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<blockquote data-quote="Gregor" data-source="post: 5671857" data-attributes="member: 11751">********Swamp/TowerArnir, you attempt to lift the stone block, but you find that it is extremely heavy and well beyond your individual abilities.&nbsp; As Kirio ponders the block itself and Hrimr inspects the corpses that are clearly goblins that have rotten too far for any accurate forensics, you all hear a shrieking wail rip through the room.&nbsp; It is a sound that seems to tear through you, a horrible unearthly sound that seems to rip through all matter and time.&nbsp; It chills your blood and fills your mind with incomprehensible thoughts of pain and fear.Suddenly, the large statue of the blacksmith begins to glow and from the stump of severed stone arm projects an incorporeal robed arm grasping an equally ethereal hammer.&nbsp; The glowing apparition then floats forward, out of the statue, but resembling the bearded craftsman in every way.&nbsp; Its skin is pale, the beard grey and the clothes ancient in their style.&nbsp; Its eyes are milky white orbs and it opens its mouth to wail once again before crying out, in a voice that turns your bowels to water:&quot;Thieves!&nbsp; You were not satisfied by taking the ancient symbol of my order?!&nbsp; How dare you return to this sacred place!?&quot;********Bronze TridentReece pours Lars his drink and collects his silver piece from the young rogue.&nbsp; He leans in and says, as quietly as he can over the rowdy sounds of the room, &quot;Changed our mind did we?&nbsp; Well I'll tell you what, do you see that drunken fellow sitting near the front door?&nbsp; The older chap with the whore he can't afford bouncing on his lap?&quot;You turn back and see a human man no younger than forty or fifty years of age.&nbsp; He sports the clothes of common laborer and he is well into his ale.&nbsp; The whore seems as interested as the few pieces of silver on the table will make her.Reece continues when you lean back in.&nbsp; &quot;His name is Fineas.&nbsp; He works somewhere in town .. a carpenter or mason or something.&nbsp; Doesn't matter.&nbsp; He took a loan from me to start up his own business and he is late in repaying it.&nbsp; Very late.&nbsp; He was supposed to be square with me tonight but has given me the ol' 'im a bit short this month' line.&nbsp; Yet here he sits enjoying ale and hoping for some fairer evening company.&nbsp; I'll tell you what Romeo.&nbsp; Either get back the 25 pieces of gold he owes me or maybe he'll have an accident on the way home?.&nbsp; Do that tonight and we'll have a nice little discussion in my office about business.&nbsp; Either return with that done or don't return at all.&nbsp; We clear?&quot; </blockquote>

[QUOTE="Gregor, post: 5671857, member: 11751"] ******** [B]Swamp/Tower[/B] Arnir, you attempt to lift the stone block, but you find that it is extremely heavy and well beyond your individual abilities. As Kirio ponders the block itself and Hrimr inspects the corpses that are clearly goblins that have rotten too far for any accurate forensics, you all hear a shrieking wail rip through the room. It is a sound that seems to tear through you, a horrible unearthly sound that seems to rip through all matter and time. It chills your blood and fills your mind with incomprehensible thoughts of pain and fear. Suddenly, the large statue of the blacksmith begins to glow and from the stump of severed stone arm projects an incorporeal robed arm grasping an equally ethereal hammer. The glowing apparition then floats forward, out of the statue, but resembling the bearded craftsman in every way. Its skin is pale, the beard grey and the clothes ancient in their style. Its eyes are milky white orbs and it opens its mouth to wail once again before crying out, in a voice that turns your bowels to water: [COLOR="Red"][SIZE="5"]"Thieves! You were not satisfied by taking the ancient symbol of my order?! How dare you return to this sacred place!?"[/SIZE][/COLOR] ******** [B]Bronze Trident[/B] Reece pours Lars his drink and collects his silver piece from the young rogue. He leans in and says, as quietly as he can over the rowdy sounds of the room, [COLOR="Silver"][I]"Changed our mind did we? Well I'll tell you what, do you see that drunken fellow sitting near the front door? The older chap with the whore he can't afford bouncing on his lap?"[/I][/COLOR] You turn back and see a human man no younger than forty or fifty years of age. He sports the clothes of common laborer and he is well into his ale. The whore seems as interested as the few pieces of silver on the table will make her. Reece continues when you lean back in. [COLOR="Silver"][I]"His name is Fineas. He works somewhere in town .. a carpenter or mason or something. Doesn't matter. He took a loan from me to start up his own business and he is late in repaying it. Very late. He was supposed to be square with me tonight but has given me the ol' 'im a bit short this month' line. Yet here he sits enjoying ale and hoping for some fairer evening company. I'll tell you what Romeo. Either get back the 25 pieces of gold he owes me or maybe he'll have an accident on the way home?. Do that tonight and we'll have a nice little discussion in my office about business. Either return with that done or don't return at all. We clear?" [/I][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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