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He would take any trip that would get him off the planet</div> <div> Missiledine: Ty is back on line, but says that Tuesdays is no good any more, would like to change nights</div> <div> Dukejr01: no matter to me</div> <div> Dukejr01: mondays won't work because of Joel's game</div> <div> Missiledine: he would prefer Fridays</div> <div> Missiledine: I said I would get back to him on it</div> <div> DawnUnicor: i cant play friday</div> <div> Missiledine: not sure I want to either, but I'm not going to fret about it now.</div> <div> Docportal: I am not sure on how my life will lead</div> <div> Missiledine: Let me open a few files and we will get started</div> <div> Missiledine: Ok, we are about set</div> <div> Missiledine: Dawn, I will be opening an IM directly to you</div> <div> Dukejr01: <the red text of death looks a little orangish></div> <div> Missiledine: hmm</div> <div> Missiledine: it does?</div> <div> Dukejr01: <could be my monitor></div> <div> Missiledine: hope so</div> <div> Missiledine: 8-)</div> <div> Docportal: No It is orangish here also</div> <div> Missiledine: great</div> <div> Missiledine: how about that?</div> <div> Missiledine: pink</div> <div> Docportal: <It is pink. I guess we will live with that></div> <div> Missiledine: prefer the other one</div> <div> Dukejr01: I will refrain from the obvious commentry</div> <div> Missiledine: The GM does NOT DO PINK!</div> <div> Docportal: <lol></div> <div> Docportal: <Red then></div> <div> Missiledine: right.... now that THAT is cleared up</div> <div> DawnUnicor has left the room.</div> <div> Missiledine: oops</div> <div> Docportal: fixed</div> <div> Docportal: <or fixing></div> <div> Missiledine: lol</div> <div> Missiledine: my fault, I asked her to enlarge her font, I think she hit the wrong button</div> <div> Docportal: lol</div> <div> Docportal: Give her a second</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> <div> Dawn12 has entered the room.</div> <div> Missiledine: welcome back</div> <div> Docportal: Dawnunicor is giving her problems</div> <div> Dawn12: i dont know what wrong with this computer</div> <div> DawnUnicor has entered the room.</div> <div> DawnUnicor: hi</div> <div> Docportal: Hi there again.</div> <div> DawnUnicor: oh wow im in aol and netscape at once</div> <div> Missiledine: how are you here in two Ids?</div> <div> Docportal: She is an AOL uses and now has Netscape IM (AIM)</div> <div> Missiledine: interesting</div> <div> DawnUnicor: yep</div> <div> DawnUnicor: yep</div> <div> Docportal: Plesae tell me you not going to double post every thing</div> <div> Missiledine: ok, which one are you going to use tonight, just so I can keep it straight?</div> <div> DawnUnicor: i guess this one</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> <div> Missiledine: Lets get going...</div> <div> Dukejr01: <Kill! ... the other guy.></div> <div> Missiledine: When we broke off you had temporarily parted ways to collect armor, weapons and other gear </div> <div> Missiledine: with a plan to meet in front of the Crow</div> <div> Dukejr01: right. who to do want to run first?</div> <div> Docportal: <I guess I will go first. If that is what you are asking.></div> <div> Missiledine: <hang on a sec! Telephone! &*((^&(^$&^$Y!></div> <div> Docportal: <lol></div> <div> Missiledine: sorry\</div> <div> Dukejr01: <np></div> <div> Docportal: <np></div> <div> Dawn12 has left the room.</div> <div> Missiledine: <Your still here, right Ashley?></div> <div> Missiledine: <maybe not></div> <div> DawnUnicor: yea</div> <div> Docportal: <this take alot of getting use to></div> <div> Missiledine: Ok, Doc.... You will return to your flat to pick up your things...</div> <div> DawnUnicor: <opps></div> <div> Missiledine: Corren will stop in at the bar and talk to Leena, then get his stuff....</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb goes to get his....</div> <div> Missiledine: Doc, in your travels you will meet Dawn.</div> <div> Docportal: "Hi there Dawn"</div> <div> Missiledine: <GM has decided that you to live near each other for game convenience></div> <div> DawnUnicor: Hi doc</div> <div> Missiledine: <Fred></div> <div> Docportal: <I am Fred></div> <div> DawnUnicor: <ok></div> <div> DawnUnicor: <sorry></div> <div> Docportal: <np></div> <div> DawnUnicor: Hi fred</div> <div> Docportal: "would you like to come on an quest?"</div> <div> DawnUnicor: what kind</div> <div> Docportal: "Like all quest that I am part of. High death rate. Money and other loot."</div> <div> DawnUnicor: "well ok"</div> <div> Docportal: "Good to have you on the team. Get your gear then meet me at my house."</div> <div> Docportal: <Sorry flat></div> <div> DawnUnicor: "ok i will be there as soon as i cin"</div> <div> DawnUnicor: <can></div> <div> Docportal: I will now go to my flat.