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<blockquote data-quote="Gregor" data-source="post: 5749275" data-attributes="member: 11751">&quot;Cuttin' right to the heart o' it eh Queerio?&quot; Smeed chuckles and takes another quaff from the mug. &quot;Alright then, Smeed has a bidniss propersition fer you.&nbsp; You can hand over 500 pieces o' gold and Smeed here lets you know where you'll be findin' them who kill fer a price.&nbsp; Or ... you let Smeed join yer little group and Smeed takes his fair share of what you be findin' down there.&nbsp; This ain't Bresk, Old Ragos or even Gate Pass, so we're not talkin' heap o' treasure ... but you just be knowin' that takin' a life ain't cheap and that means there be a vault o' takin's to be a plunderin'.&nbsp; He takes a final drink, wipes the foam from his upper lip and tosses the mug over his shoulder and onto the saw dust covered floor of the tavern. &quot;You wanna just be payin' me for the info, well thats a fine thing, it be me bread n' butter after all.&nbsp; But consider Smeed's words.&nbsp; Smeed found you in a day.&nbsp; Follow'd the bright n' stinkin' trail of a fancy dandy o' a bard whose name be on the lips o' half the maids in this here gloomy ol' seaside town.&nbsp; Reckon they be findin' ye just as quick, and makin' deals with marks ain't what they be about.&nbsp; So, have a deal with Smeed then?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Gregor, post: 5749275, member: 11751"] [COLOR="LightBlue"][I]"Cuttin' right to the heart o' it eh Queerio?"[/I][/COLOR] Smeed chuckles and takes another quaff from the mug. [COLOR="LightBlue"][I] "Alright then, Smeed has a bidniss propersition fer you. You can hand over 500 pieces o' gold and Smeed here lets you know where you'll be findin' them who kill fer a price. Or ... you let Smeed join yer little group and Smeed takes his fair share of what you be findin' down there. This ain't Bresk, Old Ragos or even Gate Pass, so we're not talkin' heap o' treasure ... but you just be knowin' that takin' a life ain't cheap and that means there be a vault o' takin's to be a plunderin'.[/I][/COLOR] He takes a final drink, wipes the foam from his upper lip and tosses the mug over his shoulder and onto the saw dust covered floor of the tavern. [COLOR="LightBlue"] [I]"You wanna just be payin' me for the info, well thats a fine thing, it be me bread n' butter after all. But consider Smeed's words. Smeed found you in a day. Follow'd the bright n' stinkin' trail of a fancy dandy o' a bard whose name be on the lips o' half the maids in this here gloomy ol' seaside town. Reckon they be findin' ye just as quick, and makin' deals with marks ain't what they be about. So, have a deal with Smeed then?"[/I][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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