Dunno.
The big guy said, "So, are you going to scout the Burning Blade for the Golden Cow adventuring company?"
"Yes, Zul-Jin want a kill elves, but elves be there later. So you a know of any horde orcs that tell burning blade no? You have any leads for a us to start?"
"The spirits have already spoken."
with that, Plainstrider turns and heads outside, waiting on the others.
Once they exit the building, he will turn to the group and say "An insular man walks a lonely path."
"There are some that have refused to join the Burning Blade," the big guy says. "They live outside the city."
"We a start there."
Zul'jin looks to the other.
"We go outside city and talk till we find orcs that not join. Maybe they have information."
I hope that was sarcastic.
Your gather information attempt did not work.
Plainstrider will also attempt to ask the living.
"Zul'Jin not a know, no orc a talk. We go slay elves now. They a easy find."
The orc responds to Plainstrider but not to Zul'jin. "The Burning Blade is a secret society of summoners and warriors. They tried to get me to join," he says. "But I won't join."
"How they a find you. Zul'Jin warrior. They not recruit a Zul'Jin. What if you change a mind. They tell you how to contact?"
"Yes, there is a way to contact them," said the orc. "Go into the Salty Succubus, and ask for Caliban."
Plainstrider nods in thanks then begins heading towards the Salty Succubus.
"You a do well for da horde. Zul'Jin a thank you." He then follows his companions to the Salty Succubus.
"So we a have plan? This could all be a trap."
The Salty Succubus looks like any other tavern. People often come here to order a drink before they go back to work or go back home. It does have tusks arranged around it -- unmistakable orc architecture. The entrance is one way, and is composed of a flap, and not a door. Inside, around the fire, orc bards tell stories and recite epic poems.
Plainstider approaches the bartender (or what passes for one here) and says "Greetings. I...we seek the one known as Caliban."
Gertzak catches up to his other two companions at the Succubus. " Ya mon, and some kaja juice too if ya know what I mean. But mostly Caliban "
He smiles broadly.
So no plan, Zul'Jin a likes to wing it. Usually means giving them axe.
He follows the others into the tavern and takes a seat at the bar awaiting to hear the bartender answer.
"Yes, Caliban is a regular here," said the bartender. "He usually holds court in the basement."
"Court? He some a sort a chief? What happen at court? He here a now?"
"Yes, Caliban is here," said the tender. "He's not a chief, and his court is a recruiting court."
"How does one...find this basement?" asks Plainstrider, as one might if they were unsure of the language.
"Good, Zul'Jin looking to be recruited. You take us to a court. You introduce us. Or like my a friend said, you a point to door."
The orc then laughs. "You gotta order what Caliban enjoys. Then Caliban will contact you."
Zul'Jin scratches his head.
"So you a tell Zul'Jin what to order? Or does I a guess? If Caliban having court a now Zul"Jin should go. You help then?"
"He likes the drinks mon? Or maybe something a little more natural?" Gertzak taps a pouch on his side.
"He orders a certain drink," said the bartender. "People come here to drink. What sort of drink will you have?"
Stupid orc, Zul'Jin give him axe he not...
"Fine, fine. Zul'Jin a have what Caliban like."
He says ordering hoping the bartender goes along.
"You want the special?" the bartender prepares a special drink. He first takes some dark beer and pours it into a tall stein. He then takes some rose water and pours that into the stein. Finally, some whipped cream, which he spoons into the stein. He then gives it to you. "Caliban's special, the whipped succubus. Mostly beer, but will cost you some silver. I want twenty silver for the drink. It's an acquired taste."
Plainstrider offers up the money.
"So now we wait? Does Zul'Jin drink or give to Caliban?"
"You're impatient to meet Caliban," said the bartender. "Patience. and drink."
He mixes up a second drink for Plainstrider, giving him the Whipped Succubus.
"Zul'Jin understand."
He takes the drink and gulps it down after eating the whipped cream off the top.
"Not sure I a like flowery beer."
"Thanks mon" Gertzak inspects the drink running through his mind the assorted interactions of dark barley and rose, along with anything that may spring to mind of yeast and flavouring to beer. Before drinking it.
He takes it in hand holding it to the light "What can you tell me about dis drink? I've experimented m'self on different brews. He smiles preparing to drink.
"It's the house special," said the bartender. "The dark beer gives the basic flavor, while the rose water gives it a fruity taste. We put whipped cream on top to give it body."
Then at that moment, a very scrawny looking orc enters the premises. "Caliban is here," he says in Orcish. "Ah, Caliban sees that a few people are enjoying Caliban's favorite drink."
Turns to look, but doesn't understand the scrawny looking Orc. Gertzak drinks a sip, mildly off put by the fruitiness and the sweetness of the cream. He frowns slightly and puts the mug down.
Plainstrider says nothing, but slides the drink in front of him towards Caliban.
"Would you like to drink those in a much more secret location?" asks Caliban. "Caliban would like to talk to you."
"Only that which is unseen by the spirits is truly hidden." Plainstrider says while standing.
Zul'Jin nods picking up his drink he approaches the orc.
"You a show Zul'Jin the way."
"Then follow Caliban in the basement," said Caliban. "We can talk there."
Zul'Jin nods and follows.
Plainstrider follows as well.
Leading you down to the basement, Caliban takes on a dark cloak. "So, you want to join the Burning Blade?" asks Caliban.
"We seek to gain that which is hidden." said Plainstrider in answer to the question.
"That a why we here. Zul'Jin offer a axe. The horde like a orc better than troll."
Caliban turned to Plainstrider. "So, you like hidden mysteries," Caliban said. "Well Caliban will show you plenty of mysteries." He then turned to Zul'Jin. "The horde does favor orcs more than it's troll brethren. But what do you hope to gain from joining Caliban's group?"
"Whatchyou offer? Zul'Jin like a kill elfs. I good at it."
"A chance to gain that which is hidden." answers Plainstrider with a quirk of his massive brow.
"You're good at killing elves, Zul'jin? And you want to know the mysteries yes?" said Caliban as he opened a big book. "Only thing is, you must be tattooed to show that you are member of the Burning Blade. Where would you like to be tattooed? Caliban isn't picky."
Zul'Jin undoes his buckles on his breast plate removing it then taking off the padded shirt.
"Chest." He points to his bear chest.