Death in Freeport


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Steeling herself, Arcata quietly slips into the empty booth next to theirs and orders a mug of ale, just for appearances. She curses her inexperience with magic as she feels her grip on the glamor changing her appearance slowly slip away. She'd practice. Yes.

For now the 'sailor boy' huddles with his ale and tries to keep out of easy sight, so the loss of the disguise won't necessarily reveal her true nature.

That and listen, of course. Already there was valuable information gleaned, but just enough to know there was much more still out of sight.
 

The bard continues his ballad detailing Thoth's belief based on rumors that Hermes once passed on in passing that Tiamat grew the sacred turnips in her garden deep underground where cave met the sea. Thoth proceeded with a plan to seduce the dragon mother with potent love poetry and an astounding amount of beer.

Disguised, Arcata sits in her booth [sblock]Arcata can hear a little but not see what is going on. "You acquired both the amulet and the staff? Are they here with you?"

"Yeah, I found your buddy with the claw ink. Your ward worked and he's added to my axe list now. Hur hur. We burned his villa after grabbing the amulet and staff. I've got your amulet here. The staff is safe under lock, key and heavy guard until we settle up though. My mama said, don't put all your knives in one cave. Hur hur. So we'll finish this up first."

There is a pause.

"Very well. Here are the promised gems for the amulet."

Another pause interrupted with a little screeching from the monkey.

"Word from your Bindi blade is you want Lucius' head. I know Lucius, he's a good friend of mine. Like my mama said, friends are good, but gold is great. He came to me couple days ago while I was waiting for you to show up on your own devil blasted sweet time. He said 'Capt. Scarbelly sir, I believe you know me, mind if I buy you a drink and we talk about old times?' so we jawed for a night about the raid on Uraq and other good bits we'd gone through, like the ruins exploration where he picked up them books of his. Funny kid, it was as if he didn't remember sailing with my crew for his year of observations and those freaky experiments of his that he paid so much for. That your work? He cross one of your wards peering into your doings and you blast his brains out? In any case I know Looky Lucius well. Well enough that it'll cost you."

"What are you talking about? Who is this Lucius?"

"Don't try to fool me wizard. Its too late to play innocent you black hearted snake. I own this town. Anything I want here is mine. I can squeeze information out of any low life you can think to buy. Lucius. The Librarian. I know from your island blade you wanted him knifed for good. Like I said, gold is thicker than blood, so if you offer enough we gots no problems. But I don't like being lied to.

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Anton [sblock]

You see the two lean forward and talk in low tones. The monkey drops down out of sight. The two figures exchange something, the hulking figure passing a satchel over while Kenzil passes over a pouch. They examine their things and the hulking figure starts talking again. The monkey shows up again and you think it is holding somethin, a coin or bead perhaps. Kenzil opens the satchel and examines its contents but then looks annoyed and says something to the figure, things get a little tenser.

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Dogrynn [sblock]

You see the two lean forward and talk in low tones. They exchange something, the hulking figure of the orc passing a satchel over while the man in the broad hat passes over a pouch. They examine their things and the hulking figure starts talking again. The man in the hat opens the satchel and examines its contents but then looks annoyed and says something to the figure, things get a little tenser. The orc moves himself a little closer to his axe.

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A man from one of the booths gets up and stumbles over towards the latrine.

Wilbur [sblock] The man stumbles in "By the pit I feel awful. Gah![/sblock]
 

Looks like some kind of payoff. The Orc seems to have obtained something for our mysterious guest. I will have to keep an eye on them. Anton whispers quietly to himself, thinking out loud.
 

The tall man with the lute gets to the end of the stanza and says "Excuse me, I've got to see a man about a water dragon." and heads off to the latrine.

Dogrynn, Anton, Justin [sblock] The orc and the man in the booth stop conversing to watch Justin go. Justin tips his own hat to them with a wink before heading into the latrine.[/sblock]

Arcata [sblock] The conversation in the booth stops for a moment as the bard stops his song. A moment later it starts up again. "So like I said Kenzil, don't play the fool with me, your stupid pale human face is no good at it. I want to know what he did to you though, or is it you just want those books of his?"

"Stupid pale . . .? Watch your tone you imbecillic cretin. I have bargained souls with the lords of the Pit. I have trafficked with the abyss. I have never heard of your filthy pirate librarian so wrap your monstrous gut around the idea. I wrested secrets from the dark void while your mother was rut. . ." Arcata can't quite make out the exact hissing words but it does not sound friendly.
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Dogrynn and Anton [sblock] The pair get back into their conversation and it looks more argumentative with some finger pointing going back and forth.[/sblock]
 
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Arcata's blood runs cold as the conversations escalates. These men; one an assassin, the other some kind of demonologist...they were unspeakably dangerous. Lucius was alive it seemed, but still showing that odd dualism. Possession? Scarbelly obviously knew more, but how to approach him?

And what was this fight over? Scarbelly thinking this mage...Kenzil?...wished Lucius dead, and Kenzil maintaining he knew nothing. There was a third party at work here. This 'island blade,' Scarbelly mentioned. Someone whom the orc had thought was an emissary of Kenzil, but may well have been trying to arrange Lucius' death independently.

Or maybe starting this fight had been his intention?

At any rate, she felt trapped here. Getting up now could attract their attention, and given the content of the discussion she felt that would be a very bad idea. So she sat and waited, pretending to drink out of the mug in front of her and trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.
 

With things getting very tense between the Orc and the stranger, Anton stays alert. If the situation gets out of hand and a fight ensues, he will be ready to use his rapier if needed.
 

Init!

"That's it wizard!" roars the hulking figure in the booth. He leaps up to his feet and snatches up his wicked looking axe. His hood falls back revealing a broad tusked face of a snarling green orc. "Your bully boys are already taken care of wizard. I'll be drinking out of your skull soon enough!"

The monkey on the shoulder of the other man in the booth starts screeching and slaps a hand down on the man. There is a slight shimmering expanding outward from the touch and surrounding the outline of the man.

Initiative

21 Anton
19 Kenzil
14 Logan
8 Arcata
8 Scarbelly
7 Justin
7 Wilbur
1 Dogrynn
22 Monkey
 
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Anton, noticing the sudden increase in hostility, rises from his seat and takes a few steps towards the Orc's table while drawing his rapier.

Is there a problem here? If so, I suggest you take it outside so as to not disturb the other patrons who are trying to enjoy their food and drink. he says with a hint of menace.
 

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