King Pig-Redux
In reply to Zuni Runesong (msg # 4):
The two glance up at you.
The first one looks away, trying to be cool. "Piss off. No one's singin' your song whoever-the-hell you are."
"Hold on now..." says the second one. Second one looks you over. He looks vaguely familiar, though it's been a while. "Yeah. I remember you. You ran point on some of Pig's scouting parties, didn't ya? Where the hell you been? Thought you had gotten whacked or snackered off."
He stands. "Wait here."
He disappears down the stairs. The first one looks you over again Zuni, then shrugs.
Second comes back and waves you to come. He leads you down.
The stairs lead to an old crypt. Some of Pig's crew are lounging around, playing craps on top of some of the sarcophagi. They study you then lose interest. You don't recall any of them.
At the back of the crypt, someone broke open a large hole in the wall. A heavy is on guard here. Looks like an ogre. The ogre nods at second dwarf and gives you the steely eye.
The hole leads onto what looks like an old sewer line. Second takes you down a bit and then stops at a side room. Another heavy, this time a rather intimidating half orc, is loitering outside. Another new one.
Inside, Pig has decorated the room with old rugs and tapestries he must have pillaged from abandonded houses. He's moved an old, battered oak desk which was probably grand back in the day in and is seated behind it, cleaning his always filthy fingernails with the tip of a dagger. A couple of gnomes are languishing around on cushions, high on who knows what.
Pig always like the little folk.
Pig gives you a smirk. "Wel well well. Zuni Runesong. What hole did you slink outta?"