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Message: <blockquote data-quote="jkason" data-source="post: 5715467" data-attributes="member: 2710">[gm]D'oh! Completely missed that.[/gm]Renlow raises a critical eyebrow to the sorceress, and there's a long pause, then he sighs and rolls his eyes. "Maybe Parsons was right. You lot'll be the death of me yet. Fine. Nevil, knock the midgit on the head and drag him below. I think we've got some chains down there," the dwarf says. Nevil does exactly this, apparently quite relieved with the decision. When both the knocked out halfling and the half-elf are below, Renlow says, "I've got a small hidden cargo bunker for ... well, for things I want hidden, eh? I can keep him in there. And if he doesn't make so much trouble of himself that I dump him in the river before I get back to her, we'll leave him to Allebasi's tender mercies. And just in time," Renlow says, pointing.In the dark, Martna glitters with hundreds of tiny lights, emanating from the windows and lamps that dot the city. It has the look of a new town, built primarily of wood, though some older buildings linger here and there. Nevil comes up, presumably having locked the pirate away in the hidden hold, and scurries about preparing the barge for docking. Even this late at night, harbor patrol appears to be active, as a small docking craft with a pair of armed escorts aboard pulls up from the glittering mass of the city to hitch to the barge and pull her in. Soon The Downpour is fully secured, and after heading below himself briefly to check on the state of things, Renlow comes back up with a small ledger."I'll have to be checking in with the harbor master, give him my bills of lading before I unload.""Bit late for him, I'm afraid, sir," says one of the harbor guards, the younger of the two. Renlow sighs. "Well, then, it'll have to wait until morning. I assume The Sow's Ear is still open?"The older guard scoffs derisively at the reference, but the square-jawed guardsman who first spoke just smiles wryly and says, "Aye, sir."Renlow nods and smiles, himself. "Well, from the sounds of it, I might be seeing you there later," he says mischievously before turning back to the party."Looks like this is where we part ways, folks. It's too late for The Hidden Clearing, so you'll have to meet up with Inar tomorrow night. I'd suggest The Eel's Belly if you're looking for a decent inn." He points to a quaint, clean-looking inn visible from the docks. "Clean, cheap, and close. Now, if you'll all excuse me, much as I love The Downpour, this sailor needs to stretch his legs, eh?"</blockquote>

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