"Not too much with me. The occasional cutpurse, a drunken brawl, noise complaints. Pretty sure a pseudodragon threw a stone at me the other day..."
"A pseudodragon? Wow...where did you encounter it at? I'd love to meet a pseudodragon..." Pai goes on, clearly ecstatic to see her old friends again, breaking the monotony of her daily grind of interrogating criminals.
"'Lo Garridan, Graxlo. Glad to see ev'ryone's doin' good."
Allysen smiles for the first time in days as she greets the group.
Andre nods in understand at Garridan's comment. "Yea, I hate the patrols around the Acadame. Just be lucky it was a pseudodragon and not a imp. Vile little creatures." As Andre takes in all of his old companions back in one place for the first time in months, his sullen demeanor cracks for half a second, before the perpetual frown reasserts itself. "Nothing new Pai. Eat, sleep, work." Spitting into the gutter he wipes his hand across his mouth "So are we going to stand around in the street all night like a group of wet behind the ears boots, or are we getting that drink?"
"Where is Angus, Graxlo? Have you seen much of him lately?"
"Drinks sound good t'me."
Allysen starts off to the tavern, beckoning the others to come.
Angus received forgiveness from the Temple and was invited to return to their employ. Angus didn't want to leave you, but his love for the Inheritor and his frustration with the corruption of the guard witnessed on your initial patrols made the decision for him. Last you heard he had been sent to Magnimar for some secret mission.
You make your way to the nearby Aram’s Crown tavern and find an unoccupied table among the crowd. A young woman approaches your table and asks what'd you like to order.
Graxlo gets a little sad at the mention of his brother "He got let back into the temple, last I heard he was out crusading. Haven't seen him in months" He takes a breath "No worries tho, today's a day to drink and tell stories!" For the people that are close to Graxlo, it's easy to tell he's just muffling his feelings about his brother
Gold wedding ring glimmering in the candlelight, Andre slowly raises the mug to his lips taking a long sip of Ale. I really should be out there looking, not sitting here drinking when her killer is still out there on the loose.
The temple huh? I though he swore he was done with that. Well people change I suppose. Just look at what happened to Goldfist and Verik. One got a promotion and one got the boot. I still don't understand how he managed to slip out of those charges, the bastard!" Emphasizing his point Andre slams his empty mug on the table calls for another. As the new mug is brought to the table. He looks around at each one of his friends in the eye before slow raising his mug.
"To friends long gone, but here in our hearts,
and families apart, but near in our thoughts.
Pai was happy that Angus had gotten back to his true calling, but hated that she hadn't had a chance to send him off. Nevertheless, she was enjoying the gathering. She ordered an ale, and sipped at it, as she didn't metabolize the alcohol as well as her larger friends.
Graxlo smiles and chuckles when others talk, but remains mostly quiet. He mutters to his weapon occasionally and drinks a lot more than everyone else.
Allysen keeps silent as Verik is brought up. She takes a pull from her second drink and asks for another when the waitress comes by their table. She looks Andre in the eye before breaking contact. At his toast, she says, "I'll drink to that." with a smile that hadn't been seen in weeks.
Your reveries are broken are broken by a commotion happening near the door. A number of heads have turned to see the new entrant, an attractive young woman. Her face is ashen and desperate. "Please - are there any guards here. Please! I need some help!" The gathered group parts and all heads turn towards your table. She pushes through the crowd and approaches your table.
Addressing Pai, she says, "Please...you have to help me. He has my son! Please! I can't bear to lose him!"
Pai rises from her stool. "Who has your child? Why does someone have them?"
"Gaedran and his thugs. Gaedran Lamm has my boy!"
You've all heard the name Gaedran Lamm, a despicable low-life who missed his chance at being somebody big in Korvosa’s murky underworld. Well past his prime, the decrepit thief allegedly abducts orphans and forces them to support his despicable lifestyle with petty crime. Many of Korvosa’s lower class have had dealings with Lamm, and even a few of the city’s middle class and nobility have had their lives complicated by this foul old man. Yet no matter what he does, he always seems to slip away from the guards and avoid answering for his crimes.