</div> <div> Missiledine: when Dawn catches up at your flat, you will both procede to the Crow where Corren and Rolb are </div> <div> Missiledine: waiting</div> <div> Missiledine: <If anyone is making changes to gear then let me know now></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren is good to go, he makes sure he has beer in his skin.</div> <div> Docportal: I will grab all my gear and wait for Dawn.</div> <div> Missiledine: Corren, you and Rolb are sheltering inside, peering out the badly glazed windows while waiting for</div> <div> Missiledine: Fred to arrive</div> <div> Missiledine: When you see him, he is not alone... </div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren sizes up the newcomer</div> <div> Missiledine: As he approaches the figure you first took for a man, is revealed to be a young woman in mens clothin</div> <div> Missiledine: She appears to be in her mid twenties, about five and a half feet tall with black hair</div> <div> Dukejr01: armour, weapons, callouses on hands from weapon use?</div> <div> Missiledine: She is not wearing any armor</div> <div> DawnUnicor: Dawn starts to humm</div> <div> Docportal: I get in side and I polish my boots. as I introduse Dawn to the others.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Who is this?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Oh this is my friend, Dawn."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Hello Dawn. Why are you here?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Umm I invited her to join us on our quest"</div> <div> Missiledine: GM Correction: She is wearing leather armor and has a large knife at her side</div> <div> Dukejr01: Good. that is better.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Can you use that?" Corren points at Dawn's knife.</div> <div> DawnUnicor: "yes"</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb gives you a pleasant smile, "Tis a pleasure lass! My name is Rolb, this oaf..." He points to </div> <div> DawnUnicor: "thank you"</div> <div> Missiledine: Corren "Is Corren."</div> <div> Missiledine: "So," He continues in a lower voice "Are we ready to go?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren shrugs. "Good enough."</div> <div> Docportal: "I think we are"</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb will wait to see if all are in agreement, then leads the way out into the street</div> <div> Missiledine: It is still cold, wet and rainy</div> <div> DawnUnicor: "yea"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren watches the rear of the party.</div> <div> Missiledine: the temperature is dropping and there is a skim of ice starting to form on the ground</div> <div> Docportal: "We are going to the docks."</div> <div> Missiledine: you head off through the streets, which are all but deserted now as the weather gets worse</div> <div> Docportal: <you know that last time I played. Over a mouth ago it was summer I thought></div> <div> Missiledine: as you approach the docks the air is heavier with damp from the river and the cobbles shine with wet </div> <div> Missiledine: and black ice </div> <div> Missiledine: <No, it was fall></div> <div> Docportal: <oh ok Just checking></div> <div> Missiledine: <The campaign started at Harvest in Sept/Oct></div> <div> Docportal: <k></div> <div> Missiledine: Passing through the rows of warehouses that line the docks, you are now on the street that parallels </div> <div> Missiledine: docks and river</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren watches the shadows</div> <div> Missiledine: there are stone jetties protruding into the river and you can see that there are scores of barges and</div> <div> Docportal: Do I see anything going on with the boats that are docked?</div> <div> Missiledine: boats tied along the wharves</div> <div> Missiledine: almost all have some light, a lantern, hanging somewhere on them, but in the damp and wet it looks as</div> <div> Missiledine: though the decks are deserted</div> <div> Missiledine: "Well, where shall we start looking?" Rolb asks quietly</div> <div> Missiledine: "Left or right?"</div> <div> Docportal: "To the left. Vote on it?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: what is the most remote?</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Left is just as good as any"</div> <div> DawnUnicor: "i say Left"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren keeps to shadows and moves Left</div> <div> Docportal: "Ay left it is."</div> <div> Missiledine: ok... you work your way along the wharf... Some of the warehouses have lights outside, but most are </div> <div> Missiledine: dark and silent</div> <div> Docportal: I listen carefully.</div> <div> Docportal: as we walk</div> <div> Missiledine: The various boats are tied, usually by bow and stern lines... Some are tied so as to stand off a </div> <div> Missiledine: bit from the dock itself</div> <div> Dukejr01: can we see names?