Viking Bastard
Adventurer
"Yeah, sure. Now, what warehouse incident would that be?"
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Festy_Dog
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"The mass murder of course," Fealnne raises an eyebrow, being unaware of any other incidents in the warehouse district.
"Nonetheless we believe that a wagon from here was used to transport a piano from the crime scene directly after the incident happened. Three individuals are wanted for questioning, they were seen leaving the warehouse with the piano. A male human in podracing attire, a male gnome and we think a troll. Have you seen a group like that, or have any members of it come to you about borrowing a cart?" Fealnne asks.
Fealnne will give descriptions as best he can if asked.
"Nonetheless we believe that a wagon from here was used to transport a piano from the crime scene directly after the incident happened. Three individuals are wanted for questioning, they were seen leaving the warehouse with the piano. A male human in podracing attire, a male gnome and we think a troll. Have you seen a group like that, or have any members of it come to you about borrowing a cart?" Fealnne asks.
Fealnne will give descriptions as best he can if asked.
Viking Bastard
Adventurer
"Eh... Phil was talking about something like that at lunch today. He
didn't exactly describe a troll though. Ha ha. Just like a youngster
like Phil to colour his stories a bit. Bootser, can you get Phil, I think
he's inside with his missis'."
The butler nods and leaves to get this 'Phil'.
"A mass murder eh? I tell ya, these streets ain't safe anymore. Not
that they ever were terribly so, mind you, but ya always knew
who did it an' why. No need for no investigatin'."
Shortly, Bütser returns, followed by a young half dressed man.
"Oy! What is this Dirk. Me was busy!"
Dirk frowns at Phil so that his pink scar turns white:
"Shut it boy. Tell the man here what you told us this morning."
Phil hesitates, but Dirk keeps pushing him, so he spills:
"Oh allright. Last night, Krueger woke me up in the middle of the
night to get a cart going, y'know. This is odd, because it's usually
Dirk people get for help, but anyway, I readied one of the cabs,
y'know, but then that's not what he wanted. He wanted a
wagon. So I did a wagon. Then he asked me drive him to one of
the worker wards, north-eastern I think. He gave me a piece of
paper with the address. When there, it was like this small tower
y'know, some guys were waiting for him. A some guy, a gnome
an' this really creepy fellow. Like this enormous ghoul or
something. But anyway, he gave me two tenners an' all an' told
me to get lost. I mean, two whole tenners, I was with me missas'
celebrating right now."
Bütser rolls his eyes:
"Well, you certainly weren't making tea, that's for sure. Oh, do you
really think Krueger has anything to do with this. He's such a nice
fellow, that man."
didn't exactly describe a troll though. Ha ha. Just like a youngster
like Phil to colour his stories a bit. Bootser, can you get Phil, I think
he's inside with his missis'."
The butler nods and leaves to get this 'Phil'.
"A mass murder eh? I tell ya, these streets ain't safe anymore. Not
that they ever were terribly so, mind you, but ya always knew
who did it an' why. No need for no investigatin'."
Shortly, Bütser returns, followed by a young half dressed man.
"Oy! What is this Dirk. Me was busy!"
Dirk frowns at Phil so that his pink scar turns white:
"Shut it boy. Tell the man here what you told us this morning."
Phil hesitates, but Dirk keeps pushing him, so he spills:
"Oh allright. Last night, Krueger woke me up in the middle of the
night to get a cart going, y'know. This is odd, because it's usually
Dirk people get for help, but anyway, I readied one of the cabs,
y'know, but then that's not what he wanted. He wanted a
wagon. So I did a wagon. Then he asked me drive him to one of
the worker wards, north-eastern I think. He gave me a piece of
paper with the address. When there, it was like this small tower
y'know, some guys were waiting for him. A some guy, a gnome
an' this really creepy fellow. Like this enormous ghoul or
something. But anyway, he gave me two tenners an' all an' told
me to get lost. I mean, two whole tenners, I was with me missas'
celebrating right now."
Bütser rolls his eyes:
"Well, you certainly weren't making tea, that's for sure. Oh, do you
really think Krueger has anything to do with this. He's such a nice
fellow, that man."
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Viking Bastard
Adventurer
Keldor
"Ah, so... you're with security then... eh? Well, we better get back."
After getting a nod of agreement from his partner, the smokers leave.
"Ah, so... you're with security then... eh? Well, we better get back."
After getting a nod of agreement from his partner, the smokers leave.
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Festy_Dog
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Fealnne nods while listening intently to the others.
"Thankyou for that, its exactly what we needed to hear," Fealnne says gratefully, "Could I get an address for Krueger off you if possible? And can you remember the address of that tower? Actually, do you still have that piece of paper around somewhere?"
"Thankyou for that, its exactly what we needed to hear," Fealnne says gratefully, "Could I get an address for Krueger off you if possible? And can you remember the address of that tower? Actually, do you still have that piece of paper around somewhere?"
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Viking Bastard
Adventurer
Dirk:
"Well, Krueger lives here during the pod racing season. He's
mister D's number one star racer. He's from Kentaari. He actually
stayed here a bit longer that usual after the season ended when
you think about it, but we haven't seen him since yesterday. I
think he was going home. Bootser, do you know?"
Bütser:
"He left this morning. Although he said he had some unfinished
thing to take care of before he left. I did not inquire what."
Phil on the other hand runs back to his apartment and gets his
jacket and digs up the piece of paper with the address on and
hands it to Fealnne.
The note says: 34th Weed street.
"Well, Krueger lives here during the pod racing season. He's
mister D's number one star racer. He's from Kentaari. He actually
stayed here a bit longer that usual after the season ended when
you think about it, but we haven't seen him since yesterday. I
think he was going home. Bootser, do you know?"
Bütser:
"He left this morning. Although he said he had some unfinished
thing to take care of before he left. I did not inquire what."
Phil on the other hand runs back to his apartment and gets his
jacket and digs up the piece of paper with the address on and
hands it to Fealnne.
The note says: 34th Weed street.
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Xael
First Post
Jack wakes up from his apparent torpor and checks his pocket watch. "I think we still may have time to check the address out before the show. Maybe we can even find this Krueger there."
OOC: Sorry that I've been so quiet, but it seems that Fealnne can just say everything that Jack could. Just tagging along at the moment. Still alive and kicking though.
OOC: Sorry that I've been so quiet, but it seems that Fealnne can just say everything that Jack could. Just tagging along at the moment. Still alive and kicking though.
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Festy_Dog
First Post
Fealnne continues nodding, soaking up the information.
"Thanks again for your help, we may see you some time in the future should we need your assistance again," Fealnne says with a bow, "Good evening."
Fealnne nods to Jack's suggestion as he goes back out to the carriage.
"Here please driver," Fealnne says and hands him the note.
"Thanks again for your help, we may see you some time in the future should we need your assistance again," Fealnne says with a bow, "Good evening."
Fealnne nods to Jack's suggestion as he goes back out to the carriage.
"Here please driver," Fealnne says and hands him the note.
Viking Bastard
Adventurer
Bob the driver takes a good long look at the note.
"34th Weed Street? Where's that again... down in the workers
wards somewhere ain't it?"
He digs up a map of the city.
"You know which ward it's in? North-eastern eh? Wait a bit... oh,
here it is. It'll take a while to get down there."
"34th Weed Street? Where's that again... down in the workers
wards somewhere ain't it?"
He digs up a map of the city.
"You know which ward it's in? North-eastern eh? Wait a bit... oh,
here it is. It'll take a while to get down there."
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