Clockwork, Steam & Sorcery

[Sixchan]

"Well, you can never trust those rats. All they really care about is quotas. They're no better than the Thieves Guild, really, if they don't get arrests, they don't get pay." She smiles out of one corner of her mouth. "If it bothers you so much, we can always bust him out of there. You'd need my help, of course."

 

[Argent Silvermage]

What! You would actualy think to break the man out of jail on the misconception that he is not the Killer. Forge looks at them with an expression of shock and disbelief. And what happens when you are found dead and they blame me for not stopping you? My career is ruined that's what! I forbid you to go. the Dwaven Mage gets up and crosses his arms over his barrel chest. Staring at the ladies and thinking of a way to go along with out getting in trouble.

 

[Uriel]

Froud remained quiet. Forge seemed to be digging a conversational Hole. He did have a way with the ladies. Smiling, Froud sipped his drink again and listened.

 

[Sixchan]

Larina just laughs. "Oh please. Like the law has ever done anyone in this town a bit of good. My father got rich off of the Thieves' Guild. Oh, when he was a lowly burglar, the Guards made his life difficult. But now he has money, and being high up in the guild, he has power. And what do the Guards do? They bloody well sit on their arses and play cards. Would any decent law force have allowed my Father to go on living this life? Would any decent law force let him send me here? It's all quotas, corruption and bribes. I wouldn't trust them to make a decision any further than I could throw one of those fat old Judges. Pfeh. I'll help get him out if you want. I'll help investigate if you want. I'll probably make some money along the way." She smiles again in the same way as before. "And why would you get into trouble for not stopping me? Do you think you could?" She laughs a little again.

 

[loxmyth]

"You have quite the mouth on you, young lady," came a deep voice from the end of the bar. A man there emptied his mug and set it down, before standing to his full height. He is extremely tall but thin, and intense blue eyes peer out from over a bushy beard. Under his drab cloak one could see that the clothes he wore were finely tailored, if unassuming. On his left breast was a badge which bore two red foxes rampant. His gaze swept the room once again, and then stopped on Larina. "Quite the mouth."

"She didn't mean nothin'," Hob murmurred quickly in her defense, raising a hand to forestall the man of any action he mmight take. "She's just a child, and they say plenty of ridiculous things all the time."

The tall man smiled brightly, and turned mischievous on her. "Is that right?" he asked quietly, hooking a thumb into his belt, his other hand resting on the bar.

OOC: Come Monday, I'll move on the action a bit. I'd also like to see Linda and Froud posted in the Rogues Gallery thread here..

 

[Sixchan]

Larina laughs, much harder than she did before "Quite a mouth, eh? Well, at least I've got one redeeming feature on my face! She adopted the tone of one talking to a crying child. "Oh what's wrong? Is the truth too much for you? Do you disagree with my assessment of the Law in this city?" She laughed again. "Pah! You know I'm right, you just won't admit it! Do you deny the existance of the Guild? Do you deny that the Guards do nothing to stop them? Sure, you investigate burglaries, but when it comes to Fraud, Smuggling, Blackmail, Kidnappings and a whole range of other activities, what do you do? Sit in here and have a drink?

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Forge walks up between the officer and Larina. Larina please calm down. Your only making this worse Forge says in his most "father" like tone. Turning to the officer he says Please sir. she has had a long hard day and has celebrated too much. She has no idea what she is talking about.

 

[Krug]

Linda speaks out. She speaks the mind of the people as they are now. So would you hang her too?

 

[loxmyth]

The man laughed at a joke only he seemed to understand. His face still fixed with a jovial expression, took a step forward. "Is that right?" he asked again. "Well I'll tell you what... Larina is it? I'll make you a deal. You tell me of all the instances of criminal activities that you are aware of, where the perpetrators are, and I will show you what I do. And I warn you that it will not be sitting here and having a drink. Do you accept?"

To Forge he crosses fists and bows in a traditional Dwarven salute. "Master Dwarf, I salute you for coming to defense of the lady. But I believe we will see if she has an idea of what she is talking or not." He returns an expectant gaze to Larina.

To Linda he says, "Young lady, I have never said anything about hanging. But you believe she speaks the mind of the people. Does she speak the mind of those murdered, or extrorted, or the robbed? Perhaps in your ivory towers, all the academics agree that everyone should be free enough to do whatever they desire." He shrugs slightly, a small frown twisting his lips. "However the law says differently."

Hob looks on worriedly, ringing the rag in his large hands as he looks from person to person.

 

[Jemal]

James decides to pipe in finally. The large, imposing man stepped forward from a nearby stool, where he had been cradling his drink and listening.
"Good sir, a pleasure to meet you. I am James Asmuson, a colleague of these people here up at the University. There seems to be a slight amount of hostility here, which I do not beleive is a good way to begin a conversation. Perhaps we can all settle down and discuss this more quietly?" He leans against the bar with a disarming smile (OOC: Diplomacy+5) before giving Hobs a reassuring look.