Salvage Operation IC Thread

Tonks said:
Bruce

Motioning to the open chair at his table, the half-orc waited until you were seated before sitting. Looking down at the now cold meal of fish and fresh greens, he seemed disappointed for a moment before sliding the meal to the side.

"I would offer you some of my meal, but it has gone cold and my wine warm. I do not mind the wine, but eating my fish cold has never been something I have enjoyed."

Reaching out to grasp his wine goblet, Bruce noticed that the half-orc's hands were smooth and uncalloused and here and there the first liver spots were forming on the outside of them.

"My name is Vartheg and I am Steward of Master Aubreck's estates. Master Aubreck is in need of a few men who are quick to take action and unafraid of the risks that would stop others. I will admit I did not expect to find those I searched for over supper, or I would not have ordered the fish. How long have you and your companions been together? Or has this night just been one string of fate after the other?"

"And my name is Bruce. Istus is a fickle mistress whose loom weaves many threads. Sometimes you just have to leap and trust the weaver's work left an awning to catch you. Some of this crew I've sailed with, others were just woven in. I am a man of action not afraid to leap with both feet, and I'm interested in hearing your Master's proposal." Bruce glances over to Kerwick and those with him. "How many lads are you looking for?"
 

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Glancing over at the table where the others were sitting, Vartheg took a sip of his wine before answering.

"If you would sail with those that Istus has given you Bruce, then I believe that five is sufficient for what Master Aubreck would require. Before you ask, I am not at liberty to disclose more than the promise of work at this time. I have come to enjoy my position in life and will not lose it by having a loose tongue. If you wish to consider the offer with the others please do, I will be enjoying another glass of wine and the lost meal you see before you."
 

Alin looks little lost in his thoughts, barely hearing the scraggly man's question. "Oh, me? Thaught I'd see a show. Have a l'ttle advenchah. But, nah this. Its just, sad."
 

Tonks said:
Glancing over at the table where the others were sitting, Vartheg took a sip of his wine before answering.

"If you would sail with those that Istus has given you Bruce, then I believe that five is sufficient for what Master Aubreck would require. Before you ask, I am not at liberty to disclose more than the promise of work at this time. I have come to enjoy my position in life and will not lose it by having a loose tongue. If you wish to consider the offer with the others please do, I will be enjoying another glass of wine and the lost meal you see before you."

Bruce smiles.

"I can appreciate the need for a hush job and I can keep cards close to my vest. Enough of a score and I believe I am your man. I'll see how many others the mistress of fate binds in as well. When would you be at liberty to discuss full terms?"
 

Vartheg nodded his head and looked towards the door for a moment. The Sasserine Watch were carrying the small covered bodies out the doors and Hastel was walking beside the lead Sergeant.

"The night is not so late that Master Aubreck will be taking his spiced wine. Should Istus spin her web quickly, we could leave once all who will come are ready."
 

Nudging at the others and pointing to the human and the strange orc, the boy adds, "Who thaht? Ana whaht does e' hahv tah dah w' this?"
 

Bruce nods and gets up from his table to rejoin the others.

"Kerwick, gentlemen! I've got a little proposition. If you are interested in a little bit of action I've got a factor for a local notable ready to hire a few lads ready to step in and take some risks. Its a hush hush type of thing, but I'm intrigued enough to find out what he's offering. He's looking for five hearty souls. Since the watch is all over here I'm happy to be moving on and meeting his principal. You interested?"
 

The boy, still a bit pale, looks up. "I came 'ere for ahdventure, though I dinna want dis. Be good tah take me mind offa dis. I'ma Alin, strangah, and I'll come with yah."
 

Kelvad briefly considers the weight of his purse and the cost of the round of drinks he just promised.

He shrugs. "I might be interested."
 

Kerwick smiles and nods.

"Aye, sounds like a good time to be had by all. I haven't got anything else to do with my time, what with our good cap'n being all sore and whatnot. Allways up for something to keep me occupied. When do we start?"
 

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