Cthulhudrew
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Vanden will peruse the book, looking specifically for references to the Queen that the gnome indicated, and her relation to the city of Ptolus.
Whizbang Dustyboots said:"If there's a problem, tell me, and I'll deal with it. Otherwise, get moving; we got a paper to put out."
Most of Fonkin Hoddypeak's travels seem to have been in search of clues about something he called "the Dreaming City," but Fonkin apparently had to leave off his search for a time several hundred years ago when a war with the sahuagin of the Whitewind Sea threatened the young city of Ptolus, and Hoddypeak joined the crew of an Imperial Navy vessel as a ship's wizard.Cthulhudrew said:Vanden will peruse the book, looking specifically for references to the Queen that the gnome indicated, and her relation to the city of Ptolus.
The she-orc listens quietly to Ada.Trench said:Ada steps in. "The problem is some of the... details he put in his story. I'd like to work an arrangement with Vared himself, maybe to provide future stories. We're currently have a way toward a deep-sea queen's tomb that I'm sure he'd be interested in."
"But I'm not going to offer that opportunity until I set a few things straight with him- specifically how he got his information.
Whizbang Dustyboots said:The she-orc listens quietly to Ada.
"The little wharf rat knows not to come in here with a story told to him by only one source after that whole Potentloins incident," she says, referring to some past infraction that neither Garn nor Ada have heard of. "He came in last night -- well, early this morning -- and I told him to go ask the Watch and folks at the Shark and anyone else he could think of for more details. Did they steer him wrong? I don't care much about stories about Delvers; it's not why people read the Pelican, but if he got something turned around again, I'll twist his head until it pops off."
She blinks languidly at Garn's tirade, then speaks quietly in Orcish.Voadam said:Garn's patience grows a little thin with this stinking ocess and her perfect diction.
"We don't !@#$ing need you to twist his scrawny neck. Hell, A halfling child could !@#$ing do that. If we wanted to *&^%$ to you about him we'd !@#$ing *&^%$ to you about him. You heard the lady, she wants to talk to your !@#$ing gnome herself. What we are !@#$ing asking is where does he !@#$ing hole up?"