Gaedran is a name you're especially familiar with. You've attempted to locate him over the past few months, as your investigations have often raised his name - perhaps not as a suspect, but as someone who might be able to divulge some information.
"Do you know where Lamm is located?"
Garridan pushes his ale away and drops his coin on the table before rising and belting on his sword and swordbreaker once again.
Allysen pays for her drinks and gets ready to follow the others out.
"We'll get him back."
"Tha' low life bastard, we're gonna show him watz what and whatnot!" Graxlo stands up, almost falling but grabs onto the table. He sways from all the drinks he's had
Looking up sharply from the ale in front him. Andre's eyes take on a hard glint. "Did you say Gaedran Lamm? You know where he is?" Rising from the table. Andre throws a few coins onto the table. He yells, heading for the door. Half dragging Graxlo behind him. "You can explain on the way miss. But we don't have a moment to lose. I don't want to let this bastard slip out of my fingers."
"I'd really like to find out a bit more, before we run off half cocked and fairly tipsy..." Pai squeaks, but her voice was drawn out by the other jumping up and heading straight to the door. She looks around, shakes her head, and gets up and joins the others.
The woman hurries to follow you outside. "Yes. Yes I know where he is. There's an old, abandoned warehouse in Old Korvosa. I received a...message...my boy is in serious trouble."
She describes the warehouse and its location and thanks you profusely. She informs you that she will head directly to the Citadel to inform them of your mission and await news of your success.
"Before you go, could we get a description of the boy? We will meet you at the Citadel when we have him."
"The one's with armor go in first, me and you will stay in the back. Sound reasonable to you, Pai?"
Allysen thinks through all of the things she would have liked to have, seeing an arms merchant she quickly buys a long spear.
"That sounds reasonable to me. But we don't know anything about this warehouse, so we need to be very careful in our approach. Maybe we could scout it out a little before we barge in? If we could find where he is being held, we could sneak in, grab him, and be out before anyone knows the jig is up..."
Once the group is out on the street Andre motions them all in close. Guys, I need to tell you something. I think you all diserve to know. I have been looking for Lamm for the last six months. You know that I lost my wife Elise shortly before I joined the guard. Well since then I have some things I'm not proud of inorder to track down her killer. I don't know much, but several leads I have uncovered have pointed towards Lamm. I don't know if he killed her, but of he didn't then he might know who did. So if we find this bastard tonight, we need to take him alive alright? I need...[/b Voice cracking Andre takes a deep breath and composes himself. [b]I need this, ok? Loosening his logs word from he scabbard he looks each of his friends in the eye before continuing. I've learned a few things about breaking and entering in the last year. I'll scout the warehouse if you want me too. Coughing into his hand Andre looks ashamed before he continues. And I can also get us past any locks we might find. Shugging at the akward situation Andre sighs. Does anyone need to grab their gear? If not, let's get this done. Grimly finishes Andre a hard look comming into his eye.
I love you Elise, gods forgive me but I will do anything it takes to find the man that took you away from me.
"I'm good to go.", Garridan says, giving his leather truncheon a slap. "We'll get this bastard, Andre- but he's going to trial. Let's none of us get carried away."
"I'm fine with trying to take him alive, Andre. I'd like to have a crack at questioning him, just to see what sorts of crimes he is indeed responsible for..."
"He may not make that possible."
Andre nods along with Allysen. Your right, he may not want to come with us or submit to questioning, that goes without saying. If he attacks, then we defend ourselves. Just be careful, ok? This is more important to me then you know.
"Domt worry, I'm sure we can take him. We've had training for situations like these..."
"Hey hey hey Andre, we got yer back! Now than, let's go and get this lamb fellow and punish him for the wicked and bad things he done done to people"
*sigh* nope