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Message: <blockquote data-quote="stonegod" data-source="post: 4839557" data-attributes="member: 36973">While the others are focused on the "fight" outside, two burly Daunton guards carry a small burden between them. Its a burlap sack that contains something that is struggling, though ineffectively, between them. When they get to the front of the Hanged Man, they unceremoniously dump their package at the entrance.There! An' don't be causing trouble for his Lordship again! The two pat themselves on the back, a job well done, and then wander off to wherever guards go when they are not needed or wanted.The bag squirms for a moment, then out pops a small goblin male. He has a bluish-white tinge to the normal green goblin tint, and his hair is shot with white. He shakes his little fist at the back of the departing guards.Yeah, well, uh, you suck! The goblin sulks at his poor rejoinder.Picking himself up, the goblin looks around a notes with some pleasure that he's at the Hanged Man. Rushing in, he runs directly up to the bar and speaks excitedly to the barkeep. One cannot help to note the little arcs of electricity that flicker about the gob in his excitements.Hey, you! Dang't looking for the Captain! You know, Cap Azreal!?! His orc and big and captainy? He neeeed his good luck charm? See him, huh, huh?The bartender sighs and casually mentioned that someone with that description sailed off with a shady looking crew quite some time ago. Dang't, a little less excited, slumps then takes a seat. He then begins occupying himself by humming a low sea shanty.</blockquote>

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