Project Black Dagger - MISSION: SIREN'S CALL

[Timothy]

OOC: what DID really happen the the guildmaster, does my character know?

 

[Viking Bastard]

OOC: No. From what you know, he really DID just go nuts and kill a lot of people. There have been rumours... but no concrete evidence that might suggest otherwise.

 

[Viking Bastard]

"Well, do we have a deal?"

 

[Keia]

Keldor shakes his head, puffs on his cigar, and says, "Just to get this straight, you're gonna tell us all about what your members were working on and for whom - just the 'basic details' - and you want us to tell ya what really happened with the guildmaster. Sounds to me like we're givin' more than you've got to give in exchange. Lousy deal for us from the looks of it."

Keldor then realizes that he was letting Jack do the talking, puffs his cigar and grumbles to himself a bit.

 

[Viking Bastard]

Sorry for not posting yesterday. It was a very loaded day.

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Hart looks at your stunned faces. "You don't know, do you? Ah! That changes things."

 

[Viking Bastard]

"I guess that concludes business then. You should be able to find your own way out."

He prepares to walk back to his office upstairs.

 

[Xael]

Jack's face hardens as he "hmphs". "Fine, keep your damn info...", he mumbles under his breath while he turns his back to Hart. He then gestures others to follow him, and then (unless nobody does something attention-requesting) walks outside, intentionally hitting his walking stick hard to the floor at every step.

OOC: Sorry for the delay again...

 

[Keia]

"Now can my uh . . . , talents, be made use of? Or wouldn't it do much good 'cause they don't know anything anyway?" Keldor asks Jack with a gleam in his eye that you can almost see through the dirty goggles he wears.

 

[Xael]

Jack grins back to Keldor. "Do what you want, if it helps, we get the info. If it doesn't help... oh well, they deserved it..."

 

[Viking Bastard]

You can see the clerk looking at you two suspiciously.