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Message: <blockquote data-quote="narayan" data-source="post: 6849544" data-attributes="member: 6677509">Avar, Billanverthorne, Burrai, Elloral, Ersun, Jabbar, RenErsun & Ren_______________________________________________<img src="http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/crowsontheskulls/World%20of%20Sion/Maps/Cabarda%20v8.png~original" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Together you make your way past the guards and the sleeping farmhouses descending towards the streets below. Suddenly a light rain begins to drizzle from the spread of low black clouds above, making tingles across your scalp as you look up in awe. ~So this is rain!~ You think to yourself, experiencing the touch of it against your face like tears... For a moment you close your eyes and savor the experience before a deep, churning rumble echoes across the sky ~Thunder!~ ...which increases in volume as the raindrops get bigger... plopping against the earth around you and pattering over rooftops with increasing weight and frequency; settling into an underlying natural rhythm akin to music. Ren looks back at you with curiosity as if he's thinking ~has he never seen rain before?~ before he urges you to hurry. Ren: "Come-come! Hurry!" He says, leading you down into the streets as late-night stragglers are hurrying indoors. "We will check Putyuk's first where I saw him last. Then we will go to his shop if need be." He says matter-of-factly.Slinking through alleyways now, darting beneath awnings, the rain continues to wetten the earth making it slick and muddy prompting sucking/plooshing noises beneath your footsteps. Ren however pays it no need continuing to move as silent as a mouse.  Ren: "There it is!" he speaks pointing at a large two-story structure beneath the lee of the thick outer wall. Smoke curls from its three chimneys as light spills onto the street from several windows out front, but not the back alley. "Follow my lead, and don't do anything rash!" Ren says with amusing edge of steel in his squeaky voice.Ren: (Move Silently Check: =11)(Hide Check: =11)[Ersun: What do you do? Make Move Silently & Hide checks as you approach Putyuk's]____________________________________________________Avar, Billanverthorne, Burrai, Elloral, Jabbar_____________________As you speak the clouds respond with looming thunder and rain, promising a very wet and stormy night. Jabbar: Regards Burrai for a few heartbeats before he speaks, shrewdly pondering the meaning behind this 'ask' as any good smuggler will do before entering business negotiations. "If advice is all your after sir dwarf, I'll gladly tell you this for free... Whatever she carries isn't worth the trouble unless trouble is what your looking for." Elloral: Smirks. "A clever question hidden in a statement. You want to know what we hope to gain from this and why we seek it in the first place?"Jabbar: Nods slowly. "The true value of anything is dependent on the needs of its keeper is it not? Every smuggler knows this."Elloral: "We aren't asking your cursed opinion on its value you oaf!" Jabbar: "Yes... you are." He calmly retorts with emphasis. "The value of a thing is its purpose, and its purpose is its value."Elloral: Rolls her eyes. "We have no time for this!" She exclaims.Jabbar: Holds up his hands apologetically. "I do not mean to insult your intelligence. I am only attempting to ascertain the perceived value of this 'artifact' before I decide my fee for examining it in the first place." Elloral: Glares. "Nonsense! Your fishing for information! I warn you we are in no mood for games!" Jabbar: Crosses his arms, waiting a tick before he explains himself. "Avar told me you were both 'spooked' and I can see for myself he wasn't wrong. I only agreed to meet because I was curious about that. It's obvious to me now this 'artifact' you possess has cutthroats like Kong coming after you to reclaim it. So its stolen... ok-so-what? Obviously men in my trade don't stay in business if we shirk from stolen goods.""You're correct of course it is information I'm after. What interests me is who you stole this 'artifact' from and why they want it back? Agree to be honest with me about that, and I'll be happy to evaluate its origins and uses... deal?" Elloral: Huffs "Be careful what you wish for! Information like that can ensure you end up another victim, or worse yet, another liability!" Jabbar: Traces a finger down his scar. "Your concern for my well-being is touching but I'll take my chances. Of course I guard the identity of my clients with my life. No one will get your names from me I swear it!"[Billanverthorne, Burrai: What do you do?]</blockquote>

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