Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

[Voadam]

@#$%ing press

"That's @#$%ing right! Longcoat's face is staved in by my boot and his body burned to a crisp. No more cutups and gizzard thefts. Now where's the !@#$er who offered the reward? Point him out to me stumpy, its been a long hard night and I haven't had a drink in hours."

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

"Reward? You mean from the Dockmaster? I can walk you there, if you like," the gnome says, transcribing Garn's answer as he talks. "I think the readers of the Pelican will want to know all about the heroes who bested Longcoat. What was Longcoat? A chaos cultist? One of the Forsaken? A Vai cultist? Something released from the Dungeon by foolish and greedy Delvers?"

The gnome walks hurriedly along Salt Spray Street, jumping over puddles as he talks and writes.

"Would you describe yourselves as more 'daring' or 'dashing?' Is the gentleman here your leader? What are all your names?"

 

[Trollbabe]

"Our names? Do we have to give our names?" The teen looks to Maugra and Vanden as the two he trusts the most. "Can't we just remain unnamed?" Garnet appears very uncomfortable with the whole idea of having his name put into print.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

"Well, of course!" the gnome says, leaping over another puddle. "You'll be famous! Heroes of the city! Or at least the Docks. Free drinks for the rest of your lives and fresh fish at the market!

"There's also 10 gold in it for each of you if you give me the exclusive instead of talking to those high-faluting snobs at the Ledger. Just come by the office and tell them Varehed Wetfoot sent you; they'll pay out after our next issue comes out.

"So, how about it? The story of your thrilling adventure and how you freed the Docks from Longcoat's reign of terror?

"I can go as high as 15 gold per person."

 

[Cthulhudrew]

Vanden shakes his head. "No, no- we're not an adventuring company. We are just several concerned citizens who determined to end the Longcoat's reign of terror. There is no story here, save that the murders are ended."

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

"Of course there's a story here! How can the public sleep tight, knowing that Longcoat's threat is finished, if they don't hear it from those who did him in. Who was Longcoat? How did you know where he lived? Did he confess to his crimes? Why did he do them? Who delivered the fatal blow? We'll want to put a woodcut of that in the Pelican."

 

[Erekose13]

"We are simply concerned citizens, thankful to the Mother of Machines that we were able to cancel out this black spot on our fair Docks." adds Maugra completely unsure how to react to the sight of a reporter. Noting the lantern in her hand and the woman outside the bakery, she says quietly to Garnet, "Be right back."

She then runs over to return the lantern that she borrowed grateful for the light it had provided the others in that darkest of dark places.

 

[Trench]

"Just an annoying little man with a red cap and claws. Scythe optional," Ada points to Garnet. "Bit of gore. Actually lots of it."

"Can I ask who you are, just to try to even out the questions here?"

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

"Varehed Wetfoot of the Pelican," the gnome chirps, "Thought I said. Can I get your names? I could ask the watch, I know, but I'd rather get your take on things."

 

[Trench]

"You could."

"Tell you what Master Gnome, how about we leave my name out of it, THEN I'll tell you the story?"