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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Brimshack" data-source="post: 4233878" data-attributes="member: 34694">The next morning I thought to do August a kindness. He came downstairs to a nice cup of hot tea with bread and jam, all heated just right and perfectly timed for him to come down stairs. I set the cup of tea on the table in front of him as he sat down, gave him a little hug and told him it was going to be a bright shiny day.Normally August would have thanked me. As we were eating breakfast, a loud thud struck against the wooden door shutters, the ones August had opened the day before. I couldn’t help noticing there was still blood on the ugly curtains. Still, the noise had everyone on edge. A couple daggers and sword made an appearance right quick as we carefully approached the door and headed outside.We found a rock sitting outside the window, and that was all. It was very strange and we were about to go back inside when Carla took a moment to look around. She saw a piece of paper flittering off and away in the wind. Between it and the rock lay a piece of string. So, I guess the bad-guy messenger service is a little less than reliable these days. Harrumph!Carla couldn’t catch the paper in time, but Blizzard ran ahead and brought it back. I was simply thankful the little guy hadn’t decided to eat it. The message read.“The good we discussed is a dry on account of the client took it on the long.”There was no signature.We puzzled over the paper a bit. Most of the group figured the message wasn’t good, but we simply weren’t sure. We just kept tossing it back and forth. Finally, after studying the paper a bit, you could almost see the light go off over Carla’s head.“Oh! It means the deal is off, because the client said ‘no go’.”Bob shot her a questioning look and Carla just said, “Don’t ask.”Listening to the conversation, I reached into the cupboards to get myself a cup. A new mug was resting beside the others. I could have sworn it was the kind served at Gable One-Eye’s place. I stared at it a minute and then back at Carla. Hm…I took a different cup and got myself some water.August was simply staring off into space during the conversation. I felt badly for him. Death always retains a small hold on someone who comes that close. He would recover his good spirits in time, but it would always be that much more difficult now to keep August in good health.So, we decided to work the rumor mill a bit and see if we could learn a bit more about the Harbor Master. We set out about the city, this time keeping a bit further to the south and out of Gable’s territory.This ambush was even more pathetic than the first one. I won’t bore you with the details, and I really need a break from writing with a bloody pen. Suffice to say that we came out on top of this one. Just another bunch of thugs getting all swarmy&mean on cue, and just another bunch to get their seats given as gifts to them for the effort. The only tricky part was a crossbow bolt, fired at Carla from an unknown location. She survived the wound, and her would-be assassin survived his failure. Not much came of this little event, really.…except, it turns out we had a new enemy. My goshes! If only we had been blessed with half as many friends!Once again, the city guard let us talk to the prisoners, and once again Patty made magic friends with them before doing the talking. We learned this bunch was working for one of Gable’s rivals, a man by the name of Cobblemight. Apparently, Gable had sub-contracted Cobblemight’s crew to carry out the hit while we were working his rival’s turf.Awe!It’s not often you see enemies bury the hatchet and work together like that. It makes my heart warm just thinking that maybe we had helped spread the love between two angry people.…okay, I’m not real good at this sarcasm stuff, but just in case you weren’t sure, that’s what I was trying to say in that last line or two, because I’m really not happy about this! We’re trying to save the city, and everyone and her sister seems to want to kill us for it.Hello? Don’t you people know we’re all going to be dead in a few weeks anyway? All these guys could just sit back and watch it happen for all it really matters.UGH!I’m sorry. Sometimes, I just have to let out my inner miffed. But I’ll work on the sarcasm thing, because I think I may have cause to use it again.</blockquote>

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