Dockside Diversion/Still Waters


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Borric Hawkins, Male Human Fighter

Borric is curious to see if their employer has something in mind, but instead asks, "Where's the old geezer? What is he going to do?"

"I was interested in that dwarven treasures, but if there is a better offer on the table..."


In an aside to his companions, "This whole business with the halfling pirates and the lizardmen is potentially a hornet's nest. Dealing with religious fanatics in the right or in the wrong is treacherous, and perhaps best left completely alone. But, so far Sekmun has done right by us."

THe brash fighter shrugs noncommittally.

[sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 26 (23 without shield, 21 flat-footed, 13 Touch) - Platemail
AC: 20 (17 without shield, 18 flat-footed, 13 Touch) - Chain shirt
HP: 43 Current: 53
CMB: +8 CMD: 21 (23 vs. Trip/Disarm) Fort: +7 Reflex: +4 Will: +3 (+4 vs. Fear)
Conditions in Effect: Ioun Torch (night)

Current Weapon in Hand: +1 Flail
Chakram: 2/2 MWK & 6/6 Cold Iron remaining
Light Hammers: 2/2 remaining[/sblock]___________________________

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Borric Hawkins
 

"You are right. Sekmun has been straight with us. We should consider more about the halfing issue in the future. There is no telling how many unsuspecting vessels they have hijacked in the past. They were tough...they certainly had the drop on us, so I'd imagine less prepared crews were routed and quickly disposed of. That would be worth stopping," Syl says, keeping the issue of the halflings alive, even though he knew that the most prudent course of action was leaving the issue for the future.
 

Sekmun's crest flares in obvious agitation and he narrows yellow eyes to stare at the gnome.

"Offer? I offer nothing more than what you've already been paid. This is no renegotiation. You choose to find other employment then we part ways here. You choose to continue in our agreement then we travel on to my tribal compound. Once I've re-established contact with my tribe we'll see what work there is and we negotiate a new agreement."

Aldino stands on deck with his satchel slung over one skinny shoulder. He's not paying much attention to the conversation taking place between Sekmun and the group but instead stands staring at the jumble of wood and stone that constitutes fortified Hruthrip. He is clearly not impressed. Borric manages to catch his attention with 'geezer' and he turns with a questioning look on his face. "Hmm? Ah, what was that again, lad?"

 

Nathan Tchanlach, human sorcerer

"But of course," Nathan says. "Just with all the inverted sleep patterns and jostling about by the pirates and their beasties, one starts to forget things occasionally. We'll just be a moment, then?"

Pulling his companions aside, Nathan offers, "Sekmun seems apathetic enough about our staying on, and I'm going to join the voices who've already said we're likely to get ourselves entangled in a heck of a political mess if we try taking sides in this dispute with the Tal without a whole lot more insight into the matter.

"Aldino's treasure hunt may be the safest option,"
he says, then glances above his shoulder and nods. "Well, safe as a relative term, of course."
 

She looks up at the lizardman her brow raises at his reaction to her query and puts her hands on her hips and starts, "Perhaps you misunderstood Sekum. My question was not what will you pay me. I was asking in an attempt to understand what continuing with you would involve."

"Pardon me..." she says as she moves aside with Nathan and her other companions.
 

Borric Hawkins, Male Human Fighter

Borric looks at Sekmun with a look of curiosity and winks, "Keep your scales on, mate. We were just making sure we understand."

Turning to Aldino, he asks, "Were you getting off here or continuing onwards? Previously, I think were were talking about you needing some companions to watch your back in your endeavors, no?"

Borric is unconcerned if the old man remembers their conversations differently or not, he believes Aldino is already somewhat forgetful or senile.

[sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 26 (23 without shield, 21 flat-footed, 13 Touch) - Platemail
AC: 20 (17 without shield, 18 flat-footed, 13 Touch) - Chain shirt
HP: 43 Current: 53
CMB: +8 CMD: 21 (23 vs. Trip/Disarm) Fort: +7 Reflex: +4 Will: +3 (+4 vs. Fear)
Conditions in Effect: Ioun Torch (night)

Current Weapon in Hand: +1 Flail
Chakram: 2/2 MWK & 6/6 Cold Iron remaining
Light Hammers: 2/2 remaining[/sblock]___________________________

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Borric Hawkins
 

Aldino blinks owlishly still taking in Hruthrip.

"What? Oh, dear, yes! This is all proving so much, ah... more. My contact is in Hruthrip; if he'll speak to me, that is."

He turns his grandfatherly smile upon Zelena and pats the gnome on the arm.

"A silver-tongued, young lass might get him to talk where an ol' codger like myself might not, eh? And this place doesn't look entirely safe either. But with a strapping, young fellow such as yourself and a trio of wizards..." He winks at Borric, grins and gestures expansively. "I'm sure there more than enough gold in that mine for all of us!"

 

"I am game to follow the hunt for dwarves gold, if that is the consensus. Waltor could afford to buy some really high quality crickets, you know."
 

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