Figuring it’s about time Naomi found out what everyone else knows, and that this is probably the best place to do it, Colmarr heads upstairs with her in tow... wondering if she’s already put some of it together herself, with what they’ve seen.Mallak said:"Let us speak upon these matters further, in private."
“Hmm, well you know already that Captain Ben went to that meeting of his. From what we’ve been able to piece together ma'am, the meeting was held in the back room of the Arrow in the Bull, between the captain and a foreigner with a few local bodyguards. A scuffle broke out between the two parties, which also started the fire that gutted the tavern.” Colmarr sighs and pauses, before continuing. “From there we’re back to guessing, I’m afraid, as our eyewitness ran at that point. We have seen the... body... they pulled from the wreckage of the tavern though. It was a man of about the captain’s size, which looks to have been wearing a blue wool jacket and brown canvas pants. I’m sorry ma’am, I really hope you can tell us he wasn’t wearing that kind of clothing when he left here, but if you can’t it seems Captain Ben is dead...”Mallak said:"Please, tell me what happened to Captain Ben."
"Eh, wot?" The musician looks startled for a moment when Denther walks up to him, but he quickly relaxes. "Oh, that. You didn't hear about the Arrow in the Bull burning down? Huh. Well, I wasn't actually there, I just wrote the song. Don't rightly know what Captain Ben is. I figure it's a type of liquor, rum or somethin'. Heh, I know if my throat were parched by a fire, I'd be calling out for a little Captain Ben. Heh. Barry might know, he was there. He knows his liquors, too." The musician nods to a grizzled old sailor drinking and throwing dice with three other men at a nearby table.Denther said:"That was quite the song. Who is this 'Captain Ben' and why a song about him?"
The bard begins to sing in a high, sweet voice. To those with an ear for music, there is a sadness hidden in the tune, and there is something subtly chilling about the lyrics.Grondar said:Grondar stays in the common room of the penny ... listening to the music
Grow gently green grasses,
My Love is at rest.
Blow softly fresh breezes
Across my Love's breast.
Sing sweetly, O Robin,
Atop of your nest.
All nature whisper,
My Love is at rest.
Come quickly twilight
To bid us to home.
Come swiftly Moon from
Where e'er she did roam.
Come now the Earth, wake
My Love from the loam.
Come forth a chill night
To bid us to home.
Pray tell, ye Fir Trees,
Where's hidden Mae'ruth?
I beg and beseech you,
And bid tell the truth.
I seek and I search, for
Her scent is the proof.
So come out and tell me
Where's hidden Mae'ruth?
Welcome, My Love, Home.
Here let us stay.
Welcome, My Love, to
The end of the day.
The Night beckons outside;
Afar do not stray.
We've a warm bed and fire,
So, here let us stay.
Not wanting Naomi to hear some of the more gruesome details, Malachi is hesitant to talk, but Ms. Wendette should know what they know. <Adonai, keep us all strong in these troubled times.>unleashed said:“Hmm, well you know already that Captain Ben went to that meeting of his. From what we’ve been able to piece together ma'am, the meeting was held in the back room of the Arrow in the Bull, between the captain and a foreigner with a few local bodyguards. A scuffle broke out between the two parties, which also started the fire that gutted the tavern.” Colmarr sighs and pauses, before continuing. “From there we’re back to guessing, I’m afraid, as our eyewitness ran at that point. We have seen the... body... they pulled from the wreckage of the tavern though. It was a man of about the captain’s size, which looks to have been wearing a blue wool jacket and brown canvas pants. I’m sorry ma’am, I really hope you can tell us he wasn’t wearing that kind of clothing when he left here, but if you can’t it seems Captain Ben is dead...”
Colmarr said:"...looks to have been wearing a blue wool jacket and brown canvas pants. I’m sorry ma’am, I really hope you can tell us he wasn’t wearing that kind of clothing when he left here, but if you can’t it seems Captain Ben is dead...”
"He...Ben is dead?" The innkeeper seems at a loss for words. "He said he had just a few things to take care of and he'd be back later. I...I..." She begins to weep quietly. "I would like to see his body before they bury it," she says, wiping at her tears. "And I'll take his effects, if you don't mind. I can't seem to remember what he was wearing last night. I can remember the spot of red at his temple where he cut himself shaving, but I can't remember what he was wearing. Isn't that silly? I'd just given him new woolen socks, too. Bennie always did have trouble finding socks..." She trails off, looking lost. From behind Colmarr, Naomi lets out a muffled sob. It seems she was trying to hold back her tears. Mrs. Wendette holds her arms out to the child. "Oh, c'mere, Bobbin, let's cry together." Naomi moves over to the innkeeper and wraps her tiny arms around the woman's bulk. Together they weep for a time.Malachi said:"...and I imagine the scuffle was because the Captain was asked to engage in illegal activity. At least, I think that's what makes sense to me so far. We're still looking into the matter, of course, and I hope to serve justice to the vile bas--" Malachi catches himself so that he doesn't get too animated. He's angry at what's happened, but he's trying to keep his head. "...the men that did this. Adonai calls for her land to be healed."
Malachi pauses again. "Ben's body is in the morgue, to be set to sea tomorrow. I've been going over the papers for the cargo in the hold, and such. We haven't discussed what to do with his personal effects."