Project Black Dagger - MISSION: SIREN'S CALL

[Viking Bastard]

The butler disappears, but returns quickly with a pint of ale. "We did not have any Mountain Ale, but this is imported from the Old World, from the plains people. It's quite strong and the strongest we have."

 

[Timothy]

Kudos sits down and looks around as if he ownes the place.
"Gimme some Whiskey, form the Northern Wastes, or just the strongest that you have."
Kudos then pulls out his revolv ers and begins cleaning them on the (nice and clean) chair.

 

[Viking Bastard]

Oooh, you're back!

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The butler gets Kudos his whiskey.

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In a short while, the young man you know from the slide show
earlier in the evening walks in shakes Jack's hand. He prepares
to greet his companions, but quickly backs off. He smiles and
hands Jack a file folder while never taking his eyes off Kudos
and Keldor.

"Greetings. This is the... contract."

 

[Viking Bastard]

"The contract was signed by one Doctor Magnus Ulfson, a city gnome."

 

[Viking Bastard]

Morgan Quincy:

 

[Xael]

"Ah, thank you.", Jack says when handed the contract. While checking the contract for any other useful information he also asks something from Mr. Quincy: "Do you have anything... uhh... informative to tell us about this Ulfson, if I may ask."

OOC: You call that a youg man?

 

[Keia]

Keldor licks his fingers and pinches the lit end of the cigar and once it is out, he puts it in his pocket. Then, Keldor will sniff at the ale, look to the others, then drink several gulps of it. He'll then set the pint down neatly on a coaster or other item on an end table near the chair.

"Kudos, no cleaning your guns at a stranger's home. You should have better sense than that," Keldor says with a harrumph, thinking the unspoken remainder - because you might need to use them in a hurry. Keldor smiles sweetly to Mr. Quincy, displaying a odd contented look as he listened on the conversation. Must be the blasted comfy chair, he thought.

 

[Viking Bastard]

Believe it or not, that picture is of a 27 yearold man (that is, when it was taken, a bit older now I
suspect). It's the Sigmund Freud-ian beard.

Oh, and one comment (which doesn't really matter in the long run). Gnomes (and "Dwarves") always use their first names since the second one is not a family name but the name of the father ala 'Son of...'. Dr. Magnus Ulfson = Dr. Magnus son of Ulf.

But that's just nitpicking so ignore it if you please.

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"Well.. he smelled horrible. Like rotting meat. Which was odd, seing that he didn't look particularly filthy." Quincy scratches his head. "And while he came and signed the contract, it wasn't he that originally came asking about the house, but another fellow... human fellow..."

 

[Xael]

Unless he has noticed anything particulary interesting in it, Jack hands the contract back to Mr. Quincy. "And what could you tell us about this human fellow?"

 

[Timothy]

Kudos looks up from his guns, of which one is still intact fully functioning and close to hand, and says.

"Hmmph, nobody ever mind, but you're right, maybe I should clean my axes instead."

Kudos puts his gun back together and get's his axes off his back, beginning to polish them.