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Lichtenhart
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"Thank you, brother. Your kindness will be rewarded." Dan smiles at him "My name is Danmor and I serve the Guardian. How is your work going?" says with a friendly voice.
After a little conversation, he asks him again "So, you haven't seen anything strange, or suspicious?"
In case of a negative answer "Goodbye and thank you again. May the Guardian watch upon you and your family."
Answering to Arthael "Thank you. Who can tell how far a little bit of kindness can go?"
After a little conversation, he asks him again "So, you haven't seen anything strange, or suspicious?"
In case of a negative answer "Goodbye and thank you again. May the Guardian watch upon you and your family."
Answering to Arthael "Thank you. Who can tell how far a little bit of kindness can go?"
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Mark
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As Haggerty steps around the brash man, it has apparently caught him by surprise. He wobbles for a moment in his early morning drunkenness and barely gets out a half-hearted, "Hey," before one of his compatriots leaps up from his lounging. The sight of the coin being flipped in the air, and the promise of payment, has seemingly shifted this other fellow's focus from trouble-making to compliance.
"Don't let that lout give you any problems, friend," suggests the wiry new comer that has joined the conversation. "He's half in the crate and doesn't pay enough attention to things to be of any real help. He even gave the young lady some story about the chandler not having been here, but the three of us weren't on time this morning. Head on inside and talk to the foreman. He's in toward the back making sure the cargo is stowed properly."
The informant ends his quick explanation with a grin and glances expectantly at the silver piece. The loud-mouth, now that the beans have been spilled, scratches his posterior and plops back down where he had been when Haggerty and Arim had first walked up, somewhat humbled by the rapid change of events.
Sheepishly, Ponulia slips up near Haggerty and clarifies things a bit. "He must mean Krenid. I'd heard my father mention the other day that he had hired him to handle the warehouse stock. I've not met him yet and didn't see him earlier today," then trailing off quietly so only Haggerty can hear her, "but I didn't get any further than speaking with that brute with the bad attitude."
As the brief conversation Danmor and Arthael are having with the roofer continues, they hear an outburst of laughter across the street from an open doorway of the rundown tavern. Seems like a few people are celebrating the new day.
"It is good to know you, Danmor," states the tradesman with a warm smile. "I'm Funiz and have followed the ways of the Guardian since I was a child. The work is difficult but I am happy to be employed. Far too many folks will have to go without meat on their table in the next cold season if they can't gather some coin now. I'm happy to say that I won't be one of them."
"Can't say as I've been paying much attention to anything other than the shingles this morning but the foreman of the warehouse is around here somewhere. Maybe check inside and don't pay any mind to those roughnecks out front. They're much more trouble than they're worth, I'd warrant. Fare well, Danmor!" He finishes and climbs the ladder back to the roof.
Arthael and Danmor move down to where Haggerty is finishing his questioning of a man near the warehouse door.
"Don't let that lout give you any problems, friend," suggests the wiry new comer that has joined the conversation. "He's half in the crate and doesn't pay enough attention to things to be of any real help. He even gave the young lady some story about the chandler not having been here, but the three of us weren't on time this morning. Head on inside and talk to the foreman. He's in toward the back making sure the cargo is stowed properly."
The informant ends his quick explanation with a grin and glances expectantly at the silver piece. The loud-mouth, now that the beans have been spilled, scratches his posterior and plops back down where he had been when Haggerty and Arim had first walked up, somewhat humbled by the rapid change of events.
Sheepishly, Ponulia slips up near Haggerty and clarifies things a bit. "He must mean Krenid. I'd heard my father mention the other day that he had hired him to handle the warehouse stock. I've not met him yet and didn't see him earlier today," then trailing off quietly so only Haggerty can hear her, "but I didn't get any further than speaking with that brute with the bad attitude."
As the brief conversation Danmor and Arthael are having with the roofer continues, they hear an outburst of laughter across the street from an open doorway of the rundown tavern. Seems like a few people are celebrating the new day.
"It is good to know you, Danmor," states the tradesman with a warm smile. "I'm Funiz and have followed the ways of the Guardian since I was a child. The work is difficult but I am happy to be employed. Far too many folks will have to go without meat on their table in the next cold season if they can't gather some coin now. I'm happy to say that I won't be one of them."
"Can't say as I've been paying much attention to anything other than the shingles this morning but the foreman of the warehouse is around here somewhere. Maybe check inside and don't pay any mind to those roughnecks out front. They're much more trouble than they're worth, I'd warrant. Fare well, Danmor!" He finishes and climbs the ladder back to the roof.
Arthael and Danmor move down to where Haggerty is finishing his questioning of a man near the warehouse door.
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Jack Haggerty
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Jack tosses the coin to the scrawny helpful fellow, "Now, don't go spending that all in one place."
As the wizard and priest arrive, Jack agrees, "Absolutely, the dock foreman is in there somewhere. He might have met with Master Zelper earlier this morning."
Jack walks in after Arthael and presses on ahead. He approaches the first worker he sees, and inquires, "I'm looking for the foreman, do you know where he can be found?"
As the wizard and priest arrive, Jack agrees, "Absolutely, the dock foreman is in there somewhere. He might have met with Master Zelper earlier this morning."
Jack walks in after Arthael and presses on ahead. He approaches the first worker he sees, and inquires, "I'm looking for the foreman, do you know where he can be found?"
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Lichtenhart
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"But it won't rest unpunished, Arthael. Try to see it this way: the web can be the spider's greatest weakness."
Danmor sighs at the sight of the drunk docker and his greedy fellows and murmurs a little prayer for their poor souls, while he follows Jack and the mage into the building.
He looks around, trying to understand how the warehouse is run, and if the business are thriving or not.
He thinks of the people laughing at the tavern, and has a bad presentiment, but he tries to chase it away and to pay attention at the surroundings.
Arthael steps back and keeps a watch over the room while he lets his companions do the talking. Arthael knows that his strength lies in other places and prepares himself for any trouble.
Arthael mumbles to himself
Can't be too careful in run-down areas like this Arthael my boy... Drunkards, rogues, and confidence men abound...
Arthael mumbles to himself
Can't be too careful in run-down areas like this Arthael my boy... Drunkards, rogues, and confidence men abound...
Jack Haggerty
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turtle said:
"Not to mention," Jack adds quietly in the wizard's ear as he passes, "Sellswords, footpads, and cutthroats..."