</div> <div> Missiledine: A few have gang planks running from the dock to the vessel, but most don't, the plank being removed </div> <div> Docportal: I look for any names on the boats.</div> <div> Missiledine: for the night</div> <div> DawnUnicor: Dawn starts looking as well</div> <div> Missiledine: Some of them have names clearly painted on the bow and/or stern, some don't seem to have any names at</div> <div> Dukejr01: any bums lying about?</div> <div> Missiledine: all. As you walk you can hear voices coming from some of the boats, laughter, music, talking</div> <div> Missiledine: On a night like this? No</div> <div> Dukejr01: k. </div> <div> Missiledine: along the jetties you will also see piles of cargo, barrels, ropes, nets etc... either waiting pickup</div> <div> Missiledine: or loading. Some piles are quite large</div> <div> Docportal: I stop long ebought to polish my boots.</div> <div> Missiledine: Dawn: You smell tobacco, like a pipe, it seems to be coming from a large stack of crates and barrels </div> <div> Dukejr01: hmmm.... anyone standing watch over these piles?</div> <div> Missiledine: ahead of you</div> <div> Missiledine: not that you can see</div> <div> Docportal: Hmmmmm thinking the same thing as me.</div> <div> DawnUnicor: "i smell something"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren sniffs</div> <div> Docportal: I will try to smell.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb peers ahead, "Aye, I do to."</div> <div> Missiledine: You can all smell it now</div> <div> DawnUnicor: "it smell like someone smoking from a pipe"</div> <div> Docportal: I will move in and try to see what is going on.</div> <div> Missiledine: as you approach the pile a gruff voice says, "What the 'ell do ye want?"</div> <div> Docportal: Using fast talk. "I be looking for a boat"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Well, this be the place fer it."</div> <div> Docportal: "Could you tell me where I might find the Stag?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "The Stag? What do ye want with that?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Heard it was the place to get black market items"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Did ya now?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Aye I did."</div> <div> Missiledine: The man doesn't say anything... He is little more then a shadow in the darkness, the only thing you</div> <div> Missiledine: can see is the glow of his pipe</div> <div> Docportal: "I have business to take car of on borad the Boat</div> <div> Missiledine: "Why would ye want something like that I be thinking."</div> <div> Docportal: "I will give you $15 not to ask question and tell me where it is docked"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Do ye think me the kind of man that takes a bribe? I be thinking the Watch might want to know about</div> <div> Missiledine: someone seeking 'Black Market Items"</div> <div> Docportal: "I be looking for a fellow that is part of the Black market."</div> <div> Docportal: <Can someone take over I need to do something></div> <div> Missiledine: <ok></div> <div> Docportal: <Well brb></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren says: "We are just looking for the Stag. Can you help us or not?"</div> <div> Missiledine: The man seems to stir, "If I were you, I wouldn't go poking my nose where it doesn't belong. It might</div> <div> Missiledine: get chopped off."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren grins. "Always sound advice. Thank ye. But one must take some risks if one is to do business, </div> <div> Dukejr01: yes?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "For the lady's sake I'll point the way, but ye best watch yer step. There are some right brawny lads</div> <div> Missiledine: ower that way." </div> <div> Missiledine: He points down the dock in the direction you've been going. "Last one down, ridin at anchor."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Thank ye, again."</div> <div> Docportal: <k I am back I think></div> <div> DawnUnicor: "thanks"</div> <div> Missiledine: The man settles back into the shelter of the pile. "Ye be careful now lass." He calls</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren says to Fred: "Best pay the man."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren heads down that way.</div> <div> Docportal: I pay the man</div> <div> Dukejr01: <remember to keep track of expenses for the group. we will repay it when treasure is split."</div> <div> Missiledine: He takes the money without a word</div> <div> Missiledine: you continue down the docks until the line of boats peters out... there, about forty feet out, is a </div> <div> Docportal: <Alright></div> <div> Missiledine: large barge swinging at anchor off the end of a wooden jetty. There is a stern lamp on a pole that is</div> <div> Missiledine: shining onto the water. There is no sign of anyone on deck, but a glim of light is visible from a </div> <div> Missiledine: hatchway</div> <div> Missiledine: On the jetty is a small shack and there are several piles of cargo along the dock where you are </div> <div> Missiledine: standing</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren stops several yards away from the shack.