Chapter 41
Departing Osiruk
Saraphin: Oh Lytha
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Y...Yes, Sp...Spag sh...should ac...accompany us.
Lytha: {glances hervously}
T.A. Grimbergen: Hello lvo. (love) *looks at lytha and sighs*
Saraphin: that way you and TA can catch up with Maglor Kyili
Spag Hetti: Grimbergen!
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Oh, TA! *embraces him, buries her face in his chest*
Lytha: {turns pale} No!!! YOu don't break her! I didn't touch you!!!
T.A. Grimbergen: Good eve, general. Where is Maglor and sir phillip?
Saraphin: TA she really needs you tonight... take extra care of her. please
T.A. Grimbergen: Oh...is something the matter, woodland flower?
Saraphin: [Whisper] We go now for the antidote
T.A. Grimbergen: *gently strokes her hair*
Kyilaliana Jadystana: It...It is o...okay. *looks up determinedly* I...I am o...okay now.
T.A. Grimbergen: Forgive my absence...may i inquire what caused you so much gried? (grief)
Maglor the Singer: Grimbergen. Where are the others?
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Well, there w...was th...this m...man and we w...went into the wr...wrong h...house and the g...guards came and th...then the m...man was sh...shot and...
T.A. Grimbergen: Maglor...Sir Phillip
Maglor the Singer: Where are the others?
Kyilaliana Jadystana: *looks flustered*
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah...and he was not a burglar?
Maglor the Singer: Kyil is distraught. It has been hard for her
T.A. Grimbergen: I believe they went to pick up the antidote
Philip Cruz'ado: He may have been. I think more he was a simple con man.
T.A. Grimbergen: I am ashamed for not having been here for her
Maglor the Singer: When they return, we must act quickly
T.A. Grimbergen: What is the plan of action?
Maglor the Singer: When they return, we shall together go to the Broken Dagger
Kyilaliana Jadystana: *nods*
Maglor the Singer: And there, we will force the dwarf that works there to tell us what he knows
T.A. Grimbergen: Vengeance? Ah
Maglor the Singer: of redous ranther. I warn you, he may prove to be a touch cookie. What is it, Phillip?
Philip Cruz'ado: Consider speaking with the fellow before coming to blows. You're the one with the silver tongue, no?
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Yes, pl...please M...Maglor.
Maglor the Singer: I have already spoken with him, and he would tell me nothing
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Oh... *ears twitch nervously*
Maglor the Singer: He claimed to be an innocent blacksmith. And who was it murdered the wanderer?
Philip Cruz'ado: Did ye ask, or demand?
Maglor the Singer: Did anyone see where the arrow came from? I asked, and when asking failed, I demanded
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Fr...From b...behind me, to the s...south.
Philip Cruz'ado: *chuckles* I can see ye're no Guildmember, at least.
T.A. Grimbergen: Guildmember?
Maglor the Singer: Can you detect any sign of the killer Kyil?
Philip Cruz'ado: *looks to T.A.* Thieves' Guild.
Kyilaliana Jadystana: I...I could look but the st...stone w...walkway h...here...*pauses*...Let m...me see.
Hafur Trofin: coin for an ale
T.A. Grimbergen: That's a bad habit, master dwarf
Kyilaliana Jadystana: *examines ground with thorough care*
Hafur Trofin: tis a good habit
T.A. Grimbergen: Why is that?
Hafur Trofin: a bad habit would be not drinking. why have you ever seen a sober dwarf
T.A. Grimbergen: *grins* I see...why is drink so good? Hah! Indeed I have! I travelled for a time with a most upstanding dwarven champion
Hafur Trofin: then you have seen an unhappy dwarf
Kyilaliana Jadystana: *traces fingers tentatively through dirt*
T.A. Grimbergen: Nay...he was happy in slaying trolls and rectifying evil
Kyilaliana Jadystana: I...I see n...nothing. I...I am s...sorry.
