Clutches of Evil - IC: Chapter One

Bahruul orders more spiced wine and food, it seems with the days activities that he has worked up an appetite to rival that of Pwent. He agrees with his herdmate that it would be best to discuss their next move in private.
 

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Dahlia continues to refil the portion upon request.

Endoo senses that nobody has anything else for him, so he adds, "I'll take my leave, then. Once more, I appreciate your efforts for this day. Should you ever need specific equipment made or purchased - seek me out. And if you find any special trinkets on the course of your adventure - I'm your man to buy them. Trust me, it seems as though wee make a good team!"

He smiles, bows, and departs. It seems that the merchant Dreeves has also taken his leave of the Rusty Anchor - having had enough fill of embarassment for one evening.

Keryth:

[Sblock]Dahlia accepts your promise to return with an anticipatory smile.[/Sblock]
 


Byntrou

Once their table is relatively isolated again, Byntrou leans in to speak with his cohorts.

"It seems we have a few options, friends. I suggest at the very least putting off goblin hunting this evening; the fight with Dreeves' men has, I think, drained us. Given what the merchant said about our prey, we'll likely need to be at our absolute best before facing him.

"As Destiny said, I made arrangements in the morning to attempt to retrieve my bow from the tchagho holding it ransom. I think I heard you, Keryth, mention something about the morning, as well? The question, then, is whether we follow through with those plans, or set off for the goblin on the new dawn. I may lose claim to my bow, but it might be a worthy sacrifice; Dreeves' comments suggest this minion has something to do with the Oathbreaker, after all."


A glint hits his eye. "Besides, it's not as if I have a compunction about circumventing official channels to claim something that belongs to me."

"So, What say the rest of you?"
 

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

Keryth nods his head in agreement at the beginning of Byntrou’s statement, agreeing they definitely shouldn’t head out tonight. When asked for an opinion he speaks quickly but quietly.

“Well I for one definitely think we should keep our morning appointments, they should take us but a few hours without all the sightseeing and perhaps this task for the temple may lead us in a similar direction. We should also ask around about what we’ll encounter both in terrain and hostile entities heading in that direction as well. Only then can we make an educated decision about how to approach the cave the goblin supposedly inhabits. Plus of course we must acquire supplies for the journey, which I doubt we’ll be able to obtain at this hour.”

“If you’re worried about the goblin finding out we’re coming Byntrou, well I think if it’s going to happen it’s already too late to stop it. If Dreeves were going to warn it he probably sent someone off nearly as soon as he left the Rusty Anchor.”
 

Destiny listens and twirls one of her whiskers around her index finger. She the undoes it and retwirls it several more times. It appears to be an idiosyncracy and nothing more. When there is a break in the conversation she adds, "Well, the guard - what did you call him ... tah-cha-go ... did say to meet him back at the barracks early in the morning, so perhaps we need not give up on that either. I doubt that interview will take long. But in either regard, the goblin did take a cloak and a pair of bracelets from me last evening. I wouldn't mind getting them back if we can. But either way, I'll go with the group. You Boes took me in, I'll stay with you guys. It's treated me well so far - minus the robbery last night."
 

Byntrou

Byntrou grins and raises an eyebrow.

"Very close, little one," Byn compliments Destiny on her pronunciation. "The first syllable is a bit farther back in the throat, but I suspect most Boes would know what you meant. To that end, I should point out I was applying that to the guildmaster, not the guard, which will probably tell you it's not something you want to call a Bous if you value your limbs." Here he winks at the baudy language he's just taught his tiny friend.

"And we, too, have benefited from our partnership with you, Destiny. We're honored you will stay with us."

Byn turns to the table at large, then, though he still keeps his voice down as he says "Well, then. We can stop at the guard station in the morning, then head out of town to Keryth's temple, collecting information on the way. Given how quickly we seem to be making enemies, I'm loathe to suggest we split up any further until we've bested at least one of them."
 



Byntrou

"Right, then, we eat, then we ..." that's when the thought strikes him and he stops with his food halfway to his mouth.

"So, my little show managed to get us a free meal, but with Gav having run off ... I don't supposed he handed off his money purse so we could pay for lodging this evening?"
 

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