In reply to Hetilda Yurick (msg # 371):

Aine lets her, but suggests they deal with the barrel soon.

"Ah c'n go w'ya t' th' Tow'r.  Sparky?"
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In reply to Aldous Hack (msg # 373):

Hetty gets some soup and dumplings into you, those injured recover 3 hp each.

The barrel rattles.

In reply to Hetilda Yurick (msg # 374):

Dagon peers out of one of the Inn's windows.

             "Will you look at that, day nearly gone..."

In reply to Dagon (msg # 375):

"Yes, lets get the barrel to it's destination now..."

Aldous quickly slurps some soup and a couple dumplings, and prepares for the crosstown trip.

"Le's go.  Soones'."

you make your way to the sage's laboratory, where you are greeted by his hunchbacked servant

"May I help you?"

In reply to Holgien (msg # 378):

"We have something to sell your master..."

In reply to Aine Walsh (msg # 379):

"Show them in... Say Wasn't there a coulple of young Shevnians with you before?"

In reply to Bertrand (msg # 380):

"They are managing their inn, so we do the cleaning for them, and collect the pay for the cleaning ourselves. We have an undead for you...alive, errr, not at rest anyway."

In reply to Aine Walsh (msg # 381):

"What kind have we got - Dagon, isn't it? You studied with Selan.  What is your evaluation of the contents of the barrel?"

In reply to Bertrand (msg # 382):

"Selan is who I report to, yes. As to the contents of the barrel, it was an orc.  It is quite dead, but restless, and willful.
 It is not a member of the hungering horde, like that specemin you have in the cage there.
 It is slightly damaged, by fire and brute force and magical bolts, but it is also unnaturally cold,
 so my guess is that it is a wight, and reasonably intact.
 How much are you going to pay this group for its capture?"

"Ah. If it is all you say it is, then it is worth an even 50 pieces of silver... perhaps a little less if damaged."

In reply to Bertrand (msg # 384):

"50 pieces of silver? They better be big ones. You promised us a pound of silver for a live wight!"

Aldous draws the hilt of his smallsword (reversed, so as not to seem a threat).

"Tha' won't eve' fix m' sword."

In reply to Aldous Hack (msg # 386):

occ had to read back several years of this thread...

"Let's load it into its cage that I have prepared, and we will judge its worth based on how damgaged it is - untouched, a pound of silver.
Butchered but still moving a bit less."

"Don' 'member hearin' tha' way.  'N how's we s'pozeta get't wi'out beatin' 't up?"  He shakes his head, concentrates, and speaks in a put-on high class accent.

"'Excuse us, Mister wight, could you kindly climb into this barrel?'"  His speech then returns to his normal.

"'E damn' near kilt Thorg, broke m' sword, 'n took two'f us 'n Dagon's pair t' git 'im in th' barrel."

"They have a point. It has all its limbs and is still animate.  Get your cage open."

In reply to Dagon (msg # 389):

OOC: yes, so did I. I should have recorded the reference for you when I did that, sorry!

"I am sure the damn thing can recover it's strength in some way. They are not easy to kill, and pretty damn dangerous. Besides, if you want any more, you will honour our agreement."

In reply to Dagon (msg # 389):
"You have a point there. Holgein! Open the cage!"

"Yes Master!"

The hunchback unlocks the deadbolt on the cage and yanks the door open.

In reply to Holgien (msg # 392):

Hr w g....

In reply to Dagons minions (msg # 393):

"Careful with the lid on that, the barrel won't fit the cage we need to be ready!"

In reply to Dagon (msg # 394):

The sage steps past you to an outer wall, wherefrom he pulls a rope letting a little of the last of the sunlight into the cellar laboratory.
He grabs a mirror and a lens out from his pockets, and trains the light toward the space the barrel will be opening into.

"Cut those knots and dump it in - you there in the barrel - you will get more of this if you don't cooperate!"

In reply to Bertrand (msg # 395):

Aine grabs the knot of the rope in such a way that it will release as she runs away...then she runs.