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Message: <blockquote data-quote="pogre" data-source="post: 639696" data-attributes="member: 6588">Episode 36Episode 36Pogre’s Campaign – To Save a SoulQuint hailed from the Lower Coast, at least that’s where he spent his boyhood. His father was a sailor and a fisherman. Making ends meet in whatever way he could he brought food and more to his table for the family. His mother had worked in the taverns and had earned good coin in her day. Not just for whoring either, she had a wonderful voice and knew many country tunes that folks would buy a pint just to hear.<img src="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0701_Quint_th.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> <a href="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0701_Quint.jpg" target="_blank">Quint.</a>Quint relished sitting around the family supper table listening to his father’s tales and his mother’s songs. It was not long before the young Quint was telling some tales of his own. He did not settle down and his folks encouraged him to see the world. His favorite tale was about his struggles with a big shark off the Pirate Isles, but today he had a different tale.“I gather we have been chasing the same shadows,” Quint told the group.“What do you mean?” Scapa asked.“I’ll lay my cards on the table mates, I know yer’ chasin’ a plague cult same as me. Ye’ know the Inquisitors are involved, same as me. Ye’ know the merchant Literbian is involved, same as me. Ye’ know thar somethin’ fishy about that dog down at the print shop closin’ up, same as me. We could werk together and get to the bottom of this whole scheme.” Quint leaned back with a gleam in his eyes. He in fact did know that the group he now faced did not have some of the information he was sharing, on the other hand they had some firepower he knew they would need to face this problem.“Quint, I think we can work together,” Bridget answered. “What did you have in mind?”“Now hold on, we do not know Quint here from the Head of the Assassins’ Guild,” Johann began. “No offense Quint, but trusting people is just not something that comes naturally to me.”“No offense taken mate,” Quint answered with a smile. “I’ll tell ye’ what. I’ll jes’ keep tellin’ ye’ what I know, and ye’ tell me what ye’ want me to know. How’s dat’ fer an arrangement.”“I am satisfied,” Shannon answered. “What do you propose Quint? To be honest we knew someone in the Merchants’ Guild was involved and that their name started with “L”, but we had not gathered that it was House Literbian.”“Aye, we jes’ need a way to check in on Literbian’s warehouse,” Quint answered.“Actually, we have a plan in that regard,” Johann interjected. “But somehow, I think you already knew that.”Quint answered the fighter with a smile.…..The group traveled to Wharf Two’s gates and handed the guard their contract.“What are you picking up then sir?” the guard asked.“Pardon me?” Johann answered.“The product sir? There is no mention of the Cargo. Will you need stevedores or a cart perhaps?”“Well, uh, errr…I,” Johann stammered.“What he means is we are picking up some valuable perfumes and fine silks. We will have no need of help as we have plenty of hands,” Quint quickly interrupted.“I see,” the guard handed the contract and moved the group along.The group wandered out onto the wharf.  “Which one do you think it is?” Shannon asked.“I’ll find out,” Quint offered.Quint walked up to a large group of stevedores as the group watched. “What is he doing?” Bridget asked in a whispered tone.“It will be alright,” Johann answered.Quint talked for a few minutes with the group of men and within a few moments they were bursting into laughter. A short time later the men began pointing up and down the dock and shook Quint’s hand as he left. A couple of them laughed hard as he left their group.Quint approached his group, while the men went back to work unloading one of the ships. “Well, the warehouses are numbered just like the wharfs, from South to North. So number eleven is the second to the last on the north end,” Quint reported.“What did you say to those guys?” Shannon asked.Quint answered, “I jes’ gave ‘em a couple of ole’ mariners’ jokes. Nuthin’ fer’ holy men or ladies though.”The group moved over to warehouse eleven and found it with a large padlock on the outside.<img src="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0702_warehouse_door_th.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> <a href="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0702_warehouse_door.jpg" target="_blank">Standing before the warehouse door.</a>to be continued...</blockquote>

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