InVinoVeritas
Adventurer
The tinker and his cart.
"Eh? I ain't done nothing, officer, it's all me own pride and property!" the salesman responds, reflexively.
After a moment, he calms down, looks around, and replies, nervously, "Eh, of course, always welcome to help a good officer of the law, no question, it's all the help I can give..."
As the bag is wrestled into the cart, the tinker senses a new source of fear. "Cor, what is--no, never mind, I shan't ask..." In silence, he finishes transporting the sack to headquarters, staying silent all the way.
At HQ, Gis stands, and calls out, "Calahan! Get that sack to Hieran, NOW! We'll need a full analysis on its contents! The rest of you, in the office, now. I need a full report!"
Gis paces in his office, concerned.
"So, I hear that Lord D'Marosso is dead, something about worms. What do you know? And how did he seem before he left?"
Gis clutches at his stomach, as if feeling for something.
[sblock=Photo credit]
Photo of rag and bone man by *Firefox.
Photo in Warwick Castle Dungeon by marcus3595.
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