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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mallak" data-source="post: 3178076" data-attributes="member: 37105">The Sword of Adonai seems to sing as it flashes through the air.  Dietrich eyes the hard looks of the crew and licks his lips nervously.  There is sweat on his brow."Look, I tell you whatever you want to know, but if you take so much as a step I swear by all the gods I'll punch a hole clean through you.  I got this crossbow from a gnome wizard, and it's guarenteed to put a big flaming hole in your day!"  The crossbow wavers in the man's hands a bit, but he steadies it against the overturned table. "I...Captain Turion was a client of mine.  I...assist folks in finding buyers for hard to sell and rare or one of a kind items.  Captain Turion often had these little knick-knacks he'd bring me.  I arranged a meeting between him and some foreigners in the back room of the Arrow in the Bull, but you already knew that.  I just introduced them, that's all.  When Ben and I got to the tavern, one of the foreigners was already there up with a couple of local thugs.  I told Ben we should back off, but he wanted to go through with the meeting.  After that, I just stood by the door.  I...I couldn't hear what they were saying.  Their lips were moving, but no sound came out.  Then, Ben seemed to get really upset about something.  He stood up like he was going to leave, but one of the thugs grabbed him from behind.  Ben kicked the table over struggling, the lamp broke against one of the kegs, and that's when I ran.  I'm not proud of it, but that's all I know, I swear.  I didn't have anything to do with Captain Ben's death.  It's those two thugs and that foreign guy you want."</blockquote>

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