</div> <div> Missiledine: the barge itself has a long cabin running most of its length and has an enclosed deck</div> <div> Missiledine: ok, you are not going out onto the jetty?</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb looks around carefully, then grunts and bobs his head slightly at the warehouse behind you</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren will see if there are sentries that need to be passed at this point first.</div> <div> Dukejr01: ah</div> <div> Missiledine: The main doors are closed, but three second floor windows are open, tho no one is visible in the dark</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Talk to them first?" corren whispers</div> <div> Missiledine: there are no lights in the warehouse</div> <div> Missiledine: "Talk to whom?" Rolb replies with a murmur</div> <div> Docportal: "We can try that" Fred whispers back</div> <div> Dukejr01: is there a light on in the shack on the jetty?</div> <div> Missiledine: nope</div> <div> Missiledine: everything is dark</div> <div> DawnUnicor: I start to look around</div> <div> Dukejr01: okay. but hte shack is the first structure, besidesthe warehouse.</div> <div> Missiledine: the warehouse has a large set of double doors, big enough for wagons, and a smaller 'man sized door</div> <div> Missiledine: all the doors atre closed</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Warehouse or shack on the jetty?" corren asks rolb.</div> <div> Dukejr01: quietly</div> <div> Missiledine: there are several large stacks of cargo etc on the main docks</div> <div> Docportal: "I think two of us should go for the shack. How about it Corren you and me.?" I whisper</div> <div> Missiledine: <Where atre you looking Dawn?></div> <div> DawnUnicor: <Im looking to make srue that no one so there></div> <div> Missiledine: <Where exactly? The piles, the shack? The doors?></div> <div> Docportal: <windows></div> <div> DawnUnicor: <the doors></div> <div> Missiledine: there are no windows visible on the first floor.. Dawn, you approach the doors. They are closed but </div> <div> Missiledine: there are no visible locks</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren walks over to the door of the warehose. the smaller one</div> <div> Docportal: I follow</div> <div> Docportal: Corren</div> <div> Missiledine: <ok></div> <div> DawnUnicor: i trying to open them</div> <div> Missiledine: <Which ones? Big or small?></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren stops Dawn from opening anything</div> <div> DawnUnicor: <small></div> <div> Dukejr01: "Not polite."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "and could get you killed."</div> <div> Docportal: "We will talk about polite later."</div> <div> DawnUnicor: "sorry"</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb says, "Especially since the owners are watchin us."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren taps on the door lightly.</div> <div> Docportal: "That is nice to know." I look around to see if I see anyone.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Probably with big nasty crossbows aimed at us as we stand here. RIGHT?" Rolb calls out in a loud </div> <div> Missiledine: voice</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren grins.</div> <div> DawnUnicor: "i have a funny felling"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ye can see us, can't ye?"</div> <div> Missiledine: A voice from above calls back "We see you. Now shut up before everyone else hears you!"</div> <div> Missiledine: "What do you want?"</div> <div> Docportal: "I look around more make sure no one esle is whiching."</div> <div> Missiledine: you don't see anyone</div> <div> Docportal: <I not talking></div> <div> Dukejr01: "Business." Corren says.</div> <div> Dukejr01: not too loudly</div> <div> DawnUnicor: i start to humm</div> <div> DawnUnicor: <not loud></div> <div> Missiledine: "Business? What kind of business would that be?"</div> <div> Missiledine: <ok></div> <div> Dukejr01: "That would be for Rhone's ears, yes? Unless you are cutting the deals now."</div> <div> Docportal: I am polish my boots with the wait.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Rhone eh? Who says there is anyone by that name around here?"</div> <div> Docportal: "The bar keep at the Pit."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Hmmph! And what's that to us?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Nothing at all. Just a chance to profit."</div> <div> Missiledine: There is a long silence... Then the voice says. "Only one of you goes on board."