DT's Old School Campaign- (Chapter 4: The Guild and The Girl)

"We don't want to make any trouble in there, it's rumored to be a thieves guild safe house. Perhaps they had something to do with her disappearance. Though I can't put together why the lock would be so shabbily broken then."


"Maybe she was a price for admission to the guild? He wanted in and didn't have the skills to do it right?"
wonders Rovan.
 

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Quinn is finally putting two and two together, and coming up with keep your eyes open and mouth shut.Then he goes against his wone advice and says,"perhaps we be a needin to find something to hold against Ponch to gives us leverage again the boy? Eh, capn? Mateys?
 

Edvan looks at Quinn and blinks. "Ponch is a dead man, Quinnsy. Just best if he don't knows it, yet." He shrugs. "Maybe it ain't too late to saves Vera. He gots fingers, I gots leverage." Edvan rests his hand on his axe.
 

The Wilders hid in the mistier parts of the aptly named Fog Street, down the street and south a bit from the entrance to Mermaid's Tavern. Lola and Rovan stood together and talk as distracted lovers, while the other three members of the party pretended to be engaged in comradery conversation. Ponch came out of the tavern a half hour later and mistook their fog-wrapped silhouettes for common passerbys. He started to walk north along Water Rat Road and was pursued by the five.

The man was dim, and didn't even notice he was being followed until Lola snuck up behind Ponch and swept one of his legs. Hilmdyn and Edvan grabbed his arms and the scruff of his neck before Ponch could react and drug him down a small, dark alley on the western side. Quinn held his blade to the man's neck, while Rovan put a finger to his own lips in a sign that Ponch would best be served by keeping quiet. Ponch got the picture and unconvincingly stammered as quietly as he could manage, "I told you I don't know nothing about the broad. You best be careful! I have friends! Dangerous friends. What's it going to take for you to leave me alone?"
 

"You're a liar, Ponch. Mario tolds me all about it. So, you answers us a few questions and we'll leaves you alone. First thing I wants to know: Is Vera still alive? Then I wants to know where she's at. And the names of these friends of yours what beat her up and took her away from her loving Da."
 

Ponch looked as if he was going to lie again, but a bit of roughing up loosened his tongue. "Me and a friend of mine named Mack took the girl some time back. Mack's the one who hit her, I swear! Won't do you much good, though. Mack got himself stabbed and killed in a knife fight a week ago. We sold her to Liar Mukang!"

Rovan and Lola
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You grow cold when you hear the name, as he is the owner of an establishment known for decadence among the city's elite and criminal underground. The Pleasure Dome is owned by Liar Mukang, reportedly a far eastern prince, and guarded by more than 200 slaves. Typically, guests can only enter if they are lucky enough to be invited. Visitors can enjoy constant feasting and shows by the many harem girls that are used by slaves by the wicked Liar. It is said that uninvited visitors are brought before Mukang in shackles and invited to tell a tale. Those that successfully entertain Mukang and his guests may remain as guests, those that fail do not come off well at all. The man is well connected, and it is said that he sometimes captures free women despite the laws against such things.
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Edvan nodded thoughtfully. "So, Mack's dead and you solds Vera to some man named Liar Mukang. You gots anything else to say before we go?"
 

To help edvan make his point, Quinn presses his cutlass to his neck, but not hard enough to draw blood, . . . yet.
 

Rovan steps right into Ponch's face "You stole your boss's daughter. The man who looks after you, protects you, pays you. And you betrayed him in the worst possible way. You took something far more precious than coins from him. And for what? Did you want her? Did she reject you? You took her to rape her? To sell her for a handful of coins? You are such vile scum I fear I sully myself to be around you. Ed, Quinn, hold his arms." says Rovan with a look of disgust on his face.

Ed and Quinn hold Ponch's arms, pinning him against the wall. Rovan pulls his dagger and cut a strip from Ponch's shirt. He stuff that in Ponch's mouth before cutting his belt and dropping his pants. Rovan takes his balde as Ponch's eyes go wide and he struggles as Rovan cuts of his manhood as associated structures. Ponch emits a muffled scream through the gag before passing out from the drink and the pain. Rovan looks at Quinn. "Kill him and dump him in the sea, hopefully it will not reject his foul carcass." he says .

"I need a drink, and we all need to talk."
 

without even a second look quins says to Rovan,,"Aye Capn'.", then to Edvin, "We be needin your hand cart, Matey. I care not to soil me self of this sewage any longer then i have to, ifin ye please Sir."
 

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