Ptolus: 165 Vock Row - "Rat-catchers"

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

There's a sound of someone clearing their throat and Ella and Valana turn to find Shad Livbovic glaring at them.

"It's five gold per page copied. One of my assistants can do it for you."

 

[Filthy]

Valana looks a Livbovic for a long moment before returning the paper to Ella.

"We're not even sure this where we will be exploring. It hardly seems worth the cost."

With that, she turns back to the table with the tome, intent on commiting as many of the maps to memory as she can.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Livbovic mutters something about the agreement they signed when they joined the guild and shuffles off in a huff.

 

[Vdou]

After Livbovic walks away Ella turns to Valana..

"Oh Valana, it's only 5 gold..."

 

[Filthy]

"Exactly. Five Gold. You can hire a scribe for an entire day for less than a tenth of what he wants", Valana says with a jerk of her head, indicating the direction Livbovic went. "But it's your coin."

 

[Vdou]

"Well, we should at least have one copy with us..." with that Ella heads off to find Mr. Livbovic to arrange for a copy of the map.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Aeshen never hears the soft sound of rotting wood giving way beneath his feet. He flails toward the steps ahead of him as he falls, but hits his hand on a post, and the vibration that goes up his arm numbs it, taking all feeling from his hand.

He lands on the next landing down heavily, and for a moment, he wonders if it's going to break beneath him as well, but when his ears stop ringing, he realizes he's on stable ground again for the moment.

[sblock=ooc]Aeshen blows his spot check and Reflex save, but only takes 1 point of damage.[/sblock]

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Mairan looks at the guards and asks in an offhand matter "I'm sorry, um, which one of you was patrolling again?" She waits for an answer before following up, asking "What do you think the 4 armed ratling was yelling, or what did you think he was trying to get across?" She stops and then adds on, as if it was something she'd forgotten "Oh, and could you show us where they were in the room?"

The large guard looks down at Maran, having signalled his identity with a curt jerk of his head.

"I don't speak Rattish, but I think he wanted them to stand and fight." The guard grins, showing a mouthful of large yellow and somewhat pointed teeth. "They ran, though."

He pushes past Thurst and Mairan and walks into the store room. He walks to the middle of the room, and then takes another pace toward the hole leading to the sewers and stamps one foot.

"Here, they was right about here."

 

[Wool]

Thurst ponders the guards' story thoughtfully and then poses a few questions of his own, "Did you notice anything else out of the ordinary that night? Other than having four arms, did you notice any other visual identifiers on the rats? How about weapons or equipment?"

Appraising the guards carefully, the dwarf continues, "I'm gonnae assume neither one of you jumped into the sewers after them, what happened next?"

 

[Aeshen]

Aeshen takes a moment to groan and ponder the ridiculousness of his situation before standing, brushing the dry guano from the back of his pants, and setting out again on his task of pest-control.