Metropolis (The World in Waiting) - Chapter One

[Festy_Dog]

The girl looks around, she had been fading in and out of unconsciousness for the trip back, but now her eyes were wide open and alert. "Help us, were are dying..."

Suddenly Ba'aktar was reminded of his experience in the orphanage. He frowned and looked away from the child, half-expecting her to start vomiting and shrinking like the other.

"There were plenty more wee'uns, that one was just the easiest to rescue of the lot," he explained.

 

[D20Dazza]

Ghost Hound Elf Bard

Looking to the Elder Ghost continues from where Ba'aktar left off "There were too many of them, we decided to leave, rest, look for aid and return to put a stop once and for all to the vile crimes being committed in that hell hole"

 

[Phoenix]

Looking to the Elder Ghost continues from where Ba'aktar left off "There were too many of them, we decided to leave, rest, look for aid and return to put a stop once and for all to the vile crimes being committed in that hell hole"

Vulgarth looks at the three of them grimly, glancing at the two children whilst silently making his decision. "It seems that we can ill afford to sit here and do nothing, but you need rest, at least for the night. I shall see what I can do to help the situation, but where do you suggest that we enlist help from to rescue these children? We have many people that live here, but we are hardly warriors as you can see!"

 

[Bront]

"Where there not a few rangers in training? I hate to take them away from the villiage, but perhaps some could be spaired for this? Ghost wanted to send a message to the surface too, to get the story out and perhaps enlist some help, but I felt safer stoping here first."

 

[Festy_Dog]

As far as Ba'aktar knew Yu'olan was dead, and he was the guy with all the connections when people needed to be hired for a job. There were undoubtedly others out there who did the same, but Ba'aktar had taken time to prove to the former city guard that he was worthy of the better jobs that came around. He wasn't in the mood right now to go earn that kind of business relation all over again, and there was insufficient time to do so anyway.

Getting good employment aside, would they have the money to afford a few mercs if Ba'aktar could find someone with the connections?

"You could get a few experienced swords if you have some coin," he suggested.

 

[Phoenix]

"Where there not a few rangers in training? I hate to take them away from the villiage, but perhaps some could be spaired for this? Ghost wanted to send a message to the surface too, to get the story out and perhaps enlist some help, but I felt safer stoping here first."

"There are hardly battle-harderned warriors capable of taking on an army of cultists, but I see your point. If we don't try, then who will?" Vulgarth looks to Ba'aktar and Ghost, "If you wish I can show you the way to the surface, or send messages. This isn't your fight gentlemen, you need not risk yourself if you don't wish."

"But if this is what you wish, Ba'aktar, we have little in the way of coin, but if you can help what we have is yours..."

 

[Festy_Dog]

"But if this is what you wish, Ba'aktar, we have little in the way of coin, but if you can help what we have is yours..."

Ba'aktar grunted and waved away the old elf's offer.

"I've a debt to repay to these two. I'll lend 'em my services till they're finished dealing with those robes," he says.

Had he gotten out on his own and not died of starvation, there'd be nil chance of him wanting to lay eyes on that cursed place again. He'd just pretend it never happened, and see if he could fetch a nice price for that coin he picked up back in the orphange. Now that he actually remembered it, Ba'aktar fished through one of his pockets for it, hoping a cultist hadn't made off with it.

 

[Phoenix]

Ba'aktar grunted and waved away the old elf's offer.

"I've a debt to repay to these two. I'll lend 'em my services till they're finished dealing with those robes," he says.

Had he gotten out on his own and not died of starvation, there'd be nil chance of him wanting to lay eyes on that cursed place again. He'd just pretend it never happened, and see if he could fetch a nice price for that coin he picked up back in the orphange. Now that he actually remembered it, Ba'aktar fished through one of his pockets for it, hoping a cultist hadn't made off with it.

[sblock]Ba'aktar could feel the smooth coin in his pocket and while the conversation was continuing, he managed a peek at it to make sure it was the same one. The coin itself was in beautiful shape, shiny and new unlike any other coin he had seen in his life. Surely it would have to be worth something. It was heavy too, unlike the coins that are used in the city at the moment which are nearly paper-thin and probably cointain very little actual gold or silver anyway. This coin was thick, heavy, and new...
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[D20Dazza]

Ghost Hound Elf Bard

"Yes, if you have something I could write on I will be able to send a story to my editor who can then run it on the front page - we might be able to get some recruits that way? Give me about an hour to put something together."

 

[Phoenix]

"Yes, if you have something I could write on I will be able to send a story to my editor who can then run it on the front page - we might be able to get some recruits that way? Give me about an hour to put something together."

Vulgarth stands slowly and nods to everybody in turn. "Other more mundane matters need my attention for the moment, everything that you may need will be provided for you. Please rest for the night and in the morning we will be able to take care of this predicament."

With that the wizened elf slowly makes his way back out into the fields, leaving the company of three to their own devices once more.