The Antigrol Tide (IC)

[Jdvn1]

Malachi sighs inwardly at the indirectness of the conversation, trying to remember why he is here. <Maybe some of this junk might hold a clue...>

 

[Mallak]

Naomi looks at Colmarr and her bracelet before sulkily tossing it back on the shelf. "It's an ugly bracelet, anyway."

Troth listens at the door on the right but can't hear anything. He moves to the door at the end of the hall and listens there, too. He can maybe hear some heavy breathing on the other side of that door. Troth snags a ring of keys hanging next to the door and unclocks it. Slowly and silently, he pulls the door open.

Outside, Denther steps back as the door begins to open. Wait, it opens in, not out, so his rain barrel doesn't block it! A moment later, Troth peaks around the edge of the door.

"I'm sure that's what it was. One hopes the poor soul's companions will understand that these things sometimes happen," Mag says, though now he lets some level of concern slip into his voice as he continues: "I certainly hope so, anyway. I mean, fleeing the sight of such an accident, it tends to suggest a bit more ... intent than happenstance. I'd hate to see the poor sod targeted for some horrible revenge because he didn't have the courage to stay and tell the truth."

"Now wait just a minute, just what are you implying? Everyone was fleeing, the building was on fire!"

Now the former stage magician shakes his head, putting a smile back on. "Sorry. I'm prattling on. Of course, you wouldn't know about the risks of cowardice, given the bravery you displayed."

"Uh, yes, that's right...So, were you looking for anything in particular...? I have some lovely belt pouches." Dietrich makes a sweeping gesture indicating the merchandise in his shop.

Malachi continues to poke through the junk littering the shop. Maybe he'll find a clue...His eye is drawn to a wooden bucket along the back wall filled with random assorted keys of various shapes and sizes. Where did they all come from?

 

[Mallak]

Grondar smiles at a cute young woman walking buy carrying a covered wicker basket. She smiles back prettily, seems to think for a moment, then walks over to him. "Hello. Would you like to buy a muffin?" she asks, pulling back the cloth to reveal freshly backed bran muffins.

 

[unleashed]

Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard

Naomi looks at Colmarr and her bracelet before sulkily tossing it back on the shelf. "It's an ugly bracelet, anyway."

“Well, we’ll have to see what we can do about getting you a nice bracelet then,” Colmarr says with a smile, as he and Naomi move to another part of the store.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Grondar smiles at a cute young woman walking buy carrying a covered wicker basket. She smiles back prettily, seems to think for a moment, then walks over to him. "Hello. Would you like to buy a muffin?" she asks, pulling back the cloth to reveal freshly backed bran muffins.

In one condition …
Grondar smiles
You'll bring me the muffin to one of the bars and I'll eat it over a drink with you.

 

[Drowned Hero]

Troth listens at the door on the right but can't hear anything. He moves to the door at the end of the hall and listens there, too. He can maybe hear some heavy breathing on the other side of that door. Troth snags a ring of keys hanging next to the door and unclocks it. Slowly and silently, he pulls the door open.

Outside, Denther steps back as the door begins to open. Wait, it opens in, not out, so his rain barrel doesn't block it! A moment later, Troth peaks around the edge of the door.

'Hey Denther...' ' snooking around as i do, he?' 'its all clear inn here' 'your sure better then me to sneak around... cant you clear the rom on the right here? my right hand that is... and the second floor?' 'I better just go around again' If Denther is willing to search the place for more clues of the dead captain,he will go into the alley and around the building to stand outside the shop with Grondar.

 

[Mallak]

In one condition …
Grondar smiles
You'll bring me the muffin to one of the bars and I'll eat it over a drink with you.

"Oo, really?" The girl smiles coyly at Grondar, appearing to ponder his suggestion from behind her long dark eyelashes. "All right. I'll bring my...muffins to the Lilting Rose just after sunset." She hands him a muffin. "Here's a taste to whet your appetite, Mr...?"

 

[mps42]

Denther

"Hey, troth, glad it was you. I was ready to clobber anybody else." Denther is no second-story man and it doesn't appear enven remotely simple to climb up. He'll gladly sneak in the back and snoop around.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Grondar

"Oo, really?" The girl smiles coyly at Grondar, appearing to ponder his suggestion from behind her long dark eyelashes. "All right. I'll bring my...muffins to the Lilting Rose just after sunset." She hands him a muffin. "Here's a taste to whet your appetite, Mr...?"

Mr Lover to you, like a male nymph
He winks as he tastes the muffin.
It was easy he thinks to himself and smiles back.
Lilting Rose it is lady …

He waits for her to continue and trying to recall where is this bar.

 

[jkason]

Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue

"Now wait just a minute, just what are you implying? Everyone was fleeing, the building was on fire!"

"Uh, yes, that's right...So, were you looking for anything in particular...? I have some lovely belt pouches." Dietrich makes a sweeping gesture indicating the merchandise in his shop.

Mag leans in close to Dietrich, hand on his shoulder and concern on his face.

"Friend Dietrich, I fear perhaps you know more than you've said. You didn't-- " he lets just the slightest bit of fear for his "friend" creep into his voice--"did you bear witness to that poor soul's murder?"