Ptolus: The Legend of Longcoat

Hanthan speaks to his bodyguard, and between the two of them and behind a wall of hunched shoulders, they count coins and rearrange them into bags.

Returning to their table, the tavernkeeper drops leather pouches in front of Maugra, Garnet, Garn, Vanden and Ada, each clinking heavily.

"I'll hold onto the rest, in case any of your fellows come by. That little gnome who writes for the broadsheet was saying there was a boy paladin with you all, as well."

Looking in their pouches, each group member discovers they have received 83 gold imperials, three silver coins and three coppers. When it comes to money, the Uraqi is precise.
 

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Garn doesn't really have the head for counting but shakes the bag so the coins clink loud enough for Yan to hear the gold he has given up.

Tucking in the pouch he turns to his companions. "So we still got that knife and scythe as spoils, plus the !@#$ing harbormaster to hit up for rewards as well."
 

"Thank you Hanthan, yes we did have another companion who has yet to show. He and Ada came to our rescue against Longcoat." replies Maugra "I guess we can wait for word from the watch till we gather rewards from the Harbormaster." she says to Garn, "Though perhaps we can have those identified."
 

"Oh, that's what I forgot," a man at the bar groans. Closer inspection shows his stained and filthy clothes to be, in fact, the uniform of a member of the City Watch. "Saltbeard says to come by the office."

The watchman turns and leers at Garn, drunk despite the early hour.

"Although your pet orc might want to stay away. Otherwise, we might remember something we want to talk to him about."
 

Vanden hefts the sack with his reward carefully, as if unsure what to do with it. At the mention of Saltbeard, he looks concernedly to his companions, particularly Garn. "What could he want to see us for, I wonder?"
 

"Maybe he has further tribute to heap upon us?" Garnet laughs and puts his coins into his pack, being sure to tie down the straps tightly.
 

Ada scratches her nose and looks at her coin. "I'm not too interested in walking straight to the Watch as a habit. But it could be helpful to find out what Saltbeard is thinking..."

"Me, I don't want to die looking for fool's gold. So some questions about our Water QUeen may help. I might find that reporter and see what he knows in exchange for the story of Longcoat."
 

Whizbang Dustyboots said:
The watchman turns and leers at Garn, drunk despite the early hour.

"Although your pet orc might want to stay away. Otherwise, we might remember something we want to talk to him about."

Garn sneers back. "I'm happy to talk to your buddies again about not wasting their time with your mom. Even with the @#$ing heroe's discount she gave me and her enthusiasm last night it wasn't worth the three coppers. Not that they'll listen, the way they rave about her prices."
 



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