SelcSilverhand
First Post
The man in the corner groans and opens his eyes. Clutching his bruised head with one hand he struggles to his feet. "Auch, ^%#@ing rats and that %$#@ing kid. When I get my hands on them I'm going to..." He stops suddenly as he spots the cubbard and hurries over. "Oh gods no! The lockbox! The money! I can't pay the tavern's debt without it! I'm ruined! The Hand is going to cut off my..." Seeing a female present he stutters a moment "my.. err.. delicate parts. What am I going to do!" He turns to Kala and grabs her hands "Please, you have to help me find the money! I'll pay you! I just have to make the next payment or else!"
Out the back door you can see a dim alleyway. The sun is nearly set and the surrounding buildings cast long shadows. You see no one immediately in sight, however following the trail of flour dust leads you to a rusty grate set in the ground. From the smell of grease and rotting vegetables, you can guess this is where the tavern dumps their waste. You can see scrape marks on the ground where the metal has been recently moved.
Out the back door you can see a dim alleyway. The sun is nearly set and the surrounding buildings cast long shadows. You see no one immediately in sight, however following the trail of flour dust leads you to a rusty grate set in the ground. From the smell of grease and rotting vegetables, you can guess this is where the tavern dumps their waste. You can see scrape marks on the ground where the metal has been recently moved.