[Eberron] The Forgotten Forge

[Old Fezziwig]

Rawhide: While you're tracing circles in the dirt and muck, the small goblin pounces on the chairleg, bringing it back to his pile of junk. He holds it protectively, looking warily at you over his shoulder.

 

[Ashy]

Rawhide sighs, ignoring the goblin, but bellows, to no one in particular, "Boss's SLOW! We's needs a new boss!"

 

[Knight Otu]

Somehow, Flawed lost sight of Gannon, and walks over to Plonk.

 

[MadMaxim]

Seeíng that the goblin wasn't exactly outright eager to help him and his little walk-away stunt didn't turn out the way he thought it would, Gannon returns to the goblin. He takes 5 gold pieces from his purse and puts them on the table. "5 gold pieces for the information we need, nothing more, nothing less, okay?" Gannon says in a rather angry tone. "I'm usually a rather reasonable man, but if you don't give us the information we need for that amount of gold, I'll have my trusty companion (points towards Rawhide) tear your head off, and believe me, he's extremely good at it..."

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Gannon, Rawhide: [Intimidate check, +2 circumstance bonus (Rawhide)] Jobling frowns, snatching the money. "Fine. I'll help you. What do you need to know?" He's clearly not happy about this arrangement, but, like the other goblin, very much afraid of the shifter.

Plonk, Flawed: [Diplomacy check] The man nods. "That'll work for me -- it's fifty more silver than I had a moment ago." He grins. "The name's Vincennes. Where's the rest of your group, and when do we start?"

 

[Ashy]

Rawhide yawns dramatically as Gannon points at him....

 

[MadMaxim]

"I need directions for the deepest parts of Dorasharn Tower, some fifty-seven levels below the current sewers. Can you guide us there?" Gannon asks. Nice move, Rawhide. I think you really scared him.

 

[Krug]

"We can start now, if you have your materials ready," says Plonk. "I'm Plonk, as I have said. Well met, Vincennes." Plonk lets the others introduce themselves. He rubs Flawed's armor almost reflexively.

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Gannon, Rawhide: Jobling nods, sighing. "Yeah, I can do that, although it's not safe. The lot of you would be lucky to survive it." He sneers and starts bundling up his wares, shooing humans, goblins, and poor shifters away.

Plonk, Flawed: Vincennes introduces himself to Flawed and then says, "I can leave right away. I carry everything I need on my back." He looks over towards Gannon and Rawhide. "I'm guessing by their cleanliness," he pauses as he looks at Rawhide again, "or approximate cleanliness, that they're the other half of your group. It seems they've struck up a deal with Jobling, too."

 

[Krug]

"Never trust a goblin," says Plonk, agitated. "Lets round up the other two after they've found out what they need and be on our way."