The lead trollkin looks around a bit and motions that the rest lower and sheathe their weapon. Pointing at one of the dead men he mutters, "
Yeah, dems looked like an 'eap of trouble when dey came in, but I didna say nuffin. Dere was one bloke 'oo was vouchin' for dems." Glancing at the other body he notes, "
Ah, dat's de one 'oo was vouchin' for dem. Well, seems like it's all takin' care of den, eh?" He looks up at Alain, Cormyck and Alanna and gives you a conspiratorial wink.
He clears his throat and continues, "
Anyways, I'm sorry 'bout all de ruckus." He turns around a barks a few orders in Molgur at the other guards, who shuffle around and start picking up the bodies, and straightening chairs and tables.
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Don't worry, I noted that you have already looted the bodies. I'm assuming that you just went for loose change and the like, as there wasn't enough time to strip the bodies. I'll let you know what you made off with once I get home.
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Turning back to Cormyck, he reaches into his coat and pulls out his pistol, "
I was wonderin' 'oose dis was. 'Ere ya go, sir. Nice piece 'dat is, although a little small fer my tastes." He then passes it to the Rynnishman.
At that moment, Master Cosgrove comes running into the room, immediately sizes up the sitation, and after a meaninful glance from the head guard, approaches the group. "
I'm very sorry that I could not come earlier, ladies and gentlemen, but I was just informed of what has transpired 'ere. Believe me, we pride ourselves in security here at Sarr Ratu's house, and this is indeed a black mark on our record."
He reaches into a small satchel he is carrying and pulls out six identical letters, stamped and sealed with the emblem of the House, and passes them out to you, "
Please accept this small gift as a sincere apology from the House of Ratu for your inconvenience. It entitles you to a free lifetime membership 'ere, in addition to unlimited victuals until next Longest Night." He gives you a slightly strained smile.