Final words...

[ajanders]

"
" I am most impressed that you have arrived here so neatly and hastily, as I cannot imagine that you had had much notice. The efficiency of your patron in tracking us is most impressive, and disturbing. I should find it a good challenge to try and lose them at some point, but for now a sturdy dwarf in search of eldritch scroll I do be. "

James shrugs.
"We've got a chappie with a bit of a crystal ball, a nice pastel of you, and one of your knives. Incidentally, he wishes you'd stop being so infernally strong-willed, because trying to scry you gave him a raging headache and he's taking the rest of the week off.
Can you tell us anything about these emerald and black fellows?"

 

[ajanders]

Zook pats the woman on the head
I am terribly sorry. Those were terrible atrocities. I can only hope we stop the order before they do terrible things with this knowledge.I will do as you say.

The woman leans against Zook, apparently taking comfort from his sympathy and support.

Zook finds himself confronted with yet another facet of his unfolding personality, from scholar to gnome-of-action to master pugilist to ladies gnome.

(OOC Dice LOVE you.)

 

[Kaodi]

" Only that they much adore their mechanical bows and magical wands, and are accompanied by a beast man of inhospitable disposition, " says Bhalag.

" I think perhaps we have met them before, at the Library, where I met same halfling friend. There they were students of some game, football or somesuch. Guilt rides them as if they were a horse, for I believe they are the same that begat the carnage that I was most unjustly detained for. "

 

[Moggthegob]

OOC: wow good things just sorta happen to Zook. That is just the kind of guy he is. Multi-faceted and filled with the PASSION!!

He whispers in her ear " So do you want to talk about it. What was your personal stake in this.

 

[ajanders]

" Only that they much adore their mechanical bows and magical wands, and are accompanied by a beast man of inhospitable disposition, " says Bhalag.

" I think perhaps we have met them before, at the Library, where I met same halfling friend. There they were students of some game, football or somesuch. Guilt rides them as if they were a horse, for I believe they are the same that begat the carnage that I was most unjustly detained for. "

"Crossbows and a shifter? Did you get a name?"

 

[Kaodi]

Bhalag scratches his head for a moment and answers, " Uh... Manticore? "

 

[ajanders]

Bhalag scratches his head for a moment and answers, " Uh... Manticore? "

James nods.
"That explains the body count. Manticore kills when he's balked. Or bored. Or feels he needs to make a point. If you get to him before I do, I'd consider a personal favor if you'd stab him in as many sensitive places as possible."

 

[Kaodi]

" Oh, I am looking forward to that... " says Bhalag.

 

[ajanders]

OOC: wow good things just sorta happen to Zook. That is just the kind of guy he is. Multi-faceted and filled with the PASSION!!

He whispers in her ear " So do you want to talk about it. What was your personal stake in this.

"Do you know why wars start, little scholar?
They are destructive and cruel. They interfere with the orderly transcendence of the soul. They distract from learning and growing. Why should you and I have a war between us?

 

[ajanders]

" Oh, I am looking forward to that... " says Bhalag.

"Race you." James smiles wolfishly.
"Manticore's not good for anything except finding people and killing them. Oh, and collecting a bounty on. But if you get it, you owe me a beer for telling you."

James riffles through a folio and pulls out a sketch of a familiar looking skytruck.
"He stole one of these this morning. We haven't found it yet, so you should assume he's still got it."
James taps his chin.
"You could fly that from Sharn to First Tower if you were suitably insane and didn't mind throwing people off to lighten the load. Manticore doesn't."
James cranes his neck to look out the window.
"So we aren't even close to out of the woods yet. Did anyone give you an emergency writ?"