Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

Jossen draws back his bow with practiced ease, scanning the area for anything that would cause them to flee into the hovel. Keeping his back to the far wall, he moves into the alley to try to get in front of the door so he can see what is going on inside, ready to shoot anything that looks remotely hostile.
 

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Waiting for Doyle to finish up, Grant whispers to Maugra. "Leave this one to me." He winks at her then walks into the mouth of the alley. "Hey! Doyle! I always knew you were to smart to dirty up a chamber pot when there's a plenty good wall to piss against." Tucking his cane under his arm, he holds out his hands in front of him palms out. "Service, watchmen. There's a body out down by Coraithe Whitetrees final haunting place. Looks like the work of Longcoat."
 

Watchman Kaleck almost forgets to finish buttoning his fly at the sound of Grant's voice. He turns, red-faced even in the icy rain, his hair plastered to his forehead.

"The work of one of your hoodlum friends, more like, and you the clever boy trying to throw us off the scent, I'll wager." He glances over at Maugra, snorting. "Lay down with dogs, you'll wake up with fleas, ma'am, and no mistake. I'd check to see all your belongings are about your person and then get as far away from this one as possible."

The watchman looks Grant up and down, clearly wanting to wipe the smirk off the younger man's face, but is held in check by the presence of a witness.

"Lead on, boyo. Let's see if you're as clever as you think."
 

As Garnet waits in vain for the spirit of the murdered woman to reply, Vanden examines the faded print, which seems to depict a woman of quality looking out of a castle window at a distant field that may (or may not -- it's badly faded) have soldiers fighting on it. In her hand is a helmet so badly dented that whoever once wore it must surely be dead. The print is unfamiliar to him, so after a moment, he begins to search the cupboard, discovering some very cheap cutlery almost rusted away to nothing, some empty and dusty liquor bottles and a broom that once clearly saw a great deal of use.

Something out of the corner of Garnet's eye causes him to turn, and he almost doesn't recognize Jossen and Akilu staring in the room from outside.
 

Whizbang Dustyboots said:
Watchman Kaleck almost forgets to finish buttoning his fly at the sound of Grant's voice. He turns, red-faced even in the icy rain, his hair plastered to his forehead.

"The work of one of your hoodlum friends, more like, and you the clever boy trying to throw us off the scent, I'll wager." He glances over at Maugra, snorting. "Lay down with dogs, you'll wake up with fleas, ma'am, and no mistake. I'd check to see all your belongings are about your person and then get as far away from this one as possible."

The watchman looks Grant up and down, clearly wanting to wipe the smirk off the younger man's face, but is held in check by the presence of a witness.

"Lead on, boyo. Let's see if you're as clever as you think."

"Watchman Doyle, I think you'd rather want to see this body. It is most certainly not the work of Grant or his friends. More like a Forsaken or worse. We believe that it is the body of one of the watch which means that the Longcoat is targeting a wider group." replies Maugra, ignoring the watchman's slights against her young companion.
 


Grant motions for Maugra to lead the way and drops back with Doyle to have a chat. On the way back towards the body he gleefully argues the pros and cons of incarceration vs treatment for minor offense criminals. "So you see, Doyle, it's not really their fault that their committing the crime. They are the victims, and our society has formed a vicious cyclic relationship whereby these poor unsuspecting youth are pulled into its web. I tell you, reformation of the system is the only way we can stop society from attacking it's poorest and most needy members."

[sblock=ooc]He doesnt really believe this, he's just messing with Doyles head. Can I get a Bluff check?[/sblock]
 


Watchman Kaleck again looks like he would take Grant into an alley and spend some quality time alone with him and a sap, save for Maugra's presence. He grunts and says nothing, stumbling along behind the dwarf and her lantern.

[sblock=ooc]Kaleck may not be a lot of things, but he has a pretty good BS detector, especially when he's dealing with a "known punk." ;)[/sblock]
 

Whizbang Dustyboots said:
As Garnet waits in vain for the spirit of the murdered woman to reply...
Still trying to shake off the unsettled feeling that has overcome him, Garnet continues to take in the room. "You actually thought she would answer? Come come boy..." Garnet shakes his head as if being spoken to. He reaches a hand into his surcoat and pets Kiver. Looking to Jossen and Akilu: "Aren't you two suppose to be watching the remains?"
 

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