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<blockquote data-quote="Capellan" data-source="post: 542905" data-attributes="member: 6294">&quot;Hooberan's Stockade&quot; by Wicht&nbsp; - Part 2Captain Jarrek has obviously been expecting the group, for he wastes no time in getting down to business.&quot;Yer remember that grave robber yer captured -&quot; he begins.It quickly becomes apparent that the group, in fact, does not.&quot;I thought we killed them all.&quot; Mantreus opines.&quot;Then I got a mighty active corpse in m' cells.&quot; Jarrek gives the rogue an exasperated glare.&quot;One survived.&quot; The Padre ought to know - he was the one who patched the bandit's wounds.&quot;Right.&quot; Jarrek waits impatiently for the adventurers' attention. &quot;Now that the Festival is over, we've had a chance to question him.&nbsp; Seems someone hired him and his mates were hired to steal the bodies.&quot;&quot;Necromancer.&quot; Mantreus hazards.&quot;Evil Priest.&quot; Stormstrider counters.&quot;What did the guy look like?&quot; Elspeth tries to keep things on track.&quot;He said he didn't see the man's face.&quot; Jarrek continues, &quot;Always wore a hooded black robe, apparently.&quot;&quot;No problem, then.&quot; Mantreus is sarcastic, &quot;Can't help but find him with a detailed description like that.&quot;Jarrek ignores the interruption,&quot;We found out where they were taking the bodies after they stole 'em.&nbsp; I've sent some men out there to look into it.&nbsp; But somethin' else came up while we were questioning the robber.&nbsp; Turns out he once 'eard this black robed fellow refer to Hooberan.&quot;The group looks blank.&nbsp; For a change, however, they remain silent.&quot;Otto Hooberan is head man of a settlement about a day's travel from here.&quot; Jarrek explains, &quot;He's a good friend of the mayor here, and he always attends the Harvest Festival.&nbsp; Except this year, he didn't turn up.&nbsp; The mayor's concerned that something might have happened to him.&quot;&quot;What'll you pay us for checking?&quot; Mantreus gets down to brass tacks.&nbsp; Jarrek looks sour.&quot;Ten gold each.&quot; He ignores the dismissive snorts. &quot;If it turns out that something has happened to Hooberan, you'll get an extra two 'undred for sortin' it out.&quot;The Padre opens his mouth.&quot;Total.&quot; Jarrek's worked with adventurers often enough to know what question is coming. &quot;Whenever I'm payin' yer per person, I'll say so.&quot;After a short discussion, the group agrees to Jarrek's terms, then asks him - twice - how to get to Hooberan's settlement.&quot;It's a day's travel north-east of here.&quot; Jarrek words are heavily emphasised as he gives the directions for the second time. &quot;Head out to the ranger's tower.&nbsp; You should know where that is.&quot;&quot;We do?&quot; Stormstrider's discomfort at being in a settlement is evidently making it hard for him to concentrate.&quot;We killed the rats there.&quot; Mantreus, at least, remembers.&quot;Go to the tower.&quot; Jarrek repeats with the kind of heavy patience that precedes a minor fit of apoplexy. &quot;Keep heading north-east until you hit the cart track.&nbsp; Follow that.&nbsp; It'll lead yer straight to Hooberan's Stockade.&quot;&quot;Do we get the ten gold in advance?&quot; Twinkle wants to know.&quot;Hell, no.&quot; Jarrek scowls, &quot;I ain't runnin' a charity.&nbsp; Speaking o' charities, though, the Priests at the Sanctuary want yer to stop by there before yer leave.&nbsp; Hooberan supplies their sacramental wine, so they want to know what happened to 'im, too.&nbsp; One of their acolytes is going to go with yer.&nbsp; A young elf named Sirdros.&quot;&quot;No problem.&quot; the group promise as they take their leave of the militia captain.&nbsp; They're halfway to the Sanctuary when Twinkle pipes up,&quot;Sir Dross, eh?&nbsp; Do you think he's a real knight?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Capellan, post: 542905, member: 6294"] [b]"Hooberan's Stockade" by Wicht - Part 2[/b] Captain Jarrek has obviously been expecting the group, for he wastes no time in getting down to business. "Yer remember that grave robber yer captured -" he begins. It quickly becomes apparent that the group, in fact, does not. "I thought we killed them all." Mantreus opines. "Then I got a mighty active corpse in m' cells." Jarrek gives the rogue an exasperated glare. "One survived." The Padre ought to know - he was the one who patched the bandit's wounds. "Right." Jarrek waits impatiently for the adventurers' attention. "Now that the Festival is over, we've had a chance to question him. Seems someone hired him and his mates were hired to steal the bodies." "Necromancer." Mantreus hazards. "Evil Priest." Stormstrider counters. "What did the guy look like?" Elspeth tries to keep things on track. "He said he didn't see the man's face." Jarrek continues, "Always wore a hooded black robe, apparently." "No problem, then." Mantreus is sarcastic, "Can't help but find him with a detailed description like that." Jarrek ignores the interruption, "We found out where they were taking the bodies after they stole 'em. I've sent some men out there to look into it. But somethin' else came up while we were questioning the robber. Turns out he once 'eard this black robed fellow refer to Hooberan." The group looks blank. For a change, however, they remain silent. "Otto Hooberan is head man of a settlement about a day's travel from here." Jarrek explains, "He's a good friend of the mayor here, and he always attends the Harvest Festival. Except this year, he didn't turn up. The mayor's concerned that something might have happened to him." "What'll you pay us for checking?" Mantreus gets down to brass tacks. Jarrek looks sour. "Ten gold each." He ignores the dismissive snorts. "If it turns out that something has happened to Hooberan, you'll get an extra two 'undred for sortin' it out." The Padre opens his mouth. "Total." Jarrek's worked with adventurers often enough to know what question is coming. "Whenever I'm payin' yer per person, I'll say so." After a short discussion, the group agrees to Jarrek's terms, then asks him - twice - how to get to Hooberan's settlement. "It's a day's travel north-east of here." Jarrek words are heavily emphasised as he gives the directions for the second time. "Head out to the ranger's tower. You should know where that is." "We do?" Stormstrider's discomfort at being in a settlement is evidently making it hard for him to concentrate. "We killed the rats there." Mantreus, at least, remembers. "Go to the tower." Jarrek repeats with the kind of heavy patience that precedes a minor fit of apoplexy. "Keep heading north-east until you hit the cart track. Follow that. It'll lead yer straight to Hooberan's Stockade." "Do we get the ten gold in advance?" Twinkle wants to know. "Hell, no." Jarrek scowls, "I ain't runnin' a charity. Speaking o' charities, though, the Priests at the Sanctuary want yer to stop by there before yer leave. Hooberan supplies their sacramental wine, so they want to know what happened to 'im, too. One of their acolytes is going to go with yer. A young elf named Sirdros." "No problem." the group promise as they take their leave of the militia captain. They're halfway to the Sanctuary when Twinkle pipes up, "Sir Dross, eh? Do you think he's a real knight?" [/QUOTE]

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