Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

[Cthulhudrew]

"How much to show you the body of one of his victims, then?"

The monk blinks for an offguard moment, then says, "A new victim? How recently was this?"

 

[Trollbabe]

"How much to show you the body of one of his victims, then?"

Garnet's eyes widen as the crazed half-orc spills this information from her mouth. For someone so underestimated she put together the fact we were looking for Longcoat very quickly. Garnet looks to Vanden as he continues questioning Klina.

The voice in the back of Garnet's mind begins to heckle him. "Not so crazy is she... Maybe your the crazed one? A victim... a body... imagine someone new the truth of your body. Or maybe this is the body of your mother... but you buried her didn't you? Didn't you?" Without thinking Garnet cries out "NO! ENOUGH!" He stands motionless for a moment and then looks to his companions... Wanting to conceal his outburst as something else he turns the outburst at Klina. "No games Klina! What victim do you speak of?"

 

[Dave Turner]

"Of course, wax paper," Blackburn glances nervously toward the black void of the open doorway. "How many loaves do you lot want, then?"

Akilu holds up two fingers and is about to echo his request verbally when Garnet's cry from outside stops him short. He reflexively tightens the grip on his trident and swivels his torso. After a moment's hesitation, he takes a few steps and stands a pace or two outside the bakery. He surveys the darkness as best he can before turning back to his erstwhile party.

Triton's blood, what's all the shouting about? For a second, I thought Longcoat himself was upon us."

 

[Erekose13]

"I don't suppose you have a lantern that we might borrow as well? I'll bring it back once we are finished with it. Even give you a little something for your trouble if you've got one you can spare for an hour or two." says Maugra to the baker.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Klina looks dispassionately at Garnet.

"I don't give nothing for free, whoreson. If you boys want something from Klina, you best put coins in my hand."

So saying, she holds out a hand covered in a ragged woolen glove, palm up.

Inside the bakery, Blackburn scowls at the cold air rushing into the building.

"It's not my lantern; it's Mrs. Nechill's," he tells Maugra. "I'll rent it to you, though, for 5 coppers."

 

[Erekose13]

"Deal. I'll have it back before Mrs. Nechill's knows its gone." says Maugra.

 

[Cthulhudrew]

"I don't give nothing for free, whoreson. If you boys want something from Klina, you best put coins in my hand."

So saying, she holds out a hand covered in a ragged woolen glove, palm up.

Vanden produces a gold piece from his pouch. "This is the most I have, miss. Will it suffice?"

 

[Wrahn]

Jossen seems content to stand quietly in the background, observing his new companions. At Garnet's sudden outburst, he jumps in suprise rather than going fo his weapons, showing his inexperience.

About to speak, he pauses when Vanden offers his gold piece. Before she can take it, Jossen speaks up, "You get the gold after we see the body and you tell us what you know about how it died."

 

[Trollbabe]

Klina looks dispassionately at Garnet.
"I don't give nothing for free, whoreson. If you boys want something from Klina, you best put coins in my hand."

Frowns at the reference and wishes the stalker had taken this wretched creature in place of his mother. "Hold your coins this street walker is known for her crazed ranting... She is most likely speaking lies to fill her pockets."

 

[Dave Turner]

About to speak, he pauses when Vanden offers his gold piece. Before she can take it, Jossen speaks up, "You get the gold after we see the body and you tell us what you know about how it died."

Akilu looks over the haggard woman who has captured the group's attention. After hearing Garnet's reply, he pieces most of the missed conversation together.

"It's your money, Vanden, but I'd do as Jossen suggests. Longcoat's got The Docks' attention, but he's likely not the only murderer in the city. These past few days would be great cover for someone with a motive and a bit of ingenuity."

"Maugra's getting a lantern and then we'll be able to see. No harm in checking this woman's story and paying her if it bears true. The ghost can wait. Probably used to it."

The darfellan fixes his ink-black eyes on the old woman.

"Take us to this body.