Hafur Trofin: na he was most unhappy I assure you
Maglor the Singer: We must remain vigilant then
Hafur Trofin: now a drunk dwarf is a happy dwarf
Kyilaliana Jadystana: *nods*
T.A. Grimbergen: Tell me, why do you wear such a fine suit of armor yet do not have coin for drink?
Maglor the Singer: But why did the killer slay the wanderer, when he could have slain one of us?
Hafur Trofin: well I have to protect me self
Philip Cruz'ado: He was speaking of the Guild.
Maglor the Singer: Then, the Guild was behind his death?
T.A. Grimbergen: What from? A happy drunk...as you imply dwarves are, shouldn't attract danger
Hafur Trofin: and protection comes at a price
Philip Cruz'ado: And Redous. Either would silence a loose tongue.
Hafur Trofin: even a happy dwarf has ruffians that try and take his ale coin
Kyilaliana Jadystana: By m...m...murdering that m...man, we are in the d...dark alive as m.;..much as we w...would be d...d...dead.
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods* for much less effort.
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah...indeed....so, perhaps you can convince me to part with some coin
Kyilaliana Jadystana: *shuffles feet conspiciously*
Maglor the Singer: *strokes chin
Hafur Trofin: and how might I do that
Maglor the Singer: i HOPE THAT ALL IS WELL WITH THE ANTIDOTE. ooc oops
T.A. Grimbergen: How well do you know this city
Kyilaliana Jadystana: *puts finger to her lips*
Hafur Trofin: well enough
T.A. Grimbergen: Indeed...know you a certain character by the name of Rantehr? (ranther)
Maglor the Singer: There is another issue: it costs 25 gp to sail to esirup. And I have no money, nor do anyothers, I think
Philip Cruz'ado: In total? Or each?
Maglor the Singer: I suspect it will be for each of us
Hafur Trofin: [Whisper] have heard of him but would rather not have the coin and still have me life
Philip Cruz'ado: A high price.
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Sh...Should we go to th...them, M...Maglor? To see h...how they are pro...proceeding with re...retrieving the an...antitode? *blinks nervously*
Maglor the Singer: I have a feeling that our dwarvish friend will be happy to pay for our transport
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] Oh come now...no one will know of your part if you were to divulge some bit to me
Maglor the Singer: Do you know hwere they are, cousin?
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] Why would anyone think you had any dealings with me?
Hafur Trofin: [Whisper] the city has ears my friend and your friends over ther woudl best to know it.
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Well, um...no. *looks embarrassed*
Maglor the Singer: Nor do I, I"m afraid
Philip Cruz'ado: If they visit the apothecary, I remember the place.
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] I'm sure you, given how well you know the city, can find some place where there is safety in sharing this knwoledge
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Was...Was that m...man not in the inn h...here?
Hafur Trofin: [Whisper] they know not how to keep themselfs quite everone in town knows that they are up to
Maglor the Singer: Was he?
Kyilaliana Jadystana: W...Well... *ears twitch nervously*
Philip Cruz'ado: *shakes his head* The metal-doored inn. With the drunken 'keeper.
Hafur Trofin: [Whisper] so you have a friend that is poisoned hu?
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] Yes...I'm afraid so...our silver tongued bard is also quite loosely lipped
Kyilaliana Jadystana: R...Right. *shuffles feet conspiciously*
Philip Cruz'ado: *points*
Hafur Trofin: [Whisper] I would watch your backs Ral knows your coming for him. and warn your friends to not yell there intenions *winks
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] I'm sure that piece of news spread quickly. I tell you tough, if you were to help me with a bit of information, I will not inform my bardic friend the source of it
Hafur Trofin: *looks over his sholder sweating*
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] I swear on my sword that your identity stays secret with my life
Kyilaliana Jadystana: He...He prop...propositioned me. Th...Th...That b...bartender. I...I do n...not wish to go in th...that establishment a...a...alone.
Maglor the Singer: Did you tell Grimbergen of this? He must defend your honor!
Hafur Trofin: [Whisper] I know *looks at maglor*
Kyilaliana Jadystana: It...I...
