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THE DUNGEON: (1) Out of Whistle

Aska looks to the Old Man, and then to Kaz, in surprise. "Kazareen, you mean in the figurative sense, right?"
She then looks to the Old Man again, and adopts a defensive stance.
 

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The Old Man looks at Kazareen with a bemused smile, watching the accidental nature of a Kender's 'Acquisitioning'.As Kazareen puts things <a few coins, an apple from the Captain's Pouch, a strong smelling Roll of Pipeweed,a length of chain..> into his pockets, the Old Man turns to the other Companions. Even as he speaks, the things lift from Kaz's pockets and redeposit themselves upon the Captain's body (while Kaz isn't watching, mostly), as if by Magic.Kaz 're-acquires' several of the things, with an odd look upon his face that the Captain should have so many duplicates upon his person.
The Old Man speaks again,
'You may refer to me as The Dragon's Mouth, for that is what I am, and what I do. I speak for Raka-Eesa, My Word is His Word.' The Old Man turns to the nearest Blackfoot (the wounded one, the sleeping one is now awake as well), 'What happened Here?' The Blackfoot answers'Sir,these Creatures attacked us, Sir. Unprovoked and without reason. They killed the Captain, Sir.' The Dragon's Mouth nods,'I can see that, you Simpleton, but Why, Praytell...?' The Blackfoot, now a little more nervous speaks again 'It was an unprovok...' The Blackfoot's words become a scream, then a shrill hiss. His face bubbles, pustules and boils instantly erupting and popping, his skin melting from his bones. In a matter of seconds, he is no more than a heap of steaming slag.
The Old Man turns to the other Blackfoot,'Would you care to Illuminate Me? What happened here?'
The Blackfoot hesitates, looking at the bubbling goo that was his fellow Soldier, 'Sir,We entered , looking for some entertainment, Sir. We..um...found some, Sir.These People interfered with our Fun, Sir.The Captain fell in battle with the Dwarf.'
The Old Man nods, 'Excellent, thank you for the Briefing, Soldier.'
The Dragon's Mouth turns back to you, even as the Blackfoot dies in the same Horrible manner as the other one, his screams lasting a mere matter of seconds.
The Dragon's Mouth walks over to the Captain, bending down and slipping off the Gauntlet with the dark Green Stone in the Palm. Turning, he tosses this to another Blackfoot, then stands and faces you again.

<The Room Churns, shifting and swirling. It feels like you are being turned inside out. This is not wholly unlike the feeling of being Seasick, then it is gone.
You stand in a dark Hall, some hundred feet long and nearly half that wide. Banners of Clans or Nations unknown to you all adorn the walls, and suits of armor both mundane and strangely bizarre stand along the Hall's Length.There are no sign of any Blackfoots.>

The Dragon's Mouth speaks 'Now that we are a bit more secluded.I will be frank, for that is how I like to do business. I am not one to waste resources. Needless Killing serves no purpose.The Brute you killed, along with his Lackeys was useful to Raka-Eesa, but not so useful that his knack for brutality could go unpunished forever. However...he was Due to serve in the role of a particular Mission for his Magnificence, Raka-Eesa, and that seems a bit impossible now. Even if we chose to Gift him with Unlife, he would not be the same. You People, however, have shown yourselves to have a certain Quality for resourcefulness.So this is what I offer to you. You undertake the Mission for Raka-Eesa, under a Geas, of course, and in exchange, you will not only get the Agreed upon Reward that the late Captain had coming, but you will continue to live, which, quite frankly, will be a quickly changed state of being if you choose to refuse.I will not tell you of the Mission, but the Reward is 10,000 Gold Pieces and whatever you come across, excluding whatever is set down in the Contract that you will sign. I await your response, you have 10 seconds to decide amongst yourselves.'

OoC:10 Seconds = 1 Post each, no more than a reasonable sentence or two to each other.
 
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"Oh Gond..." Says Aska, using a phrase she had not used since before being abducted. "How on Toril did I get into this mess? Why, why, why can't I just lead a nice, peaceful life?" She turns to Dragon's Mouth. "Ugh. Fine. I'll go. Maybe I can use the money to find a way out of this wretched place." She leans over. "Is this...'contract' negotiable?"
 


OoC:I was hoping that GE would post as well, as I have to run to work now and I really wanted everyone to post before continuing...I'll "See You All" when I get home, in about 12 hours Ugh...Oh, the glamour of the Nightclub Life...
 


The Dragon's Mouth smiles,'Splendid.'

OoC: Your 'Yes' was to a Geas as well, remember.

The Old Man produces four small medallions, each floating over to you and settling about your neck.
Smiling again,'Now,I will make this simple, as I am a rather direct Man. You will deliver a package to the individual known as 'The Gnome King'. This individual dwells within the Labyrinth, though we know not where exactly. Those living within the Labyrinth may aid you, or hinder you, as they see fit.Trust None fully, however, as that region is reknowned for Trickery.These Medallions will see you through the City of Clocks, as the Gnome King is expecting you.Any deviation in deed or attempt to Steal or re-direct the package will result in a Fate that makes what you witnessed happening to the Blackfoot that I questioned in the Tavern seem pleasant. You will be paid 25% of your Fee in advance, 2,500 Gold Drakes <GP> in total. You will leave for The Labyrinth in 1 day's time, so that you have the chance to spend some of the money on equiping as you see fit.Any Questions?
 

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