Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

[Cthulhudrew]

"Hold your coins this street walker is known for her crazed ranting... She is most likely speaking lies to fill her pockets."

Vanden frowns slightly. "Surely not, ma'am? You wouldn't be lying about something of such dire circumstance?"

[sblock=ooc]Vanden will attempt to Sense Motive on Klina and see if she is lying about the body before giving her the money.[/sblock]

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Blackburn trades a cheap lantern for the dwarf cleric's coin.

"We close at night fall. I'll need it back by then, aye?"

Outside, the half-orc prostitute pulls herself up to her full height, indignant, which causes her to almost spill out of her threadbare clothes.

"I make plenty of money without telling no stories to the likes of you. I thought you might want to see the body and since you would be taking me away from my eager customers, I would need to be compen- ... renumer- ... I would need to be paid, understand?"

[sblock=Vanden]Klina seems to sincerely believe that she's seen a corpse left by Longcoat[/sblock]

 

[Cthulhudrew]

"I make plenty of money without telling no stories to the likes of you. I thought you might want to see the body and since you would be taking me away from my eager customers, I would need to be compen- ... renumer- ... I would need to be paid, understand?"

"We certainly have no wish to doubt your veracity, ma'am," Vanden mollifies. "In our haste to apprehend Longcoat before he hurts any more innocents, we are simply wary of false leads.

He once more offers her his solitary gold piece. "If this be not enough for you, perhaps you can suggest another price?"

[sblock=ooc]Vanden is attempting to use his Diplomacy skill to influence Klina to become more cooperative. He will, of course, stop short of trying to lie or cheat her. The goody-goody.[/sblock]

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Klina shrugs.

"Fine. Best pay for the least work I've ever done, lover. Follow me, this lot can catch up to us after they've gotten a bit to eat and whatnot."

 

[Dave Turner]

Klina shrugs.

"Fine. Best pay for the least work I've ever done, lover. Follow me, this lot can catch up to us after they've gotten a bit to eat and whatnot."

Glancing over his shoulder to make sure that Maugra is bringing the lantern, Akilu follows the old woman.

 

[dog45]

His interest piqued by the prospect of seeing Longcoats victim, and not having to pay for it himself, put Grant in a fine mood as he follows Akilu.

 

[Cthulhudrew]

Vanden casts a glance at his companions to see who is joining him. Seeing Akilu and Grant follow Klina, the monk glides softly after them.

 

[Erekose13]

Maugra hands over the coppers and lights the lamp as she exits the bakery.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Klina seems a bit irritated to be trailed by the entire group, but shrugs and says nothing, leading them north and around a corner to the west, where the alley dead-ends.

The few doorways and windows facing this area have been boarded up. Sprawled on the sand, amid weeds and trash, is a corpse. Or what is left of a corpse. The body has been almost completely dissected. Organs have been lined up neatly next to the corpse. Bits of flesh hang from an old clothesline. Two eyeballs watch with interest from the window ledge, a thick red tongue resting beside them.

Klina shoves her empty palm toward Vanden, but snaps at Garnet.

"Call me a liar again, whoreson, and I'll make you a match for your eunuch friend."

 

[Erekose13]

Maugra holds her lantern higher to provide the taller folk with more light, but turns her head from the grizzly mess on the ground. She fights the urge to empty her stomach, or appear any more squimish. To any one behind her she says, "After you." stiffling any involuntary reactions.