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Krenid looks over the group gathered around him and grunts. "Haggerty, eh? I've not seen Zelper since this morning when I first arrived to receive these goods. He had just finished getting the roofers starter on their task, came over to me and couple of the men and let us know which ship had the cargo. I walked over to be sure the wagon knew where it was bound and returned to find that he was gone. I'm not sure where he might have gone."
The other worker standing nearby cleared his throat as if he had something to add. With a nod from Krenid, he said, "I was here then also. Me and the fellows were waiting for Master Krenid to return with the wagon and we went over to draw some water from the well. I don't think Master Zelper ever came out of the building after speaking with the foreman. I guess I could be wrong but I wasn't really keeping track of him," he finishes with a shrug.
Glancing around at the cargo being stowed, it doesn't appear to be anything out of the ordinary. Miscellaneous casks and kegs, along with crates and boxes of varying size, are neatly stacked against the back wall of the small storage room.
Peeking behind the southern most of the two, big warehouse doors Arthael spots a closed portal. It's old but looks solid and had at first gone unnoticed being hidden by the warehouse door.
In answer to the unasked question, Krenid offers, "I having looked in there. Zelper said that all of the goods should fit fine out here and not to disturb anything beyond this room. I suppose he may be in there sleeping off… Sorry, Miss Ponulia." He trails off not knowing what to say regarding his verbal blunder. He'd managed not to cast aspersions on his employer until this point and looks truly embarrassed to have said anything at all.
OODM: Thanks for the kind words on the Locus. I'll be working hard on the Focus but try not to let it compromise the game too much. I'll contact Reapersaurus and see if he wishes to jump into the Rogue position. No problem on the feats, turtle.
The other worker standing nearby cleared his throat as if he had something to add. With a nod from Krenid, he said, "I was here then also. Me and the fellows were waiting for Master Krenid to return with the wagon and we went over to draw some water from the well. I don't think Master Zelper ever came out of the building after speaking with the foreman. I guess I could be wrong but I wasn't really keeping track of him," he finishes with a shrug.
Glancing around at the cargo being stowed, it doesn't appear to be anything out of the ordinary. Miscellaneous casks and kegs, along with crates and boxes of varying size, are neatly stacked against the back wall of the small storage room.
Peeking behind the southern most of the two, big warehouse doors Arthael spots a closed portal. It's old but looks solid and had at first gone unnoticed being hidden by the warehouse door.
In answer to the unasked question, Krenid offers, "I having looked in there. Zelper said that all of the goods should fit fine out here and not to disturb anything beyond this room. I suppose he may be in there sleeping off… Sorry, Miss Ponulia." He trails off not knowing what to say regarding his verbal blunder. He'd managed not to cast aspersions on his employer until this point and looks truly embarrassed to have said anything at all.
OODM: Thanks for the kind words on the Locus. I'll be working hard on the Focus but try not to let it compromise the game too much. I'll contact Reapersaurus and see if he wishes to jump into the Rogue position. No problem on the feats, turtle.
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