(IC) DND 3.5 Enter Planescape

[OneCrappy DM]

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's name? - oh, well, the departed spirit o' your servant. Hey, is that a gold tooth he's got?".

 

[TaranTheWanderer]

Spoiler: Mr. Black (mini-sheet)

Mr. Black Perception: 0 Sense Motive: 4 Search: 6	AC: 14; FF: 13; Touch: 11	Spell Slots" 0: [X] [X] [] [] [] 1st: [X] [x] [] []
HP: 8 Init: 1	Fort: 2 Ref: 1 Will: 2	Buffs: none

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Mr. Black asks the men,

"We're looking for a barmy bubber named Eliath. You seen 'im or his corpse? A short, wiry fellow who's missed a few meals too many. Last heard, he was wearin' his tattered blue wizard's robes. His hair's white, and squints'"

 

[Neurotic]

"I never heard of the hair that squints, he must be powerful spellslinger."
Luke quips from the side

 

[TaranTheWanderer]

Mr. Black rolls his eyes with much emphasis.

 

[OneCrappy DM]

Alleyway
"We might've seen 'im, but our memory's none to good."