In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 304):

Meikka was sated by the blood of the poisonous rat thing; you haven't met many human sorts below yet. This floor seems more to be like streets between the different neighborhoods than a place where many creatures ate about.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 305):

"Or if there is nothing immediately nearby we could head back and find a mission that will pay us to kill something..."

"T'would be something to run into some blackguards, with their ill-gotten gains in tow..And some more skulls to take."
Grimaldi said with a disturbing matter-of-factness.
"But let us nay linger down here, and get our pay. I'm anxious to get on with something more rewarding, you know?"
This message was last edited by the player at 14:37, Mon 12 Aug 2019.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 307):

"Well let's get back, so we can get paid, and I need to smoke a bowl."

In reply to Gaston Norral (msg # 308):

"Prefer to eat from bowls myself. Ok, lets head back and get paid."

Grimaldi will follow the others back, keeping alert.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 310):

You follow the signs back without incident and hear the voices of hobgoblins and orcs bantering. Apparently, one of the hobs was on a rival sporting team to Bartolemu the guard working with Lourdad, and are talking about old times.

Grimaldi comes in grinning slightly, and looks about the tavern, nodding. He finds Martin:
"I think we've done well, advertising the place today, but give it some time.. You'll see!"
This message was last edited by the player at 19:10, Fri 16 Aug 2019.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 312):

"We had five customers in as many hours. The Ropemakers Guild  may be bringing us some of their stock. That pair of goblins... their coinage was rather interesting. I have seen the old imperial coins, and occasionally some of the older goblin currency, but what they had was much older... and had some disturbing glyphs on them. Money is money, but do me a favor and let me see anything you find that looks like this."

 He holds out two coins with raised edges, and some irregular markings.

In reply to Martin Haight (msg # 313):

"I should like to find out more about them.. They have odd auras, and look to have been lobotomized. The rope guild told us they don't mess with them anymore, after they showed up with some powerful pay-back..."
Grimaldi comes closer to examine the coins.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 314):

Make an occultism roll at -2 or hidden lore magical writings... Let me kow what languages and hidden lore you have

In reply to Narrator (msg # 315):

11:51, Today: Grimaldi rolled 8 using 3d6.  research 14 -4, 10 or less. Grimaldi speaks Aralaise, only.
Grimaldi recalls something about these, from his studies...
This message was last edited by the player at 15:53, Sun 18 Aug 2019.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 316):

It looks vaguely like elder script!

In reply to Narrator (msg # 317):
"Martin, these look like elder script, to me... Which doesn't bode well."

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 318):

"These are petty goblins. What are they doing with elder coins?"

In reply to Martin Haight (msg # 319):
"From what I have seen of them, and from what the rope guild had told us, they seem to be the minions of someone much more powerful. The hobgoblins told us that there was an elf with them, who could cause nosebleeds, with a glance... perhaps this "elf", is an elder thing.."
This message was last edited by the player at 06:39, Tue 20 Aug 2019.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 320):

"Any way we can get some more info?"

In reply to Sederic (msg # 321):
"I'm sure a sage, could give some detailed information, for a silver piece, or two."

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 322):

"These are only coppers. Be worth it if I had a fat stack, and a ready buyer... speaking of silver, I have three each for you, and a silver and ten for the help."

"Thanks, Martin."
Grimaldi deposits his silver into his pouch.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 324):

"Silver is always good. Thanks."

In reply to Sederic (msg # 325):

You take turns cranking the elevator chain back up, and the breeze coming through the  open doors of the tavern refresh you as to why this place is called the Abattoir.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 326):

"I guess we head back to the guild, right?"

In reply to Sederic (msg # 327):
"Aye, we're out of work, now."
OOC: how many CP did we earn?
This message was last edited by the player at 16:38, Sat 24 Aug 2019.

In reply to Grimaldi (msg # 328):

Narrator Two apiece, plus $120 each. The folks from Cultists by the Docks should be there shortly