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The Sullen Selkie!

Posted by The OligarchFor group 0
The Oligarch
GM, 162 posts
The Boss
Greyhawk's Finest
Fri 8 Jul 2016
at 02:43
  • msg #1

The Sullen Selkie!

After Dev convinced the bouncer, a stocky mariner with a hook for a left hand, that he was harmless and that he indeed had the "package", he opened the solid door to let the party into the shadowy bar. Inside the bar everything was almost hidden in shadows. The only light came from the hearth and baskets filled with the glowing organs of fire beetles. The place smelled of stale beer and a savory fish stew.

A small fire burned quietly sending smoke into the bar's interior, which only added to the darkness and black mood of the bar. Against the far wall, enclosed sections had been set aside as secret rooms for those who wanted more privacy.

A long bar stood against the left wall and was half filled with sailors, rogues, longshoremen, and every other type of scum in Shack Town. The bartender was a small human with pox marks covering his face. He nodded to Dev but didn't say anything, as if he was trying to figure out who they were or remember if he had seen them before. Finally the bouncer spoke up.

"Master Nathane sent'em boss. They 'ave the package!" he said hitching a thumb over his shoulder at Ren.

"Not so loud dolt!" spat the barkeep. "Awright, go ta the end o' the bar. I'll bring ya drinks. Then go to one o' the stalls fer privacy. You in charge big'un?"
Deverick
player, 175 posts
Fri 8 Jul 2016
at 02:57
  • msg #2

The Sullen Selkie!

 When the group gained access to the interior of the tavern, it reminded Dev more of a tomb, then tap room. The Innkeeper asked if Dev was in charge, why did everyone ask if he was in charge? Deverick only considered himself in charge of Deverick, not the rest of them. But he had to give the man an answer.

  " Aye, and at the same time,nay. We be equals in this er job, but I can speak fer em in most things. We could all use a bloody drink, I be thinkin. C'mon lads."

 Deverick went over and sat down at a stall, but he attempted to position himself so as not to be surprised if this went south.
The Oligarch
GM, 164 posts
The Boss
Greyhawk's Finest
Sat 9 Jul 2016
at 00:39
  • msg #3

The Sullen Selkie!

The old tapster came over, his beady eyes taking in the group with quick furtive glances. Finally he cleared his throat.

"That's wot we got! So makes up yer minds n' be quick!" be nearly shouted while he pointed to a sign over the bar:

Dragon Piss: 2 cumenz (cp)
Pike's Ale: 4 cumenz (cp)
Rusty Whiskey: 1 noble (sp)


In a much lower voice he said "I'll be right back ta talk once I get the drinks."


Glancing around and seeing the other patrons going about their business he smiled, it did little to make his pox marked face look better.

"There's trouble about n' Ren be just the tip o' the dragon's tail."

Ren gave the barkeep a wink "Pike's ale if you please."

Ovo scoffed at the Master Merchant "That's yer best. Nay! Rusty whiskey fer me... make it a double!"

Blossom shook her head but her smile yook some of the sting out of the glare in her ice blue eyes.

"Vell dat settles it! I vas vanting da vhiskey but mac mine ah ale. Nuth'n Ovo vould drink could be gud."

The tapster looked to Dev "N' you big'un... wot fer ye then?"
This message was last edited by the GM at 00:43, Sat 09 July 2016.
Deverick
player, 178 posts
Sat 9 Jul 2016
at 01:07
  • msg #4

The Sullen Selkie!

 Deverick made use his steel was loose in their scabbards before the Tavern Master approached them. When asked what he wanted to drink, Dev took a look at the broad board that proclaimed the fine beverages this establishment boast,and almost asked for water from the river. But he went the moment.

" Pikes Ale fer me."
The Oligarch
GM, 165 posts
The Boss
Greyhawk's Finest
Sat 9 Jul 2016
at 02:57
  • msg #5

The Sullen Selkie!

The tapster left to gather the drinks and the tavern seemed to return to the muffled conversations, the ribald laughter, and the occasional argument betwixt patrons. Ren looked about the place and then shrugged.

"I know no one here this eve. I have been here before. The barkeep and I have an arrangement of sorts. I helped him raise funds for this place and he was to provide me with information... about trade and other things a merchant may wish to know. The merchant who knows of goods that will enter Greyhawk before others usually makes the biggest profit. That and he was to allow me to stay when I was in need of a place to hide away for a while."

He then lowered his voice.

"I trust the old elf and the dwarf mind... well mostly but someone on the inside aided my abduction. No doubt that's why they suggested bringing me here. Now that is bad enough but... a visitor came to see the cleric just hours before you rescued me. I over heard them through the wall. The cleric was to ransom me back to the Union but this visitor suggested a different plan altogether. He stated that he wished to use me... supplant me really with another who would take my place upon the ruling council. How would they do this... my guess would be magic. Why? I know not, only that someone he named only SHE wished it."
This message was last edited by the GM at 03:24, Sat 09 July 2016.
Deverick
player, 179 posts
Sat 9 Jul 2016
at 03:21
  • msg #6

The Sullen Selkie!

 Deverick listened to Ren O Star discuss intrigues within the Merchant circles, and perhaps even the government itself. Such talk made his head spin and throb with a forming headache. He really wanted a drink, even the ditch water then dive offered would be welcome about now. He regarded Ren and spoke in a low tone of voice.

" Sir, ye speak o matters far bove our lots concerns. We jus be common mercs,just plain folk. If wha ye suspect be right, that be right en proper treason. Ye needs ta tell th high en mighty o th city, nay disrepute fer yer class offered."

 That tankard of ditch water could not get here soon enough.
The Oligarch
GM, 167 posts
The Boss
Greyhawk's Finest
Sat 9 Jul 2016
at 03:39
  • msg #7

The Sullen Selkie!

Ren sat back in his seat and looked casually around. Then he said in a hush tone of his own.

"Just which high n' mighty would that be lad? What if this was not just an isolated incident. What if others have been replaced already. I know the mayor fairly well as I game at his establishment The Golden Wheel quite often. I think I would know if he was not he... if you know what I mean."

Ovo arched a brow "Well jus how does this involve us? We be jus Merc's like Deverick said."

"I have to lay low. I need someone as a go between... someone who I can trust to run messages from me to the Union and mayhaps the Mayor himself. I have already offered you all double your fee... "

"Three hundred Orbs yah?" interjected Blossom.

"Fine! Three hundred orbs and a place in the merchant guard or I will sponsor a foray into Castle Greyhawk itself and I will ask only a 10% return instead of the customary 20%. Your choice."
This message was last edited by the GM at 03:45, Sat 09 July 2016.
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