The merchant Dreeves grimmaces at the Bous' words. "Actually, rather inconvenient if I can say so myself ..."
A familiar voice breaks in over the commotion. "I'll cover the debt owed by my competitor." Turning around, each party member can see that the owner of the voice is Endoo. He speaks to the merchant Dreeves. "You'll be right if you tell them the information they need to know. And after I cover the debt that you owe here and I make sure that the word gets out that I had to bail you out financially ... well, even after you have repaid me with interest I'm sure that you'll not have the business you need to compete with an honest fool like myself."
The merchant Dreeves glares at Endoo, but knows that he is in no position to refuse his offer. He merely shakes his head in agreement.
Endoo continues after the merchant Dreeves nods. "Good then. Shall we say a modest 5% interest gratuity on your current bill plus 1% per day starting tomorrow?" The merchant Dreeves glares at the outrageous interest calculations, but Endoo merely smiles and adds, "These good folks would be well within their rights to make sure you don't leave here with your skin attached should you not find my deal acceptable."
"Done." The merchant Dreeves mumbles.
Endoo smiles. "Good, now tell the good folks here what they really want to know."
The merchant Dreeves looks toward Byntrou and then to Bahruul. "You'll find a cave about eight miles straight north of town. You won't be able to miss it, its in one of the only real hills in that area. On the south face of the hill, about 30 feet up the path that leads to the hilltop you'll find the cave entrance. The goblin you seek - and your stuff - can be found there. For all the trouble its caused me, I hope you kill the green slime of a creature and his pets."
Looking around, the people seem to be returning to their seats, convinced that the bloodshed is over. Almost as if this type of thing is commonplace, they don't seem overly bothered by the resolution of the conflict.
Pwent:
The bouncer that met Pwent earlier doesn't seem interested in talking to him. He seems more interested in making sure people have returned to their seats and that their mugs are full.
Keryth, Bahruul:
[Sblock]The spell restores Bahruul to a complete recovery[/Sblock]
Keryth:
[Sblock]OOC: Your post just barely beat my own in ... but I think this still makes sense so we'll run with it.[/Sblock]
Dahlia slips in behind Keryth and places her soft-skinned hand on the inside of his elbow. Her other hand reaches for Keryth's right hand as she steps up to her tiptoes and whispers into his ear. "My hero..." is all she whispers. As her hand leaves Keryth's, only then is he aware of a small pouch resting in his fingers. As quickly and silently as she approached him from behind, she begins to back away - although it is possible to stop her if Keryth desires.