Constables of the 14th Ward Part 2

[Leif]

OOC: We don't expect Rahivn to return voluntarily. And, actually, I often forget skills like Intimidate, Diplomacy, and Bluff, and just let roleplaying substitute for the skill checks. Perhaps I have been wrong in this, at times. Darius and Wally have a love/hate thing going that developed in this way. I'm trying to do better with remembering the skill checks, but the occasional reminder wouldn't hurt.

 

[xedr]

Darius mumbles something about rats, but nods. [highlight]"Right you are Brae! To the shipping department we go."[/highlight]

 

[Leif]

Darius and Brae, et al.

Leaving the Front Offices of Blue Basilisk, Darius, Brae, Alarion and anyone else who is with them, head around the corner and down the alley to the shipping office. Upon entering, they see what looks like a carbon copy of the half-orc that they just left in the Front Office/Production Dept. He is reconciling a large ledger, with ink-stained hands. When you enter, he looks up and now it seems like it would be easy to tell him apart from the other half-orc: this fellow has a permanent squint, to the point that his eyes are almost closed, presumably caused by staring at miniscule print on huge ledgers all day, every day.

"I heard the door, is someone there?"

 

[Helfdan]

Alarion smiles as he follows the priest and the former soldier. It was good to know he was not the only one who found this complex legal system was somehow excessive. By the feudal laws of his land, a knight in charge of an investigation was assured utmost cooperation. But he was sure Barcarus's will would be done, regardless.

 

[Rhun]

"Ah, well, yes good sir," says Braevil, offering the half-orc a short bow, even though the cleric is quite sure the half-orc can't see him. "I am Constable Braevil Talisker of the Watch, and my companions are Constable Darius and Constable Alarion. We are investigating several occurrences of weapons theft here in the city, and we are curious if your fine shop has experienced any similar problems."

 

[Leif]

Blue Basilisk's Shipping Office

"Theft here? No, absolutely not! Why! I'd just drop dead right on the spot if someone tried to stick up this office!"

 

[Rhun]

Braevil smiles at the half-orc. "No, no, of course not here. But have their been any thefts during shipping? Missing shipments, even, or perhaps any lost shipments?"

 

[Leif]

Blue Basilisk's Shipping Office

"Well, I hear rumors now and then about what happens to shipments once they leave my control, but you must understand that this is not my responsibility. I've heard some nasty rumors about brigands and highwaymen assaulting our shipments, but I have no personal knowledge of any of this sort of thing."

 

[Rhun]

Braevil Talisker

"I certainly understand that. We are simply trying to track down the criminals behind these stolen weapons. You have nothing to be concerned about. Is there someone else that you could recommend we talk to, that might know more about these issues?"

 

[Leif]

Blue Basilisk's Shipping Office

The clerk leans in very close to Braevil, Alarion and Darius both being too cool and aloof for such familiarity. He glances first left, then right. Brae is almost distracted by the scent of fresh mint on his breath, when he whispers, "Talk to Carolton Drueglefish. I'll say nothing more." Then the nameless Shipping Clerk draws back from Brae and gives him a conspiratorial wink.