[LPF] A Soul Indiscretion

[GlassEye]

Fury grins, unrepentant at his behavior towards the Commander. "Croakers aren't going to be impressed with 'please' and 'thank you'." He places his hand on the hilt of his rapier. "They only respect one thing, and that's whether we could take them or not. I'd rather not try it, though. You know where this Blanther fellow is?"

 

[perrinmiller]

Borric Hawkins, Male Human Fighter

Borric ignores Swayze's request himself and jerks a thumb over his should indicating that he should talk to Fury. He gladly accepts Zelena's offer to be cleaned up. "Thank you, milady of short stature."

As they discuss the future plans, he speaks up, "We can talk to these fooking gangers in a language they understand, mate. We just need to find a few alone. We be representatives of law now." He emphasizes the point by slashing at some imaginary Croakers with the bladed end of his polearm.

He stops goofing around and mentions seriously, "Say, are we going to have time to swing by the merchant district? I have to pick something up. It could help with certain ah... types of persuasion. I can be quick and meet you on the way to see this Blatherer fellow."

He is not the least bit offended by Zelena's implication he might be rude in the future. Being an ass and jerk are pretty much normal behavior for Borric.

[sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 20 (18 without shield/flat-footed, 12 Touch)
HP: 23 Current: 13
CMB: +5 CMD: 17 Fort: +5 Reflex: +2 Will: +1 (+2 vs. Fear)

Current Weapon in Hand: Guisarme[/sblock]___________________________

Borric Hawkins

 

[Aldern Foxglove]

"I know where ye can find the Croakers, if ye give me a taste of cactus..." Swayze says beaming.

[sblock=GlassEye]Blanther could be anywhere in or around Venza really being a roving reporter for the most part. The Glass Trumpet does have an office, but its very small and mostly just the owner's home.[/sblock]

 

[Gerald007]

"I apologize, Zelena...I forgot my manners. This is Waltor," he adds with a bit of flourish, presenting his scorpion which was currently skittering down his right arm. The little vermin almost bowed upon being presented to the gnome.

 

[perrinmiller]

"I know where ye can find the Croakers, if ye give me a taste of cactus..." Swayze says beaming.

Borric remarks to Fury, "I am surprised he stayed, but if we are going Croaker huntin, you should offer him some more of this pesh. Or can we get some off the Croakers if we negotiate a proper deal." He has a menacing gleam in his eye, as he relishes the prospect of some martial negotiations with his new flail.

As Syl is introducing his pet, he shudders before commenting, "Man, no offense Syl, but your little bug there is a tad creepy. I heard they like hiding in your boots when you sleep, what happens if you slip your foot in and squish him after you wake up? Ooo, better question, what happens when you take him with into the brothel. Do they charge extra for your friend to watch?"

[sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +4
AC: 20 (18 without shield/flat-footed, 12 Touch)
HP: 23 Current: 13
CMB: +5 CMD: 17 Fort: +5 Reflex: +2 Will: +1 (+2 vs. Fear)

Current Weapon in Hand: Guisarme[/sblock]___________________________

Borric Hawkins

 

[toasterferret]

Falkner stifles a chuckle at Borric's antics, before speaking up.

"If we go the the Glass Trumpet office there is a chance we could get in contact with Blanther there, or at least get the word out we are looking for him. In my experience, offering the press an exclusive interview can really get them on your side. Another option is to ask around for a bit, but that seems like it could be a long shot."

 

[Aldern Foxglove]

[sblock=Fury and Zelena]
You are aware that the Glass Trumpet operates out of an apartment over a cobblers in Incubine. It is owned by the half elven Cobbler Hernado Giatorae[/sblock]

[sblock=Fury]Its unlikely that you would find one of the reporters at the office, the Trumpet is mostly just managed there. Scribes make copies in their own homes and pay a fee to distribute it in a certain area, the reporters, of whom there are three only visit to drop of stories and collect their pay.[/sblock]

 

[Gerald007]

"Now Borric, creepy is an interesting word for you to use, especially concerning the rumors floated about your last 'performance' at the brothel. Apparently the entertainers were concerned by the amount of crying coming from such a large individual."

Syl pats Waltor, who was hissing at the comments from the warrior. "Waltor, stop that. you know Borric was only joking with you. No one would think you were anythign other than a fine example of scorpion-hood."

 

[GlassEye]

Fury looks thoughtful (which isn't very often for him) and rubs his chin as he thinks. "Eh, we could go to the office of the Glass Trumpet; it's in Incudine and I'm pretty sure I know where its at but catching Blanther or one of the other reporters might take a while. This seems like something best wrapped up sooner rather than later. With the lot of you I think we could have a fine conversation the Croakers."

Fury glares up the stairs. "You got gold for your Pesh, now shut up a minute."

 

[Aldern Foxglove]

"I spent it." Swayze says, unconvincingly but he does go quiet.