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks at Rolb. Shrugs.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Who will it be?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Me."</div> <div> Missiledine: "All right. Go out to the end of the jetty, alone. By the shack you'll see a rope tied to a dinghy. </div> <div> Missiledine: Pull it in, get in. The boat is also tied to the barge, pull yourself over and climb aboard."</div> <div> Missiledine: "The rest of you stay where we can see you. Any foolishness and your friend will float back with his</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods. He turns to the dock and Goes to the shack</div> <div> Missiledine: throat slit."</div> <div> Dukejr01: one there he looks for the boat. and goes over to the barge.</div> <div> Missiledine: reaching the end of the jetty you look down and see a small rowboat with ropes tied bow and stern</div> <div> Missiledine: pulling it over you carefully climb aboard. The rope, the wood, everything is getting a sheen of ice </div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren gets in and pulls himself over to the barge</div> <div> Missiledine: pulling on the other rope you bump gently into the barge and carefully climb up. </div> <div> Missiledine: As Corren climbs over the side you (and he) can see a hatch open on the deck and the head and </div> <div> Missiledine: shoulders of a large man appears </div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren waits.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Who are you and what do you want?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I am a man who wants to do business with Rhone"</div> <div> Missiledine: the man appears large, muscular, heavily scarred about the face and is wearing mail</div> <div> Missiledine: "You have something to sell?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "There is something I want to buy"</div> <div> Missiledine: "What?"</div> <div> Missiledine: So far, those of you on the dock can hear the conversation</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Information"</div> <div> Missiledine: "You think this is a library or somethin?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren laughs, looks around. "Wouldn't matter to me if it was. Information is the best thing to sell,</div> <div> Dukejr01: its weighs nothing, can be transferred easily, and isn't taxed"</div> <div> Missiledine: "It usually ain't cheap either... you got cash?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Some, enough to interest, not enough to kill over. there is more elsewhere."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Hmmm, wait there a moment." The man goes below and the hatch closes. You hear the grating sound of a</div> <div> Missiledine: bolt being shot</div> <div> Missiledine: Back on the dock, Rolb sits on a bale and takes out a pipe and starts filling it. You also notice </div> <div> Missiledine: that he loosens his knife in its scabbard as he sits</div> <div> Missiledine: A couple minutes pass, the wind picks up a bit and the rain increases</div> <div> Docportal: I sit down also loosens my knife and polists my boots.</div> <div> Missiledine: The hatch opens and the man is there again. "All right, come on down. Slowly. Nothin stupid here?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Yes." Corren goes down.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren moves slower than normal.</div> <div> Missiledine: As the rest of you watch Corren goes below. The hatch is closed behind him</div> <div> DawnUnicor: i sit dawn</div> <div> DawnUnicor: <down></div> <div> Missiledine: Below is a low ceiling hold that is filled with boxes, barrels, bundles etc. The area is lit by a </div> <div> Missiledine: candle lanthern. You are led through the mess of stuff to a door that is roughly amidships</div> <div> Missiledine: The door opens as you approach, the room beyond is dark. The door opens inwards. "Go in." You are tol</div> <div> Missiledine: told.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren does so without a word</div> <div> Missiledine: The big man stays outside</div> <div> Missiledine: The door is closed behind you. For a moment you are in absolute darkness, then a panel slides away </div> <div> Missiledine: and bright light streams from a hooded lantern. A hooded figure is dimly visible seated at a table</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren smells carefully. trying to detect man sweat or decomposing flesh.</div> <div> Missiledine: "You look to buy something?" A voice asks</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Aye. Information."</div> <div> Missiledine: The air is full of the scents of spices, perfumes, foods and yes, sweat</div> <div> Dukejr01: k</div> <div> Missiledine: "What kind of information?"