Ends Meat (Boddynock Judging)

[Boddynock]

I'll wait another couple of days to hear from Errandir, then pick up the threads of the adventure.

 

[Errandir]

OOC: Here. Just in time, too, it looks like...

 

[Boddynock]

Great! That's everybody.

I won't be able to get onto this before Tuesday, so don't despair!

 

[Boddynock]

OOC: All right, I'm up to date on the thread but work's picked up, so it'll be a day or so before I'm ready to take this forward.

The thread reads really well, by the way, so congratulations on some good story-telling!

 

[Errandir]

OOC: Anything going on with this?

 

[Boddynock]

Taking a deep and tremulous breath, Perkiss controls his rage and fear with obvious difficulty. Leaning forward and lowering his voice again, he says, "Well, what's your answer? Will you hear what the witness to Sal's crimes has to say?"

He pauses, somewhat embarassed, before continuing.

"Um, the only thing is that I'll need to grease a few palms to get a message to him. Twenty-five silvers should do it ... but, as you know, I don't have any cash."

 

[garyh]

Sarn grunts at Perkiss' total lack of funds. "Well, if we can get something on Sal, I'd say we do it and take him down."

 

[Voda Vosa]

"I say so as well" the druid says.

 

[Walking Dad]

"Just do it." Midias sighs.

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AC 17 (T11, FF16), HP 10/10, F +4,R+1,W+4
0 Level: Detect Magic, Light, Resistance
1 Level: Cure Light Wounds (d) - Bless, Command
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[Errandir]

Reis's hand drifts up to rub gingerly at the stab-wound from Perkiss's rapier and he scowls slightly, but does not object.