Grimaldi found a seat with his back to the wall, and frowned menacingly as he waited.
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In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 55):

"These are not our sort "
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In reply to James (msg # 56):

"These are no worse than the mercenaries your father would be forced to hire in campaign. Not all men find honor with a blade in hand. Some are born without it, and there are those who find their true worth on the field of battle."
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In reply to Sederic (msg # 54):

The barkeep pours four thin ales.
"Depends on your ask. Some pay for silence, and I honor my debts."

"Forsooth...."
Grimaldi growled in agreement, not happy to tarry in such a hive of scum and villainy.

I'm looking for a man named Conard du Menteur. The guild has a few questions for him. We treat those who assist us quite well, by the way,"
he says quietly, making sure that only the barkeep hears him.
He reaches into his pouch and pulls a gold piece from it, which he slides to the barkeep discreetly. He then reaches up to his brooch and flips it over, revealing a guild badge. He leans a bit closer and takes a sip of his drink.

In reply to Sederic (msg # 60):

"That's the damn health inspector! He gave me a citation! He has an office a few streets up from here. I would have sent some guys to mess up the place, but he has a bunch of brutes working for him."
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"Thanks my friend, your help won't be forgotten."

He turns and walks to the others and relays the information he just received.
"It seems a plan is in order, but it seems we have a destination now.

Grimaldi seemed pleased, they had not wasted their time at what he thought was an absolute mistake, in coming inside the place. "If we're careful, we may be able to use this knowledge to pin our activities on these thugs, after we've left our mess, and taken our quarry..."
"We should find this place, and perhaps our noble friends could come in with a complaint, occupying Connard, whilst we move in from the back, then we spring our attack. But first, we'll need to procure some manacles and restraints for our prisoner, perhaps a sack for his head, and a gag as well."

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 63):

"Such subterfuge would be contrary to our honor to do other than to issue a bold challenge, that he might relent from his cowardice and submit himself to the mercy of our brutish patron, or failing that, present his championthat we might conclude this matter upon the field of honor."
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"Oh, aye... We can do it the "hard way" as well. I too, live by a code of honor, in that I don't neglect my physical prowess,keep my word,defend honor, and stand by my friends, family, and employers. I just feel these scoundrels aren't worthy of being given that courtesy, Sirs."
Grimaldi reasoned with the knights.

"I, for one, quite like Grimaldi's plan. Let us not forget that this man is an official, supposedly. We are already in with rogues and scoundrels, and this job is paying good coin. We're going to have to rely on our employer for a smokescreen when the deed is done. Good knights, I think the time for Honor is not now, and that we instead honor our contract with Vilgar. The guild employs us, not some knightly code of honor, and maybe your lot should consider that before continuing your employment, not all of our work is honorable."
 
Sederic looks at the men in turn, waiting for some.kind of agreement to be reached

Grimaldi nodded at Sederic, and waited for the knights response to reason.

In reply to Sederic (msg # 66):

"Forgive me my insistence on this point, I cannot pretend to be other than who I am, a life lived unauthentically is not bearable. I thrive on open combat, and if our erstwhile employer has noted that our quarry is , as he put it, 'holed up' like a coward or burrowing vermin, then there is no other egress, or he would have sent agents below streets to attack from that direction. This villain who hides behind some bureaucratic title might legally be able to impose taxes and citations on this pitiable public house, but has no recouse but to defend himself openly, or to be subject to siege and slaughter of his henchmen and retainers."

"Aye then, Sir. You lead the battle. I'll lend spell and steel to your plan of action, but we must not let anyone escape."
Grimaldi conceded, earnestly.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 69):

You exit the tavern, not without a few looks from the one eyed man and his fellow toughs, and make your way through the fairly narrow streets toward a warehouse that is fortified with iron bars. Two rough looking brutes stand by the door beside a pull rope. There is a painted wooden sign that says  "Du Menteur properties"

Before getting too close to be noticed in the streets, Grimaldi spoke:
"Well, here we are. This place looks pretty secure, but I could turn myself to vapor, get inside, and start multiple fires within...if we must lay siege to them."

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 71):

One of the burly men guarding the door gives you the eye. He mutters something, and his companion reaches for the bell pull.

"It seems they have taken notice of us, time to issue your ultimatum, Sir."
Grimaldi said casually.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 73):

The baronet steps forward, Percival at his side.
Both men tighten their grips on their large spiked maces.
"If this be the residence or refuge of the scoundrel called Connard Du Menteur, then deliver him unto us in the name of justice. If he refuses, let him send his champion."

In reply to James (msg # 74):

The two men glance at each other, and while one pulls the rope, the other retorts "Go to Hades. He ain't coming out, and you ain't going in."

Sederic laughs and grasps the hilt of Miekka. He turns around and addresses the party quietly.n
"Maybe we should just go find these champions, then, good knights? We tried your method, it didn't work. Now try ours. It's the least you can do."
He slightly draws Miekka from it's sheath and a hum is heard as the beautiful silver blade shines. He removes his hand  and the blade hovers there instead of falling the rest of the way into the sheath.

"May we slay the whole lot of them now, Sirs? This hovel, can't keep me out.." Grimaldi said bloodlustily, as he smiled malevolently at the two unfortunates that stood outside.
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In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 77):

The door opens, and two more men in matching gear and mismatched tattoos step out, size you up and ready their weapons.

There are now four brutes facing you in a state of readiness.

In reply to Du Menteur's goon (msg # 78):

"Well then, this is hardly going to be a fair fight. The four of us have you outnumbered, or rather, outmatched. Prepare for mayhem and bodily harm then!"
He draws his axe, and steps into a defensive pose, leading with his shield.
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