Death in Freeport

[Shayuri]

This is going to be more expensive than the last place, Arcata thinks to herself with an inward sigh on seeing the Tankard. Would it have been impolitic to have asked for expenses to be covered? Not that Egil had a lot of means to do so... Normally money wasn't something she had to worry about. The novelty was one of many less than pleasant things about her situation.

Before entering, she casts a quick glamor on herself to change her features a bit...eye color, hair color, some details of cheek and nose and jaw... Discretion didn't look like a watchword around here.

Once inside Arcata picks her way around the first few tables and heads for the bar without so much as an acknowledging glance at the other "team." On arriving, she sits down on a stool, with no neighbors if possible, and without lowering her hood waits for the bartender's attention.

"Rum," she says in a slower, slightly thicker voice when she catches his eye. "Nothing floating in it." Then she looks at him more closely and beckons him over. "Speaking of floating...there's a funny rumor I heard about a man with a dagger coming around here asking about Scarbelly. You know anything about that?"

She doesn't say anything, but in getting out her purse to pay for the drink, she lets it jingle invitingly.

 

[Voadam]

Dogrynne and Hinjo each get a pint of a murky brown brew before finding their own secluded table.

Hinjo notes some patrons cutting food with daggers, he spies a cutlass on the belt of one hooded fellow in quiet discourse with another sitting across from him in his booth and there is a battle axe leaning at the booth of a bulky fellow cowled in a deeply hooded cloak eating at the far end near an exit. The smoke is thick and it is tough to make out details but those were the obvious weapons.

 

[Voadam]

"Rum," she says in a slower, slightly thicker voice when she catches his eye. "Nothing floating in it."

The one eyed man nods "Aye. The Good stuff then if you've the coin." he says and calls back into the back "Jinny! We got a call for more rum. Break out the second cask." He pours a dark black drink from the last of a cask behind the counter after Arcata shows her coin purse.

Then she looks at him more closely and beckons him over. "Speaking of floating...there's a funny rumor I heard about a man with a dagger coming around here asking about Scarbelly. You know anything about that?"

She doesn't say anything, but in getting out her purse to pay for the drink, she lets it jingle invitingly.

"Scarbelly?" He draws back, eyes flicking to the side before he catches himself and snaps his focus back to Arcata. "Nah. Everbody's gots a dagger, but nobody comes around here asking after Scarbelly. A nice quiet place is the Tank'."

An overworked looking barmaid with cookfire smoke smudge on her face comes out from the kitchens carrying a new cask of rum to bring to the bar man.

 

[doghead]

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Satisfied that the occupants of the bar don't seem anything out of the ordinary, Hinjo takes his place at the table. Occasionally he lets his gaze wonder over the bar, looking for anyone showing any undue interest in the conversation at the bar.

"I'm hoping that our man is not on that ship," he says quietly to his companion. "I was hoping we would find him drunk under a table in some tavern somewhere. Much easier."

 

[Erekose13]

Having a bit off difficulty playing the part of average bar patrons Dogrynn is about to start interrogating some of the others when Hinjo manages to distract him with his questions. 'Yup grown up here in Freeport. Most #@*in city in the whole world. Can buy anythin here, if ya' no where ta look.' Dogrynn goes on about blatant lies about his adventures about town completely oblivious to the surroundings now that he is engaged.

 

[doghead]

ic - DiF

Hinjo listens with obvious enthusiasm to Dogrynn's stories. It takes the barbarian some time to realise that most of what Dogrynn says is somewhat embellished. Sifting through the information to hand however, Hinjo gets the feeling that Dogrynn is a fairly handy person to have around in a tight spot. Also, possibly, Dogrynn has been in a few due to a tendency to start them. Still, the Sibeccai, Hinjo suspects, is not malicious or cruel by nature. A conclusion supported by the belief that Brother Egil would be unlikely to befriend such a person.

Hinjo drags his thoughts back to the present.

"I think we need to know more about our pirate friend. From what you said, it sounds like we just have to find the right people to ask. I would also like to see what the library has to offer. The dagger seems important somehow.

"Tomorrow we should do this."

 

[Voadam]

Arcata

[sblock]Something feel's a bit off in the barman's answer.[/sblock]

 

[Shayuri]

Arcata controls an impulse to look over in the direction the barman's eyes had cut, but she marks it. Now...was he lying, or was he afraid that they were being spied on? Tricky. She didn't really know the old man had come here to ask about Scarbelly. He could have been meeting someone or even just wanting a drink.

But the barman seemed to know something. It was a risk to press, but they'd never get anywhere if they didn't take some chances.

"Well, it was a shot in the dark. Older man, kind of nobby-looking. His dagger's got an odd looking blade and he keeps fidgeting with it?"

 

[Voadam]

Arcata controls an impulse to look over in the direction the barman's eyes had cut, but she marks it. Now...was he lying, or was he afraid that they were being spied on? Tricky. She didn't really know the old man had come here to ask about Scarbelly. He could have been meeting someone or even just wanting a drink.

But the barman seemed to know something. It was a risk to press, but they'd never get anywhere if they didn't take some chances.

"Well, it was a shot in the dark. Older man, kind of nobby-looking. His dagger's got an odd looking blade and he keeps fidgeting with it?"

"No. A bite to eat then? Some fried Haddock? Moment." He turns to curse at the serving girl as she slips a little while trying to place the new rum cask "Careful with that Jinny! Its worth more than your hide."

 

[Erekose13]

Whether Hinjo likes it or not, he's got Dogrynn talking and the poor conversationalist in him shows through as he just wont shutup. Hopefully Hinjo is watching out for their companions. When the direction of the discussion turns to plans for the morrow, Dogrynn smiles, "I'm sure I could find someone in the know 'bout him. Ain't no freebooters in Freeport that cans keep entirely on the down low." again completely overconfident.