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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Trench" data-source="post: 4112759" data-attributes="member: 40464">Baeril Underhill- Fairbriar"You probably should look for one of the quickling faen, sir," Baeril says when he can get a word in edgewise. "Halflings, if you prefer."He sees the blank look on the human's face. The poor man may not realize the two types of faen are different races and certainly doesn't seem capable of distinguishing a halfling from a gnome, much less know which enjoy trundling about in wagons."I will take a look at your cart, sir, but then I wanted to head over to the Street of a Million Gods and see if the high priest of the Watcher of the Skies would let me peer through his great spyglass."    "You won't be sorry Master Gnome!"The outside of the carriage itself is passable, having a small window with red curtains. A small wooden door in the back leads to an inside that has seen better days. The living quarters are a mess of upturned glass and scattered paper. The human seems shocked at its appearance."Aw NO! It... It's not normally like this!"Baeril was already backing away from the disturbed human when he bumps into someone from behind. Two City Watch guards look down at him.The one looks at the other and sighs. "Baeril Underhill?" he asks."My goodness, that was fast service! This gentleman's cart appears to have been burgled and I was just thinking 'my goodness, this looks like a job for the City Watch,' and presto, there you are! Excellent work! I'm sure you will have the culprit clapped in irons in no time!"The guards look at each other blankly. "Right. Sure," one of them says. The merchant is further tearing apart his carriage as the guards start leading the gnome away. "Listen we ah... geez..." The guard looks to the other for help."We need your help," the other guard says, barely keeping a straight face. "If you'd be so kind as to come with us, we have a... well a mission.""Something that could let you see just about all of the city I wager," the first guard says. At this, the other guard snorts and shakes from laughter. The first guard sighs.    "Why certainly, but I don't want to delay you taking this man's report. I'll wait and once you've helped this good man, we will be off, so schnell wie ein Häschen," Baeril says, emphatically. Seeing their blank looks, he translates from the Gnomish: "As quick as a bunny."    "Tell you what," the first guard says with a smirk of his own. "I'll take the report and my partner here will escort you.""oh you son of a..." the other guard says, but too late to stop his partner from walking over to the merchant. The merchant seems quite nervous suddenly, but not as nervous and as the guard suddenly stuck with Baeril."Excellent, watchman. Lead on! That's a very smart uniform you've got there. Is that hat comfortable in the summer? It doesn't look like it breathes very well. And, ach, those boots! Doesn't your mother worry about you getting fallen arches walking these streets?"The watchman turns and points to his partner. "Hate. You." He looks down to the gnome. "Lothian... Come on. We need to hurry.""Good, a brisk walk puts healthy air in the lungs! When I was but a wee sprout, my father would take me walking in the mountains to breathe the crisp air blowing off the glaciers. My grandfather did very well by it, his health was the talk of Greenfields! Do you think we could stop for a pastry? There's a very nice shop at the end of the block here."The guard grits his teeth and picks up the pace.</blockquote>

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