[Eberron] The Forgotten Forge


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The trip deeper into the sewers is largely uneventful. Jobling and Vincennes seem to agree on how to get to the cluster you're looking for, although the goblin sulks most of the trip down and Vincennes's forced comradery from before has given way to a thinly veiled contempt for Jobling. The man frequently hangs back, chatting with the party, while Jobling leads you through the tangle of sewers under Dorasharn.

Plonk:
Much to your consternation, Jobling seems to be rather nimble and manages to avoid falling into at least six or seven different steam vents, valves, pipes, and similar hazards. He's at least as competent as Vincennes.

Everyone: It's hard to tell how far down you've been and how far you've gone when, at an intersection, Jobling starts to turn left, down a rickety side tunnel. Vincennes shouts after him, "Hey, Jobling! Where're you going there? The cluster's over this way." He points straight ahead. The man looks angry.

The goblin shakes his head. "Not true. This way's quicker. Easier."

Vincennes advances on Jobling, grabbing him by the cloak and pulling him up off the ground. "You know there's trouble down that hall. You were going to lead us right into the maw of some dark horror. Plonk's right about you. I thought you had turned it around since the last time we worked together." He drops the goblin. "You're lucky that I'm not running the show this time." Vincennes looks back at the party to see which way you want to head.
 
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Plonk thumbs his chin. "I would say straight ahead. What do you others think?" Anyway, we'll keep BOTH of them in front, he thinks to himself.
 

Rawhide eyes both Jobling and Vinecennes very carefully, watching their reactions and interactions, trying to determine who is telling the truth and who is not. When Vinecennes picks Jobling up off the ground, however, something snaps within the shifter, and he remembers all the times that he has seen -or experienced- actions just like that before. He rushes up upon Vinecennes and slamms him up against the wall, snarling, frothing at the mouth.

"NO MORE ARGU'N! NO MORE! D'YA HEAR! ACTS NICE OR I EATS YOU BOTH!!!"

There is no doubt that there is madness and murder in Rawhide's eyes...
 
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Gannon rushes up to Rawhide and Vinecennes and tries to seperate the two. He gives Rawhide a determined look and talks to him in a slow and calm voice. "Easy does it, Rawhide. Let go of the man. You're not a part of their little argument. Let go of him. Get a hold of yourself. If you don't, I'll be forced to leave you behind, and I wouldn't want to do that. You accepted me as the leader of this group, now accept my decision and let go."
 

Rawhide looks to Gannon briefly, but that single look would be enough to send shivers down most men's spines... His words come haltingly, as if he has to force his mind to override his anger to even speak, "Me...not...let...go...'til...dey...say...dey...stop.......Me...not...lik'...'dis...bickerin'...stuff..."
 

Rawhide: [Sense Motive check] You can't tell who's telling the truth.

Everyone: Vincennes shrugs at Rawhide's demand. "It's over." The man seems nonplussed by the shifter and his demands. Jobling, adjusting his cloak and dusting himself off, doesn't add anything, although the hatred he holds for Vincennes is obvious based on the look in his eyes.
 

Plonk sighs and wonders how he got together with this group. "Well, so where are we headed esteemed leader? You should make the choice."
 

Flawed is quite surprised by Rawhide lashing out against Vincennes, and once the group moves along again, it moves closer to the shifter and asks silently "Why did you react so strongly to the two guides arguing?"
The reaction piqued Flawed's interest, seeing that it has a similar problem with swords ever since it came out of the forge.
 

Kajamba Lion said:
Vincennes shrugs at Rawhide's demand. "It's over." The man seems nonplussed by the shifter and his demands. Jobling, adjusting his cloak and dusting himself off, doesn't add anything, although the hatred he holds for Vincennes is obvious based on the look in his eyes.

Rawhide drops the man where he stands, but keeps his murderous eyes on him a moment longer. He expells air loudly through his nose, as would an animal trying to ward off a foul scent. He then moves away without another word to anyone.

Later, at the warforged's question, the shifter responds. "Me seen 'nuff o' dat kinda stuff ta last ferever. Makes me mad..." There is a distinct undertone of sadness in Rawhide's voice.
 

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