Ptolus: 165 Vock Row - "Rat-catchers"
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Fyrie Windlitened
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Mairan watches Mata and Ella running off and sighs in dismay. Addressing the watchman she asks, "So where exactly would you rather we take care of this business?"
Mairan looks down the hole and peers about looking for the map case or anything else she can see through the shadows below.
Mairan looks down the hole and peers about looking for the map case or anything else she can see through the shadows below.
Whizbang Dustyboots
Gnometown Hero
The watchman sputters in frustration.
"Delver's Square! Or a basement! Or ... or ..."
"Down by the river?" a guildhouse banker offers helpfully.
"Yes!"
"Or by the sea?"
"No, that's too far, don't be ridiculous."
"Delver's Square! Or a basement! Or ... or ..."
"Down by the river?" a guildhouse banker offers helpfully.
"Yes!"
"Or by the sea?"
"No, that's too far, don't be ridiculous."
Whizbang Dustyboots
Gnometown Hero
As Mata and Ella run after the errant map, Mairan peeks down into the sewer, eventually getting down on hands and knees to look inside.
The scroll tube rests half in the muck, and half on the dry -- or at least merely damp -- lip of the sewer.
The sewers are relatively dark, although here and there, thin streams of light pour down from the holes in other manhole covers. From here, they can see intersecting tunnels with cryptic designations carved into the walls, matching the diagrams read over in the library.
Although it's a less than lovely environment, the sewers are navigable and, at least so far, safe.
The scroll tube rests half in the muck, and half on the dry -- or at least merely damp -- lip of the sewer.
The sewers are relatively dark, although here and there, thin streams of light pour down from the holes in other manhole covers. From here, they can see intersecting tunnels with cryptic designations carved into the walls, matching the diagrams read over in the library.
Although it's a less than lovely environment, the sewers are navigable and, at least so far, safe.
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Kneeling down next to Mairan, Valana peers down into the darkness of the sewers. After her initial curiosity is sated, she rises and addresses the dwarven guardsman. "You know, the sewer is already open. What could be the harm in letting us use the man hole? After all, you would be here to close it up tight again after we descend."
Whizbang Dustyboots
Gnometown Hero
The watchman sputters in outrage.
"Do I look like some Delver's valet? I have half a mind to drag you down to the watchhouse and put you on a work detail. Where are my manacles?"
"Do I look like some Delver's valet? I have half a mind to drag you down to the watchhouse and put you on a work detail. Where are my manacles?"
Thurst sighs, "Now now, stop badgering the poor man. Cannae you see he has enough problems already? Porterhouse here probably near hada heart attack just running up te us."
Thurst skeptically eyes the general direction the case fell in and then warily glances around for Ella. "I'm surprised that daft girl didn't send him over the edge. Order must be preserved, at least we now have a landmark to look for when in the sewers."
Turning his attention to the watchman, "With apologies good sir Chubbs, my companions can be rather rude, I'll fix this straight away." Upon returning the plate perfectly back to it's original position, Thurst turns back to the watchman and says slyly, "Oh and good luck with yer diet too. Be sure not to eat more than one boar and one horse a day. The city must pay you a lot, am I right?" Thurst guffaws and smiles to himself, obviously convinced he just pulled off an expert move of diplomatic finesse.
Thurst relentlessly continues, "I'll tell you what, if you ever see me in a tavern, say hallo and I'll buy you a drink. Then I can tell you all about my plan to replace this lot's innards with gears after they are all brutally killed by ratlings."
[sblock=ooc]Note: I am not trying to make the situation worse, the above is the result of Thurst needing to stay lawful, while also still being rude. It didn't seem right to simply apologize, he had to be insulting when he did it.
Also note that although Thurst is lawful, the order of machines is more important to him than society's laws. I wouldn't be adverse to him spitting in the face of a law he deems to ultimately be disruptive to true order. This just isn't one of them.
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Thurst skeptically eyes the general direction the case fell in and then warily glances around for Ella. "I'm surprised that daft girl didn't send him over the edge. Order must be preserved, at least we now have a landmark to look for when in the sewers."
Turning his attention to the watchman, "With apologies good sir Chubbs, my companions can be rather rude, I'll fix this straight away." Upon returning the plate perfectly back to it's original position, Thurst turns back to the watchman and says slyly, "Oh and good luck with yer diet too. Be sure not to eat more than one boar and one horse a day. The city must pay you a lot, am I right?" Thurst guffaws and smiles to himself, obviously convinced he just pulled off an expert move of diplomatic finesse.
Thurst relentlessly continues, "I'll tell you what, if you ever see me in a tavern, say hallo and I'll buy you a drink. Then I can tell you all about my plan to replace this lot's innards with gears after they are all brutally killed by ratlings."
[sblock=ooc]Note: I am not trying to make the situation worse, the above is the result of Thurst needing to stay lawful, while also still being rude. It didn't seem right to simply apologize, he had to be insulting when he did it.
Also note that although Thurst is lawful, the order of machines is more important to him than society's laws. I wouldn't be adverse to him spitting in the face of a law he deems to ultimately be disruptive to true order. This just isn't one of them.
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