Voadam
Legend
I don't have anything at this time for you Captain. You are known to us, however for obtaining some items of lore. And I'll be sure to contact you if I need something found.
But right now I'm simply looking for a friend who dissapeared some time ago. He studied Uraqi with me and last I heard he obtained some books and items. But when I arrived he wasn't to be found. My last knowledge of him is that he and his books were at your ship. So I came looking for you in hopes of finding him.
But now, you say he dissapeared, what? Couple of days ago? Do you have any idea where he went?
While waiting for an answer Logan drinks up, hoping he didn't get same poison a man in booth received.
“If you’re still talking about Looky Lucius I saw him a couple nights ago. We jawed about our little jaunt into Uraq and how the only loot he wanted was those old scroll books while the rest of the crew was slavering over the gold statues. Hur, hur, those Uraqs were easy pickings I tell you. Lucius were acting funny though, like he couldn’t remember none of it. At the end he said he wanted to reread all those books. Kenzil denies it but it looks like Lucius had snooped in too closely and crossed him earlier getting his brains fried a bit on one of Kenzil’s magic traps. Kenzil and I did some business and so he was going to ask me to cut down Lucius. But then he pretended never to have heard of Lucius when he found out the skinny boy was like a son to me. Wizards can’t lie for spit though, even snake-faced ‘Naptran ones who’ve got half the runters of Freeport wrapped around their fingers. If not for his smoke tricks I’d ‘ve had his head in a sack tonight.”
The barkeep comes over pale faced with a joint of meat which Scarbelly tears into with fervor, the lip smacking and sounds of the roast flesh tearing under the power of his jaws is quite audible.