Iron Heroes - Dark Harbor

[Ambrus]

"Indeed. The tower guards will be the people who compile the salvage manifests in the first place. We'll have to watch over the process carefully to see where the error occurs. Still, according to Mister Tremance the errors only occur with the salvage transported by Covis regardless of which guards actually do the tallying. He will bear watching from the moment we sign on with him."

Damien turns back to the weary Tremance. "Speaking of signing on; there is of course the matter of the twenty gold coins transportation fee that must be paid to Covis for his services. Since we won't be able to investigate Covis without it, we'll need it along with the twenty silver coins retainer and the licenses before we leave here Sir."

 

[Dalamar]

You're not sure, but it starts looking like steam would start coming out of Tremance's ears if it was humanely possible.
"Get... out...
I'll have the twenty silver and the licenses by tomorrow morning. Untill then, I want nothing to do with you."

 

[Einan]

Gregghor laughs heartily at the image of the flustered man, and moves to the exit, still chuckling. When outside, he turns to his companions and said, "In the hills we had an old toothless bear one of the old men kept as a pet. He shaved its ass and it looked much like that after eating old berries! Ha!"

 

[Erekose13]

Ghuntomas follows the others out, a little embarassed at how far Damien managed to push their employer. In any case once out side he laughs at Gregghor's joke before adding, "I think we may want to see what information we can gather on this Covis fellow. In order to cover our tracks, perhaps we can attempt to gather some intelligence on a number of different boat captains. As adventurers we would need to anyways if we were to find a way to the Towers on our own." Ever practical you note that he wasted no time with humor and moved directly to the matter at hand.

[ooc: it would appear that none of us is very charismatic (12 is the highest), though at least Damien has ranks in Gather Info which is more than the rest of us can say.]

 

[Ambrus]

Damien watches Tremance's heated reaction calmly with his brow gently furrowed. "That's twenty two gold coins Sir, not twenty silver. We'll see you tomorrow then. Good day Sir." Damien nods politely, turns and follows the others out while closing the office door behind him. Seeming not to share in Gregghor's amusement, Damien just shakes his head in mild contempt. Dislikes paperwork, has no patience or tact and he's an imbecile. How did Tremance get promoted up here? Nepotism perhaps.

At Ghuntomas' idea Damien's ears perk up. He seems mildly surprised but then reacts with a genuine smile. Seeming to drop the more refined manner of speech he was using with Tremance Damien says: "That's a pretty good idea... Ghuntomas isn't it? A real good idea." Seems the man has a keen mind, an unexpected but pleasant surprise. We may just be able to make a go of this endeavour even in spite of Tremance. "But first we've go to go to the Wharves Office to register our intention to take a foray to the Drowning Towers. We'll get a list of authorized captains able to take us. Afterwards we can start asking around about them all."

Damien leads the way down the stair to the large room of the Excise House's first floor. Turning towards Grendel Damien smiles knowingly and continues: "I'd think the place to get the goods on a captain would be in Haborside; wouldn't you say so Grendel? Know any good taverns where we could find some sailors in the know?

 

[Erekose13]

"Lead on Damien, you seem to know your way around not only the city but also its over-burdened bureaucracy." replies Ghuntomas, liking this much less haughty side of Damien already.

 

[Einan]

Gregghor finally stops his laughing at Damien's suggestion of a tavern. "I will journey with Grendel then. I have a great thirst for ale."

 

[Old Fezziwig]

"The Mast & Mainsail is really our only option as far as an inn in Harborside. And it'd be the best place for us to start, I think, too, as it's the only place that offers rooms. We can hit the smaller taverns after that."

 

[Ambrus]

"It's not overburdened really. There are just some people who make everything harder than they need to." Damien subtly jerks his head over his shoulder towards the second floor leaving no doubt about who he's talking about. Turning to the large thirsty barbarian with an uncertain look Damien says: "Uhm. I meant that we should all go the the Wharves Office together; we all have to sign up I'm afraid." The mild mannered scribe smiles nervously up at Gregghor and continues: "Then we can go to a tavern together. I'd like to share a pint too after all."

Damien leads the way out of the Excise House and turns right on the gravel and dirt street.

 

[Einan]

Gregghor scratches his chin at this, then nods. "Very well. Bird talk and business, then drink after. Sooner started, sooner over. Let us go now."