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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Telsar" data-source="post: 1592333" data-attributes="member: 18837">Aligor thinks about his former employer.  Boon now runs a small antiques shop.  When the human first hired Aligor quite some time ago, he was looking to control all the high-end thievery going on in town.  But eventually, Aligor moved on to other employment, and a couple of thieves, who Boon was using to grab necklaces off of the necks of rich noblewoman, decided to get greedy and demand a bigger cut.  The results was Boon with a broken arm that never has healed properly, and Boon having to pay more than he wanted to have the thieves assassinated.  Since then, he’s kept things low-key, acting mostly as a fence, but occasionally organizing a particular profitable theft.At the shop, this man with a crooked arm and receding hairline is examining some coins with a monocle when Aligor comes in.  “Did I send for you?  No, no that was a few weeks ago.”  He studies Aligor carefully through his monocle.  “You, my dwarven friend, look hurt.  But I bet the other guy is hurt more, and missing something that you’d like to sell me now.  So, what have you got?”Back at the brothel, Brie does seem taken aback by Accalon’s choice of words. “What do you know about Valasia?  Or think you know?  She isn’t remotely common.  But she’s no equal to me.  Only reason I don’t smack her upside her head every now and then like I do the others is that it wouldn’t do any good.  She’s not too bright, and the backside of my hand isn’t going to change that.  And you better not be one of these johns that needs what they can’t have.  Just stay away from her, you hear me?”“But as for the voyeur rooms, yes we have a couple bedrooms set up for it.  Good idea, that.  When they go up, I’ll make sure someone’s watching.  You, if you want.”</blockquote>

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