</div> <div> Missiledine: there is someone standing behind you Corren</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren smiles slightly. his ears fix on the man behind him listening for movement</div> <div> Missiledine: You find yourself squinting as the lantern light is aimed at your face, there are at least three </div> <div> Missiledine: people in the room with you</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I want to kind a man, a particularly dangerous man who troubles me."</div> <div> Missiledine: The man behind you, the man talking, and who ever is working the light</div> <div> Missiledine: <kind?></div> <div> Missiledine: <lol></div> <div> Dukejr01: find</div> <div> Missiledine: <I know!></div> <div> Missiledine: "Why come here?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren shrugs. "You are likely to know and be willing to part with that information"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Perhaps, who is it you are looking for?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: <make or break time></div> <div> Dukejr01: "Sharkey"</div> <div> Docportal: <yep></div> <div> Missiledine: :-D</div> <div> Missiledine: "Sharkey? You are right, he is a dangerous man. Why should I help you find him?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "I assume you wish him...ill." There is an almost imperceptable hint of humor in that </div> <div> Dukejr01: "You assume correctly. I can think of a few reasons you might want someone else to deal with him...."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "money and self preservation among them"</div> <div> Missiledine: "He has been a.... reliable customer for many years. Why should I do anything to change that?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Yes. there is that. He has also lost his recent store of goods. The Hunchback is dead, as are </div> <div> Dukejr01: several of his men. HE might not be as good a customer in the future."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Sharkey is the brains, but the team is broken. And he may be distracted"</div> <div> Missiledine: "So I have heard, but misfortune comes to those in his line of work. There will be other hauls."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Distracted?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Certainly. Sharkey is a necromancer. is he really in it for the money? Or does he have other goals </div> <div> Dukejr01: that he is more likely to pursue now that his base in the Girvan forest is gone and the Law has taken</div> <div> Dukejr01: an interest?</div> <div> Missiledine: "What do I care what he does with his victims?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "The law hasn't caught him yet."</div> <div> Missiledine: "And Sharkey has more then one bolt hole."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Of course not. But his use of Blue Cloaks might attract Royal investigation.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Bah, the Inquisitors haven't caught him. I am suppose to think that the Royal Constable will </div> <div> Missiledine: suddenly take an interest? You have to do better then that!"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Merely a possibility. But the point remains that the Hunchback will not be a customer in the future.</div> <div> Missiledine: "What have you to offer in exchange? Not that I think the likes of you can take Sharkey."</div> <div> Missiledine: "But if I am to loose a valued customer, what do I get in return?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren grins. "then you don't have anything to worry about. you can have both money for the </div> <div> Dukejr01: information and still keep Sharkey as a customer."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "If we do take sharkey, perhaps I can offer a share of the profit as a sweetener."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Perhaps, but even if Sharkey uses your corpse for his next experiment, I could still lose a customer</div> <div> Missiledine: "Hmm, what are you proposing?</div> <div> Missiledine: A share of the reward?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "There should be plenty. sharkey is worth 2000 alone."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Say, 10% of the total reward of all the heads we take"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Yes, in my line of work it pays to keep track of the score." Someone in the room chuckles at that</div> <div> Missiledine: "ten percent? Hah! I wouldn't wipe my arse for ten percent! Fifty."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Twenty"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Forty, plus 500 now."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I will be doing the bleeding. Twenty five and 200 now."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Thirty [percent, 400 now AND any 'merchandise' that Sharkey may have lying about."