The Antigrol Tide (IC)
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Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard
Colmarr nods to Troth, though he doesn’t think it would be anything new to Naomi.
“Oh, I think there are a few more things you can clarify about the situation... such as how many men did he have with him, what did they look like, and you could try to pronounce the name, just so we have some idea of the sound at least,” Colmarr says, stepping to the fore so Dietrich can see him.
Colmarr nods to Troth, though he doesn’t think it would be anything new to Naomi.
“Oh, I think there are a few more things you can clarify about the situation... such as how many men did he have with him, what did they look like, and you could try to pronounce the name, just so we have some idea of the sound at least,” Colmarr says, stepping to the fore so Dietrich can see him.
Drowned Hero
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Mallak said:
'Just outside the front door, we are staying guard' 'how is your juggling now? show me how you do it' he pick up 3-4 small rocks from the ground and hands them over to Naomi 'Lissa look here use these'
Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue
Mag opens his mouth to object, as well, then thinks better of it. Best not to undermine the good fear Grondar's built up by arguing in front of Dietrich.
"You've got a business where you steal property from your supposed clients and cover for murderers. I really don't think you've got much of a moral leg to stand on. You are, of course, welcome to try convincing Grondar of your rights. Since that would involve you all alone in a room with him, though, I might finish making out my will first if I were you.
"Now stop worrying about your wind up toy and answer my friend's questions."
Mallak said:
Mag opens his mouth to object, as well, then thinks better of it. Best not to undermine the good fear Grondar's built up by arguing in front of Dietrich.
"You've got a business where you steal property from your supposed clients and cover for murderers. I really don't think you've got much of a moral leg to stand on. You are, of course, welcome to try convincing Grondar of your rights. Since that would involve you all alone in a room with him, though, I might finish making out my will first if I were you.
"Now stop worrying about your wind up toy and answer my friend's questions."
Colmarr said:
Dietrich shudders, glancing after Grondar, then glares at Magyar. "Hey, I don't steal from nobody. Everything in this store I came by honestly. Anyway, like I said, the guy showed up with those two thugs with him, although I heard this morning that one of 'em is dead, drowned in the harbor. It wouldn't be surprised if ol' 'Lishmash' or whatever his name was drowned that guy himself. Yeah, his name was something like 'Lishymish' or 'Lroshmrorsh' or something like that. He seemed a hard-eyed fellow, the kind who would be a cold-blooded killer."Magyar said:
Outside with Troth, Naomi attempts to juggle. She holds two rocks, throwing one up into the air and passing the other from hand to hand. "Like this, Troth?"
"Look, I've told you all I know. Will you guys please leave, now? You can even keep the crossbow, just, if you catch up to that guy, get a good hit in for me, will ya? Oh, and, uh, don't mention I told you where to find him. Hey, are ya'll still interested in that map?"
Drowned Hero
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Mallak said:
Troth looks at the girl and he smiles to her 'yes yes like just like that, did Magyar show yo how to juggle with three rocks? you should try Lissa' Troth will stay outside scanning for anyone having interest in the shop.
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Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard
“See, that wasn’t so hard, was it,” Colmarr remarks, putting the hand crossbow he seized from behind the counter on the floor, after unloading it and releasing the mechanism. “Though I wonder what else you might know, as you’ve said more than once you know nothing else, only to tell us more...”Mallak said:
Jdvn1
Hanging in there. Better than the alternative.
Malachi presses him a bit further. "And what did the man look like? Long nose and dark eyes?" He tries his best to describe Orpheus. "Any description would be useful.
"Of course, we didn't hear this from you. If we're able to unravel this mystery, we'll definitely give him what's coming to him. If everything goes according to plan, we might be back for the map." At the end of the line of questioning, Malachi relaxes visibly. The newfound information means the trail to whatever solution this will arrive to is still fresh.
[sblock=OOC]If it's useful, I'll use Diplomacy[/sblock]
"Of course, we didn't hear this from you. If we're able to unravel this mystery, we'll definitely give him what's coming to him. If everything goes according to plan, we might be back for the map." At the end of the line of questioning, Malachi relaxes visibly. The newfound information means the trail to whatever solution this will arrive to is still fresh.
[sblock=OOC]If it's useful, I'll use Diplomacy[/sblock]
Dietrich licks his lips nervously, glancing around and realising he has nowhere left to run. "Look, I've told you all I know, there's nothing left to tell! And I'd never go runnin' to ol' Watsisname, not after what he's done. There...there is one more thing, though. That key there wasn't the only one Ben had on him. There was a whole ring. I just dumped 'em all in that bucket. I don't know which ones are which, honest, or I'd tell you."
"What was that you said? The map? Oh, yeah, well, you know, I've got a couple of other buyers on the line but...I can hold it for your for a couple of days."
Outside, the day seems normal, like any other. Naomi fumbles with the three rocks. She's learning rather quickly, it seems. Up the street, Troth hears the faint sound of a soldier's voice calling out, "Way! Make way for the Tortila Guard! Way! Give way!"
"Eh, no, that doesn't sound like him. This man was taller, and although his voice was soft and spooky, he had a weird accent. Like his name, everything was all mashed together. Like I said, I didn't really get a good look at him, he had that cloak on and the hood pulled up the whole time. He even wore gloves over his hands. Soft, expensive leather they were, too. Come to think of it, I remember thinking how slender his fingers and wrist looked, almost like a woman's hand. But that voice..." He shudders. "There ain't no woman who could speak like that."Malachi said:
"What was that you said? The map? Oh, yeah, well, you know, I've got a couple of other buyers on the line but...I can hold it for your for a couple of days."
Outside, the day seems normal, like any other. Naomi fumbles with the three rocks. She's learning rather quickly, it seems. Up the street, Troth hears the faint sound of a soldier's voice calling out, "Way! Make way for the Tortila Guard! Way! Give way!"
