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The fat man appears too frightened to talk, but a slender, athletic looking man on the far right speaks. "We were capture, of course. These three," he says, giving a nod to the rest of the men, "were part of some merchant's caravan hit by the Temple's raiders. I was a sailer on a river ship. One night on shore leave I made the mistake of offending the proprieter of the Waterside Hostel in Nulb...and he and his men decided to give me to the Temple." He coughs a few times, and then continues. "So, here we are. Chained away until the decide to feed us to the ghouls, or sacrafice us in some foul ceremony. I judge from your demeaner that you aren't with the vile group that runs this place?"

Kurt examines the prisoners, but besides having not been fed well and a variety of scrapes and bruises covering them, none appear to be in too bad of health.
 

The athletic man shakes his arms, jangling the chains as if to make a point. "What do you say you get us out of here, huh?"
 

Coraine nods to Otto.

"Certainly. Now, what do you know about this area? Who is it who captured you? What forces have you seen? Were they wearing robes of some sort?"

He smiles wryly. "A lot of questions, I know, but anything you can tell us will help us defeat those who held you captive - and ensure that neither you nor anyone else need suffer at their hands again!"
 

Boddynock said:
"Certainly. Now, what do you know about this area? Who is it who captured you? What forces have you seen? Were they wearing robes of some sort?"

"Of course I know who took me," the man continues. "It was that damnable Dick Rentsch. He didn't like me flirting with his girl. Now the folks he handed me to...well, they wore brown robes, kind of a muddy color. Not very stylish, but robes rarely are." The imprisonment apparently hasn't cost this man his sense of humor; at least, not yet. "Keep your eyes and ears open, though. There be ghouls about." He cocks his head toward the three from the merchant caravan. "They fed one of their companions to them just the other day."
 

Kurt grunts in the background at the mention of ghoulds. "I told you we should have gone to Nulb," he says. "Anyone that can do something like this needs 'the treatment'."
 

As Otto moves forward to inspect the locks, he notes that they are relatively simple, and figures he should be able to pick them all in just a few minutes. As he sets to work, the talkative man continues, now speaking to Kurt.

"Nulb ain't such a bad place, really, but there are a lot of bad sorts dwelling there. Dick and his crew for certain. And don't be going to the Boatman's Tavern down by the docks if you ain't a bandit or pirate of some sort. They'll beat you down and toss you in the river." The man laughs, as if that is some sort of private joke.
 

Verdis

The warlock keeps watch while Otto works on the lock. He listens to the man's story and wonders how many ghouls there might be down here. As he considers, his grip tightens on his crossbow.
 


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