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren muses "Merchandise.... How will we transport it?"</div> <div> Missiledine: There is silence in response</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I suppose we could let you know were it is"</div> <div> Missiledine: Still no reply</div> <div> Dukejr01: "or we would need a boat."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Arrangements can be made. Do we have a deal?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Agreed"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Let me see the coin."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I have 200 on me. the rest is with my friends."</div> <div> Missiledine: "If you play me false, I swear you will awake with your throat slit! You and all your friends!"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "You have my word as a Katalla mercenary"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren is very serious.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Hmmph. A Katallahn eh? Hmmm. Very well. Give me the two now, pay my man two more on the dock."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren hands over the cash.</div> <div> Missiledine: "And remember, if you think to cheat us of our share, you will not walk this earth for long!"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren laughs shortly. "I wouldn't dream of it. first, I may wish to do business again, and I </div> <div> Dukejr01: just gave you my word."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Sharkey has three places that he and the Hunchback established for hideaways... The Girvan forest</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods.</div> <div> Missiledine: was his favorite striking post. It was convenient to the river and the roads."</div> <div> Missiledine: "But his most secure, and the one I think he will go to, to lick his wounds, is in the Palood."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Coren grunts, nodding.</div> <div> Missiledine: "It's about forty miles east of here and maybe twelve or fifteen miles into the swamp. There is a </div> <div> Missiledine: series of low hills there and one of them was the site of a kobold village. The Hunchback evicted the</div> <div> Missiledine: little runts and took it over, fortifying it and expanding it as needed."</div> <div> Missiledine: "That is where I think you'll find him."</div> <div> Missiledine: "The third place, and the one I think he;ll avoid now, is in the town of Neuss. Both the Hunch and </div> <div> Missiledine: Sharkey had women there. But I think he'll avoid it until things cool down a bit."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "What of your 'arrangements'?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "If you collect Sharkey's head, a big IF I'll admit. And those of the others... The reward will come </div> <div> Missiledine: to..." He pauses thinking a bit</div> <div> Missiledine: "12,000. Bring me the heads and I will give you and yours 8400 and make arrangemts to collect the </div> <div> Missiledine: rewards myself."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "some may escape"</div> <div> Missiledine: "I will have the Stag anchored in the river, near the part of the Palood where the village is. </div> <div> Missiledine: Contact my people and they will pick up the goods and what ever heads you collect. You will be paid </div> <div> Missiledine: accordingly."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "How can I be assured that you will play me true?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "If you try and collect the reward yourself, I will hear of it."</div> <div> Missiledine: "In my line of work you are only as good as your word."</div> <div> Missiledine: "If I renig on a deal, I loose customers."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "We have something in common then." Corren grins. </div> <div> Missiledine: <What is with my spelling tonight! And typing!></div> <div> Missiledine: "Yes, be sure your friends understand that too."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Good hunting." The meeting is clearly over. The light goes out and the door opens behind you</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren leaves.</div> <div> Missiledine: The big man follows you to the hatch and will watch you exit and climb down to the boat</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren calmly returns.</div> <div> Missiledine: On the dock you see Corren come out and get in the boat</div> <div> Missiledine: A few minutes later he is climbing onto the jetty</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren strolls to rejoin his friends.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb taps out his pipe, packs it away and gets up and stretches</div> <div> DawnUnicor: I stand up</div> <div> Docportal: I stand look around looking to see if any one is moving about</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren goes for his pack. "I need some extra cash. 12 bucks will do."