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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Viking Bastard" data-source="post: 46720" data-attributes="member: 509">* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * When the players enter the part of the Eastern Ward known as Smalltown it is as everything grows smaller. This is the gnome district. They are greeted by swarms of undersized merchants all trying to sell them something. I isn't until Kurk starts swinging his axe around threatingly that the gnome traders back off. "Get da frick out of here ya lil' buggers!"The Weed is the most successful tavern in Smalltown, nearly every gnome in Serpent City has been there. Nearly every gnome in the city has gotten drunk there too. It's a big place, that is, there's room there for a lot of people. Or rather, a lot of gnomes. The players have to bend their heads to get in through the main doorway. They can all, except for Kurk who has to bend his knees a little, walk around normally when inside. Hadricht Hadrichtsson Jr. is the owner of the Weed which was originally founded by his late grandfather, Hadricht Glomsson (which Hadricht is named after. Hadricht's father, Hadricht Hadrichtsson Sr., who owns a small tobacco store in the south end of Smalltown, was named after his great-grandfather Hadricht Glomsson (whose son, Hadricht Hadrichtson Jr.'s great-grandfather, was named Glom Hadrichtsson). Gnomes have never been very original when it comes to names). Back then the Weed wasn't as big and at a different location. When old Hadricht Glomsson died Hadricht Hadrichtson Jr. took over (since Hadrict Hadrichtson Sr. was running his own successful business) and in a year it became the most popular place in Smalltown and moved into it's current place. Nobody knows how Hadricht did it, especially since he didn't really seem to do anything. Some say he puts addictive drugs in the drinks and some say he bribed a powerful wizard to put a spell on the tavern. Most people shut up and just get pissing drunk.Anyway, the Weed's popularity resulted in that Hadricht hears things and is ready to share knowledge with anyone as long as he has some silver to share in return.The players walk over to the bar and ask one of the bartender where they can find Hadricht. He directs them down into the wine cellar where Hadricht is going through his inventory.Hadricht is busy counting wine bottles when they come downstairs. He is so busy that he doesn't notice them until Incognito asks if he knows of a gnome named Scarran. He jumps up in the air and drops a wine bottle onto the floor: "Aaah... don't startle me like that." He looks down at his feet which are soaked in wine from the broken bottle. "Damn! That's worth five silver crowns ye know."Incognito repeats the question: "Do you know a gnome named Scarran?""I might.""Well?""Well?!? Nuttin' comes free ye know. You'll have to pay for that bottle as well.""Tell us or I'll break your neck." threatens Kurk."Oh please, you don't scare me orc. I know your boss ye know."Incognito hands Hadricht ten silver crowns. "Sorry about the wine. Now what about Scarran.""Oh, I know many Scarrans." Hadricht says while counting the crowns. "Got a picture?""No.""Well, so got his father's name?""No.""That makes things a bit difficult I must say. Can you describe him in some way?""He's short, scruffy looking, got a big nose and has a short and thin untidy black beard.""Doesn't really help me, you just described fourth of the city's gnome population." He stares into the air for a second or two while searching his memory banks. "Could be Scarran Thallsson or Scarran Pelksson. Even maybe Scarran Scarransson.""He's usually really dirty. He's involved in the Brothers of Grunt bandit group.""That would be Scarran Pelksson. I don't know much about him I'm afraid. He used to hang around here when he first came to town. Then we caught him cheating at cards and banned him from this place. This was before he got involved with those shady characters down in the Lower Wards.""What shady characters?""Orcs mostly, thugs and bandits, like yer friend Grunt for instance. I believe he first met Grunt in one of Toasted-Jack's parties.""Who is he?""Toasted-Jack? He's a pusher, that's what he is, and also a quite successful one I hear. Deals in everything from thunderstone powder to king's weed. He likes to throw parties, although I guess it would be more accurate to call 'em orgies. He's called Toasted-Jack because he smokes his own stuff and isn't exactly the brightest guy in the city. If I recall correctly, he and Scarran were very good friends.""Where can I find him?""I dunno, somewhere down in the Whore District probably, he likes to hold his parties in some of the bordellos there." Hadricht shakes his head in shame. "To think that one of us gnomes will step so low. It's hard to trust those northerners. It's they that give the rest of us honourable gnomes a bad name as little greedy backstabbers.""Northerners?""Yeah, he's not one of us smallfolks, he's one of 'em Harrgard gnomes." The shame in his face turns into impatience and irritation. "Can't trust the lot of 'em I say. Well that's pretty much all I know. Got some more questions? It'll cost you extra!""No more questions, no.""Then get the hell out of my wine cellar."* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *</blockquote>

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