town--it's to be hoped that the coins don't find their way into local circulation. Aye, that would indeed be troubling."
Sir Jasper doesn't flinch in the face of Talashia's budding wrath but does pin her with a focused gaze that seems to suggest an outburst would be better had outside, not in his office. "I don't know who the forger might be, but mintners are in short supply in this region and a press is a heavy bulky object that would be difficult to transport in secrecy. You might hire an inquiry in Magnimar to determine whether a press has recently been stolen. I've not heard of such a theft, but that doesn't mean one hasn't occured. More likely is that a mintner's been blackmailed into service. Unfortunately, the latter circumstance is harder to investigate and nearly impossible to prove. The best I can do is confirm that Sandpoint itself has no mintner; it is therefore a reasonable conclusion that the coins were pressed elsewhere and transported here either by ship or overland means." Sir Jasper frowns and pauses. "I shall alert the Mercantile investors and shall post public billboards about town--it's to be hoped that the coins don't find their way into local circulation. Aye, that would indeed be troubling."
Elyra thinks that over. "Where do the goblins spend their coin?" She asks. "Do any of the merchants in Sandpoint do business with them?"
CanadienneBacon
Explorer
Sir Jasper appears to be grossly taken aback by Elyra's question. "Certainly not!" The ex-knight snaps. "Goblins in Sandpoint, indeed!" Calming down, Sir Jasper continues, "Until the attack, I've never seen such a creature be audacious enough to show its hoary hide in town. Oh, they harry the outlying farms from time to time, but even those incidents are relatively few and far between. No, my dear, goblins have no truck in Sandpoint. As for what the simpering little wretches do with any of their ill-gotten gain, I've no idea."
