Off On the Road to Zilargo (con't)
Of course I was going to go see her. But how could I have been so stupid? I should have listened to myself when we were watching Voren’s home.
I tossed the Ledger to Bynara. She dropped the dagger she was inspecting. Dorbo looked at me strangely, still thumbing through Voren’s notebook. I went to throw water on my face, and change my tunic.
‘The Hostelers Guild will not confirm that the Blackstone’s fabled security marks and glyphs that guard the prestigious Inn were cirumvented or avoided. A City Watch source, who wished not to be identified, confides initial evidence points to perpetrators who possessed intimate knowledge of the Blackstone’s inner workings......
......eyewitnesses reported several small humanoids quite, possibly goblins or kobolds, escaping in the early hours of Far after an aborted attempt to gain entry to a guest’s room......
......two Blackstone security officers were injured by grenadelike weapons in a chaotic scene.....
......No injuries amongst the guests have been reported.’
An inside job. Goblins. I should have visited her or sent a message.
I dried my face. “Bynara, tell me everything that passed between Koba and Voren.”
She looked up from the Ledger.” Well, they discussed the Dragoneye; Voren had brought him a book- he called it a codex of some kind, it had a strange name, I dont remember.. Voren had translated it. Koba was needling him. Asking him if he shared his information with anyone else, and if all the pages about the Dragoneye were there. Voren said it was all there, everything to do with the, the prophecy, he called it.”
Bynara folded the broadsheet and put it away. ”Koba was upset that Voren had delayed for so long, accused him of avoiding him. He was suspicious. He asked about Hennet. Voren said he was most likely dead. Then Voren wanted to get paid, and well you know the rest.”
I was afraid she was going to say that : He asked about Hennet.
I adjusted my armor and my sword belt. “So Koba at least knew of Hennet, and he might have known who Honora was. After seeing the paper, I'll wager he knew she visited us.”
“If this Koba has a following among goblins, even a small following, he has eyes and ears all around town." Anvil added. " Goblins do much of the menial and physical labor in Sharn."
Dorbo nodded.”The burglars in our office. But ya’ve no real proof. That an’ the Blackstone might be coincidence.”
Maybe, but the way this case was going our luck didnt seem that good.
Anvil picked up the Ledger, and scanned it again. “If the goblins were indeed looking to kidnap or injure the young lady, why did they not attempt to after she left our office?”
I shrugged.
Anvil nodded. “And this all related to the Dragoneye?”
“Whatever that is," Bynara cackled,"Your theory’s paranoid Calib; I like it.”
I was ready to go, but tired. “Look, Koba and his gobs may not know who we are. I’m going to check on Honora Onaan and get her out of Sharn. I’ll question her some more, and get her on the next rail out.”
I was thinking fast, trying not to forget anything. “ By, get our office funds out of the bank, as pitiful as they will be. Hustle up some travel papers and alert the House that we’re heading to Zilargo. Ask them to keep an eye on our office.”
I strode to the door of the room and turned to Dorbo and Anvil. “Check out Voren’s place just in case. Everyone get some rest then let’s meet at the Hub by the thirteenth hour. Ill get Honora on a rail and then we’ll check out Lyrandar or Orien for transport to Trolanport. Ok?”
They all nodded. They all looked tired, even Anvil.
“Watch yourselves. Thirteenth hour.”