(IC) DND 3.5 Enter Planescape

Alleyway
Luke you notice that these men are collectors, one of the gangs of Sigil. They're an unsavory lot, but they don't look for fights. Instead they loot the dead and sell the bodies to the dustmen, the head of the pack of six speaks up "Eh, a gad of em barmies gettin' boxed. It's like they fall asleep and don't wake up. Very peaceful that." he looks down at the body "O whatever power this poor sod worship'd, look kindly upon the departed spirit of," He pauses to look up at you all "Anyone know this sod'sname? - oh, well, the departed spirit o' your servant. Hey, is that a gold tooth he's got?".
 

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