</div> <div> Missiledine: The small door opens and a weasely looking man is there. As Corren approaches he says, "Whers the mon</div> <div> Missiledine: Money?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren is counting out the money.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb grunts and passes you some coins</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren pays the man.</div> <div> Missiledine: He takes it and without a word goes back inside, closing the door firmly</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Lets go. I will tell you all about it privately"</div> <div> DawnUnicor: i start humming</div> <div> Docportal: I follow the team.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb looks about, casually enough, waves to one of the open windows, and follows</div> <div> Dukejr01: "That was expensive"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Oh?"</div> <div> Docportal: "I am hoping to make money on this not lose money."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Aye. Sharkey was a good customer. took convincing."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren shuts til we can get to someplace quiet.</div> <div> Missiledine: Heading back to the Crow? Or somewhere else?</div> <div> Docportal: How about my Flat?</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Works for me"</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb shrugs, "good enough."</div> <div> Docportal: I lead the way back to my Flat</div> <div> Missiledine: Fred's place is in the seedier side of town, a second story two room affair above a candle makers sho</div> <div> Missiledine: shop</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren treads lightly up the stairs,.</div> <div> Docportal: I unlock the door</div> <div> Docportal: and then lead the way in.</div> <div> Missiledine: the place is drafty, dingey and filled with moth eaten second hand furniture (sorry Doc, but its all </div> <div> Missiledine: you can afford!)</div> <div> Docportal: <I kown this, Plan to buy newer stuff soon></div> <div> Dukejr01: "This is the deal I cut... I agreed to give Rhone 30% of the reward for Sharkey and his men. plus 400</div> <div> Dukejr01: up front. plus Rhone gets whatever merchandise Sharkey is storing."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "That means that if we succeed. we get 70% of the reward money plus loot minus anything stored"</div> <div> Docportal: Hopful we can get some of the merchandise out of it.</div> <div> DawnUnicor: I sit down</div> <div> Docportal: "I am right there are only two mage here?"</div> <div> Missiledine: that you know of</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Merchandise will of course be the stuff obviously stored for later sale, not personal equipment</div> <div> Dukejr01: or money stashed away or anything else.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb shrugs, "Fair enough, no point worryin about what isn't ours yet."</div> <div> Docportal: Money and equipment is the only thing I am after here. And of course Sharkey spell books.</div> <div> Missiledine: "So, where do we find the little albino bastard?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren tells them of where Sharkey's boltholes are and what the exchange is</div> <div> Dukejr01: ype it all out?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: oops</div> <div> Dukejr01: <shall I type it all out?"</div> <div> Missiledine: ""A village eh? Did Master Rhone give ye any clue as to what we might expect there?"</div> <div> Missiledine: <Not for my benefit></div> <div> Dukejr01: "No. I didn't ask... damn."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "You are both mages? What can ye do?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Well, I'd wager, that aside from his blades and bully boys, we are gonna see some fine examples of </div> <div> Missiledine: the Necromancer's art."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Joy. and he has had some time to make them. from his victims as well."</div> <div> Missiledine: <Gonna have to close up soon! I have things to attend to tonight.></div> <div> Dukejr01: <k></div> <div> Docportal: "Yep, what loads of fun we will have. "</div> <div> Missiledine: <Any other questions and/or comments?></div> <div> Dukejr01: nope. </div> <div> DawnUnicor: <no></div> <div> Docportal: nope I think my pillow is calling.</div> <div> Docportal: tho</div> <div> Dukejr01: call it here?</div> <div> Docportal: yes</div> <div> Missiledine: ok then, good night one and all! Till next Week! Same bat time, same bat channel!</div> <div> Docportal: lol</div> <div> Dukejr01: night</div> <div> Docportal: night</div> <div> Dukejr01 has left the room.</div> <div> Missiledine: night</div> </td> </tr></table></body>