Clockwork, Steam & Sorcery

[Sixchan]

"Oh I'm sure you won't sit at the bar. You'll head out on your high horse to stop the criminals until someone gives you or your superiors a few coins to look the other way. You know how it works. Perhaps you really do believe in justice, but you surely know that the system we have is corrupt."
She shrugs "But come on. Yeah. Have a drink with us. It looks like you might not be so bad after all.

 

[arwel]

"Gah! Camos is such a decadent place. You pretty up even the filthiest things. You call a gang of thieves a guild for Orma's sake! Call them what they are, base and despicable burglars, muggers, thieves and murderers profitering from the suffering of others. This kind of thing would never happen in Marguard." Elias calms down, satisfied of the superiority of the southern lands.

"The case is certainly an intresting one. If this madman really does have an orc crafted knife then he surely must be punished. The Longstocks must find out where he got it from, is it a relic of the war or is someone in the city importing them? Regardless of all this it does not link him directly to the murders. I wonder if the victims have anything in common. Who knows, maybe he really is the killer and they really do have evidence linking him to the crimes."

Spying the heraldry and fine atire of the new guest Elias turns to him. "I apologise for my friends outburst. Please, sit with us and we can continue this discussion in a more civilised fashion" He shoots a look at Larina before continuing to address the the man with the foxes on his breast, wishing he had paid more attention to his heraldry tutor. "I am Elias Kaerlennon, heir to the dutchy of Kaerlennon in Marguard. And who may I ask are you?" He motions for James to come in closer and join in the conversation as well.

A pained expression crosses his face before signaling to Hob."More beer my good man."

OOC: From here on in I'll be using Psychic Inquisitor to detect the first two lies each person speaks to me in this conversation.

 

[Uriel]

Froud shook his head. Perhaps it was the Ale, but tempers were rising dangerously high, with obvious reason...
'Friends, good Constable. I am trying to enjoy an evening of rest from my Studies. Perhaps the Good Constable would like to come to the College and give a Lecture on the Enforcement of Law and it's application in regards to the various levels of Criminal activity. Perhaps a Debate. Otherwise, I would really like, as a tax-paying citizen, to enjoy my Dinner, thank you all.' Perhaps Froud's drink is getting to him.

 

[loxmyth]

The tall man grins wryly at Larina. "Thank you for the offer, all of you, but I've had enough drink for the night," he says, gently tapping the mug he left on the bar. James' smile seems to have only increased the man's joviality, and he nods in greeting and acknowledgement. "My name is of little import, and I hardly use it these days anyhow. Instead, you may call me Renard, as most others who know me do."

"I think that some of you," he pointedly avoids eye contact with Larina, "need to re-evaluate your priorities, because I can see that Hob sees good in you all. And Old Hob has never been wrong before, huh?" He winks at the old barkeep, who mutters wordlessly.

"Anyhow, friend Gnome, I suppose I will allow you your gods-given right to dinner. I have much sitting and looking-the-other-way to get done." With a playful twinkling of his blue eyes, he bows with a flourish, and then strides for the door. In a few moments, his heavy footfalls are heard ringing on the cobblestones of the narrow road.

 

[Sixchan]

As he leaves, Larina speaks loudly enough so he can hear, "You know, for a copper he's a pretty nice and friendly guy." She looks to Hob after Renard leaves, "So Hob, I hear there's a new thing for mixing drinks going aroud. 'Cocktails', apparently. Got anything like that, or should I settle for a cup of tea?"

 

[arwel]

Once Renard is gone Elias turns round to Hob"Who was that Renard fellow? Does he drink here often?" He turns back to his fellow students with a smile on his lips. "Cocktails. Now maybe decadance isn't all that bad after all." Elias lets out a laugh. "I know a little place on the bank of the Westering right on the edge of Swanbridge that serves the finest money can buy. Mind you it's expensive and perhaps the entertainment on offer isn't suitable for the ladies among us. Then again they do say all tastes are catered for."

 

[Chauzu]

Phowett nods his head. He likes listening to the folks and remains quiet.

 

[Krug]

Linda growls like her wolf companion. Twit. We should investigate this whole affair, just to see if we can prove the man's innocent and how useless he is.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

I would support that Linda. Forge giving he moon eyes on the sly.

 

[Jemal]

"Yes" says James as he joins the group "Perhaps we should investigate this ourselves and see if we can't come up with the truth.. If the man IS guilty then perhaps we can help come up with some more proof, and if he is not then we shall bring the one who IS guily in!