Systole
First Post
"So you're here about Daug and Walder." Gemma takes out a pipe and lights it, then puffs on it for a short time while she studies you. After a long moment, she seems to reach a decision. "Lyssanrda, come here a moment, would you?" she calls to a passing fisherwoman. She inclines her head to Harry, "Take this one over to Keller's stall. Tell them to wrap up a parcel of dried eels for him. And make sure it's wrapped good and well." The woman nods and guides Harry over to a stall that you can't help but notice is on the far side of the market.
Once Harry is out of earshot, Gemma turns back to you. "You work for them, but you're not or t'other," she says. "I'll say what I know, but I'll have your oath that if Daug and Walder got into something wicked, that those uptown don't find out. The rest of us don't want any truck with their dealings." After you agree, she continues.
"Daug, rest his soul, he wasn't a good fisherman. He was a good man and he tried hard, but with his new wife and child, money was tight. Walder was his cousin, and they was close. One night about two months ago, Daug told his wife he'd got some business that was going to set them up good for money, and that he'd be back come morning. 'Cept, of course, he wasn't back come morning, and Walder was missing too. Found Daug's boat on the jetty rocks, though. Smelled like death.
"Later on that day, the bodies washed up. Drowned." She puffs on her pipe. "Drowned maybe. They had rope burns all around like what happens when you get caught in a net, but there weren't no net." She shakes her head. "Seen plenty of men get tangled in a net and drown. Never seen 'em get free after. And where they washed up ... it's a spring tide. The only place they would have come from was the reef. Ain't no fish out by the reef. Not that reef anyways. It's a bad place."
Gemma looks at you. "So that's the thing. Daug and Walder went out to the reef at night, and came back dead. And after that, the killin' started. Now, Daug and Walder was both good men, and if they woke something, you have my oath it weren't intentional. And if they was victims, I'd see justice done."
. . . . Blind Harry . . . . . . Gemma Moressi . .
[sblock=GM]I'm assuming no one will have a problem agreeing to Gemma's terms since you've already decided on not providing your employers with full disclosure anyway. I'm also assuming your oaths will be truthful, because Gemma's Sense Motive is nothing to sneeze at.[/sblock]
Once Harry is out of earshot, Gemma turns back to you. "You work for them, but you're not or t'other," she says. "I'll say what I know, but I'll have your oath that if Daug and Walder got into something wicked, that those uptown don't find out. The rest of us don't want any truck with their dealings." After you agree, she continues.
"Daug, rest his soul, he wasn't a good fisherman. He was a good man and he tried hard, but with his new wife and child, money was tight. Walder was his cousin, and they was close. One night about two months ago, Daug told his wife he'd got some business that was going to set them up good for money, and that he'd be back come morning. 'Cept, of course, he wasn't back come morning, and Walder was missing too. Found Daug's boat on the jetty rocks, though. Smelled like death.
"Later on that day, the bodies washed up. Drowned." She puffs on her pipe. "Drowned maybe. They had rope burns all around like what happens when you get caught in a net, but there weren't no net." She shakes her head. "Seen plenty of men get tangled in a net and drown. Never seen 'em get free after. And where they washed up ... it's a spring tide. The only place they would have come from was the reef. Ain't no fish out by the reef. Not that reef anyways. It's a bad place."
Gemma looks at you. "So that's the thing. Daug and Walder went out to the reef at night, and came back dead. And after that, the killin' started. Now, Daug and Walder was both good men, and if they woke something, you have my oath it weren't intentional. And if they was victims, I'd see justice done."


. . . . Blind Harry . . . . . . Gemma Moressi . .
[sblock=GM]I'm assuming no one will have a problem agreeing to Gemma's terms since you've already decided on not providing your employers with full disclosure anyway. I'm also assuming your oaths will be truthful, because Gemma's Sense Motive is nothing to sneeze at.[/sblock]