Wicht
Hero
The corridor comes to an end about twenty feet further on at a large door. Rettburg opens it and motions Kalath through.
On the other side of the door is a lavishly and somewhat garishly decorated room. There are three ogres in the room, each one bigger than the last. The biggest one carries a nasty looking club slung on his belt and stands about ten feet tall. The other two ogres stand at attention glaring menacingly at the unnanounced intrusion but the big one just chuckles.
"Well, well, someone let my good friend Retty out."
"Hello Ooga," says Rettburg with easy familiarity.
"And what makes you think the boss'll let you stay out this time Retty? He was pretty upset at you I recall. I ain't sticking my neck out for you again!"
"Hey Ooga, you can help me, I know you can, and I brought a something along to make it easier. Give the boss half the junk this guy is carrying and we split the other half and I am home free."
About now is when Kalath starts to smell a rat.
On the other side of the door is a lavishly and somewhat garishly decorated room. There are three ogres in the room, each one bigger than the last. The biggest one carries a nasty looking club slung on his belt and stands about ten feet tall. The other two ogres stand at attention glaring menacingly at the unnanounced intrusion but the big one just chuckles.
"Well, well, someone let my good friend Retty out."
"Hello Ooga," says Rettburg with easy familiarity.
"And what makes you think the boss'll let you stay out this time Retty? He was pretty upset at you I recall. I ain't sticking my neck out for you again!"
"Hey Ooga, you can help me, I know you can, and I brought a something along to make it easier. Give the boss half the junk this guy is carrying and we split the other half and I am home free."
About now is when Kalath starts to smell a rat.