Hunters Needed in the Western Heartlands (IC Thread)

[industrygothica]

Sylvan Glade
"I am Captain Ghini Eagleye. I am told by Sven that while you may look like little more than merchant guards, you have already encountered some of our wolves. I was also informed there was five of you..."

"Good day to you too, ma'am," Riley says as he stands up and extends his hand in greeting. His friendly tone belied the sarcasm in the statement; he was well aware that she hadn't bid them a good day, or even said hello, for that matter. Still, he presented a wide smile and a helping hand, though he was sure that he already didn't like the woman.

"I'm certain Mr. Himdahl will be with us soon enough. Just getting a feel for the place, I'm sure. Won't you sit with us?" he asks as he produces a chair for her.

 

[hero4hire]

"Your informants have not led you astray errr...Captain." Ulrich said awkardly while finishing a mug of hard cider. He did not make eye contact with the woman, perhaps out of shyness. Spending most of your life in a monastary has that effect.

 

[xmanii]

"How about I get you all a drink, for the duty you are doing for us all?"

"Aye, me throat is parched, walking behind that horse all blasted day!" Khondar exclaims loudly.

 

[xmanii]

Sylvan Glade


"I am Captain Ghini Eagleye. I am told by Sven that while you may look like little more than merchant guards, you have already encountered some of our wolves. I was also informed there was five of you..."

Giving her a blank look, Khondar takes another drink of his ale, wiping the ale from his beard, after setting the tankard down.

 

[hippocrachus]

Albion wasn't good at reading people, so he couldn't tell if the man was holding back or just didn't have anything to say.
No matter. Maybe the others will wish to work together with this mystery band...
"Yes. The quicker the better." He looked over his shoulder, out the shop window, and saw a woman in light armor leading a large dog into the inn. He remembered Sven said the Captain was a woman and that she would be there shortly. "Ah. Excuse me. The good Captain will be expecting me at the Glade no doubt. I hope to speak with you again, Maester Trus." The unfamiliar word seemed to fit well with his phony Luskan accent.
Albion left the general store and walked back to the inn with a quickened step. Law enforcement officers were always sticklers for punctuality; he was sure he'd get an earful for his tardiness.
Not the best way to start off, but then again, I am a merchant. He grinned at nothing. I was just mingling...
He stepped into the Sylvan Glade for the first time and wasn't at all surprised to see the only patrons at the moment were his companions.
"Greetings!" he said and walked over to the others. "I hope you don't mind my absence? I felt the need to chat with the local mercantile..."
It wasn't really a lie and he didn't mind if the good Captain thought less of him, for it was all part of the act.

 

[Verbatim]

The Sylvan Glade

"Good day to you too, ma'am," Riley says as he stands up and extends his hand in greeting. His friendly tone belied the sarcasm in the statement; he was well aware that she hadn't bid them a good day, or even said hello, for that matter. Still, he presented a wide smile and a helping hand, though he was sure that he already didn't like the woman.

"I'm certain Mr. Himdahl will be with us soon enough. Just getting a feel for the place, I'm sure. Won't you sit with us?" he asks as he produces a chair for her.

"Thank you, but no. There are many things I need to see to check on besides the stew."

Glancing towards the cowled form of Shadowleaf, Captain Ghini appeared ready to speak to him when Albion/Himdahl entered the inn.

Turning around at his entrance, Albion saw the woman's features soften slightly, but was not sure what if he had missed something, or if he was seeing something that wasn't there. She simply nodded slightly at his explanation and then addressed them all.

"I asked Sven to bring me back experienced hunters from Dagger Falls, and I get a group of rowdies and merchant guards. The last merchant that brought guards with him was torn to shreds in his sleep, but so far you have fared better than he did with his first meeting. The offer is five silver per wolf slain and I would hope you realize the town is giving all they can for a bounty so high."

 

[hippocrachus]

"Daryc Himdahl, furniture merchant out of Luskan," he said and offered Captain Ghini a relaxed handshake. "Like I told Maester Trus: Waterdeep isn't known for its muscle, Captain Ghini." He gave her a contrite smile and sat down with the others.
It must be the most exciting thing to happen to Aulbesmil in two generations, he thought while listening with an intent look. He wanted to hear the others say the offered bounty was fine before doing so himself. They were as much his merchant guards as he was a merchant, afterall.

 

[hero4hire]

Ulrich falls silent when he hears the townsfolk will be strapped financially with paying them the bounty.

Once they were done, he would give most of his share back, keeping just enough to live on. The Ilamatari would have it no other way.

 

[xmanii]

Khondar continues eating as he listens to the lady.

 

[industrygothica]

Riley really hadn't thought about any sort of payment for hunting the wolves. He was honestly just in it for the adventure. A few coins would be nice, however, but he'd probably refuse most of it when the time came. He kept those thoughts to himself for the time being, however, and continued listening to the captain.