Planescape - Dead God Rising

Noch

The shadowswyft thinks quickly on the amount of beer money he can hear jingling in his head and agrees, sticking out his hand to shake with his new employer.
 

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OOC: Should I include the modifiers? I didn’t because you wanted to keep the character sheets secret but if I could just get it cleared up whether you care or not that would be great.

Sense Motive roll 12
Diplomacy roll 15


Kyran studies the man for a moment, “I’ve not heard chant of anything of that sort in the Hive. Perhaps you’d lann us. At what you’re offering I’d certainly like to know a bit more about whatever dark you’re after.”
 

Tyrjon

"Something of value? I suppose the deaths and disappearances of so many cutters are not enough to make you seek action?... "
The Scions of Pelor are thataway, Duster... Tyrjon muses to himself. Shruging inwardly, he is so far only mildly intruiged as he hadn't heard this chant on the streets yet. But cutters dying and disappearing in the Cage is about unusual as finding fiends at a banquet hosted by Asmodeus. That said, having the Dustmen in their debt certainly could come in handy...

"I can offer you no more than 50 gold each, and my gratitude. The rest is a choice you'll have to make, but I fear that something is happening in the Hive."
50. Jus' keep tellin' yerself it'll be a mead run... yeah. "Okay, you got our attention, but I'm with Kyran... you may want to elaborate a little on that last point."
 

Jema

Jema has stayed quiet druing the negotiations, ordering nothing. " We will end up in the dead book going into the Hive at antipeak " she whispers " You speak of your factions as if you hadn't heard the Lady's decree or saw the blood running in the streets. Continue talking as if it did not happen and you will find yourself in a worse place than the dead book. "

She doesn't look at Rubious, rather past him at the githyanki before lowering her gaze to the tabletop.
 

Thanee said:


there doesnt see to be any screed in the man's words.

[sblock=Dire Lemming]yes; as the other characters see yours in action they get a feel for what he is/isnt good at so yes, include the modifiers. i just didnt want anyone to know any of the characters' secrets before the game begins[/sblock]
 
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The man shudders at Jema's words. "A worse place than the dead-book? This is a place worse than the dead-book... And if you think there is a problem in the manner in which we labour at the Mortuary, please pass it on to the government. I am sure they will sort things out," he says monotonly.​
"We still exist as a faction and if no one else wants to work in the Mortuary, then I'll be damned if if its still Dustmen who clear up after everyone else's messes. We still exist and have a presence in the Cage... like most other factions. I saw the streets run red, I saw the premature ending of cagers' so-called lives. I saw many dustmen cut down before they could reach true death... by the Hells, I even saw Skall disappearing*. I know what the Lady said and that is why, like the rest of my allies I live now in the Negatvie Energy Plane... so please forgive me for wnating to leave from time to time. But it is no secret that those who work in the Mortuary are Dustmen. The Lady knows this as i am sure you alldo. Workers have gone missing - and that, if not important to you, is important to the high-ups."
"I have found no dark that may help us out. Now, it seems as though barmies are being snatched from their posts as well. The High-ups thing they may be related. I doubt it. I just do as I am told. I must go there at night becasue that is when the place comes alive."
"If you do not help me. I will find others who will. Excuse me for wasting your time," he says, getting up without any sign of emotion on his warped face.​

[sblock=*]Skall, leader of the Dustmen disappeared during the faction war, like all the other Factols. At first many Dustmen beleived that he had found true death and left this world, but as other Factols disappeared, more pragmatic dustmen began to think that the same had happened to him, even though a few still cling on to the beleif that he has found true death and will return to show him the dark of his ways[/sblock]​
 
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Noch

Noch gets up in quickly to follow Rubious. He smiles and twirls his finger next to his head to sign that the man has gone barmy. He then looks at his seated fellows in alarm and says slowly, "Easy...beer... money!" With that he walks to Rubious' side.
 

Llyra

“Don't be so huffy. It's just natural to be open to the Hive... for non-Dustmen, anyways, I guess. None of us wants to take a Cakewalk into the Hive only to bite the iron. Either way, I'm willing to take you up for your offer. I would prefer half of the jink up-front, however.”


OOC: Diplomacy 29 to calm Rubious down.
 


Tyrjon

Tyrjon quickly puts his hand on Noch's arm as he begins to rise to join the Dustman. As Rubious begins making his way towards the door with Llyra trying to reason with him, the warrior turns towards the shadowswyft and speaks in a voice barely above a whisper...

"This guy spells trouble in letters that stretch from here to the Sensorium. If we're gonna do this, we should be halfway intelligent 'bout it. I think it'd be a good idea if you hang back a bit and keep a peery eye an' ear out for sharpers, tails or anyone else on the street payin' us more mind'n they should... What do ya say?"
 
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