Philip Cruz'ado: I will meet you there.
T.A. Grimbergen: Wait! Mater dward! Sir...
TownGuard44: stop
T.A. Grimbergen: Yes, ma'am?
TownGuard44: mister hafur here tells me you tryed to rob him is that true
T.A. Grimbergen: What?!
TownGuard44: come with me please sir
T.A. Grimbergen: Nonsense! the truth is, I was going to give him gold for a tour of the city. He's a drunkard...how can you believe him?
Kadarr : [Shout] ooc: dm K needs 5... either join me or I'll brb
TownGuard44: /
Kyilaliana Jadystana: ooc-break time!
Lytha : AFK, little scorceress room....
TownGuard44 : [Shout] going afk me self
Kadarr : [Shout] ooc: offical break take 5
Lytha : Back!
Kadarr : [Shout] DM: K back....
TownGuard44 : [Shout] dodger back
TownGuard44: come with me please sir
T.A. Grimbergen: Alright
TownGuard44: sorry about that
T.A. Grimbergen: Oh?
TownGuard44: he gets that way everyonce inawile
T.A. Grimbergen: No apologies...I understand
TownGuard44: have a good day sir
T.A. Grimbergen: So, I am free to leave?
TownGuard44: yes
T.A. Grimbergen: Thank you, ma'am. Well...I had no luck with that drunken dwarf
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Oh... *coils ringlet of hair, chews split end*
Saraphin: I have it
T.A. Grimbergen: When I mentioned Ranther he immediately recoiled in fear
Saraphin: and I think it is the one
Kyilaliana Jadystana: *shuffles feet conspiciously*
Saraphin: and he has another that I think is not the one
Spag Hetti: How much do we need to hire a boat?
Kyilaliana Jadystana: M...Maglor said tw...twenty-five a p...piece.
T.A. Grimbergen: I only have 4 gold left on my person
Saraphin: You are well richer then I
Lytha: {carefully and nerviously, approaches My, holding out her purse}
Spag Hetti: So 150 gold? Let's go, I will pay our way.
Saraphin: *looks appriciatively at Spag*
Spag Hetti: Keep your gold girl...
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Wh...Where is the Br...Broken D...Dagger?
Lytha: {looks sad at the rejection}
Saraphin: *smiles up at him gently*
T.A. Grimbergen: Blue dagger?
Lytha: {eyes starting to tear}
Saraphin: *sighs*
Philip Cruz'ado: Broken. Not Blue.
Saraphin: Lytha
T.A. Grimbergen: Oh...
Kyilaliana Jadystana: *nods*
Saraphin: Dear
Lytha: {eyes still staring at My}
Saraphin: He wants you to keep it... for your own sake. *smiles softly* Cause he likes you
Spag Hetti: Where do we find the boatmasters?
Lytha: {turns pale} No!
Saraphin: like a brother would
T.A. Grimbergen: There are some guards on the docks...perhaps they know
Saraphin: not bad
Lytha: I don't have a brother.
Spag Hetti: Who did not understand what, Cruzado?
Saraphin: not, like IF you had a brother
Lytha: Like.. like... like a .. father? {eyes staring, the expression unreadable}
Philip Cruz'ado: Lytha. She wished you to take the gold. You should have.
Saraphin: no
T.A. Grimbergen: I doubt spag would take any handouts from anyone
Saraphin: *reaches out gently to Lytha* Like an ugly sister. *smiles laughingly*
Lytha: {giggles, taking her hand}
Spag Hetti: I don't have time to entertain the needs of that deranged child.
Lytha: You're not ugly.
T.A. Grimbergen: That's putting it bluntly...
Philip Cruz'ado: She merely wished to help.
Kyilaliana Jadystana: Sp...Spag!
Spag Hetti: Hmph.
Saraphin: So get the boat, I will calm her down. And we can go
Philip Cruz'ado: Follow me.
Spag Hetti: Let's go.
T.A. Grimbergen: What is this establishment, Phillip?
Philip Cruz'ado: The dockmaster's.
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah
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