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"Oh! Such fire...if you were part of the pack we would have to do something about that but you are a guest...and not worth the trouble." Chau says laughing but also backing away from the display.
She lets out a whistle, "Save a little for the brave one. And show them to their beds." the chieftain says to his elder.
The décor in this section of the caves is an abrupt change from the dusty and unfinished slave quarters. This large room includes many of the trappings of a noble household: a table laid with fancy place settings, a vanity and wardrobe that would be at home in a lady’s boudoir, oversized oil paintings of stuffy nobles, a grand staircase and balcony, and even a chandelier suspended from the ceiling.
You almost positively identify two of the portrait subjects thus putting together some more information about the name that keeps coming up; Aglorn and Tancred Desimire, these two brothers are whom Pathfinder Society agents killed while clashing with the Aspis Consortium and demonic forces from the Worldwound respectively.
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Sitting in the room is a djinni who is working to create food and drink.
"Go to sleep and don't cause trouble for us. Roll out some hay for them." they say first to the slavers then to the djinni.
The gnolls don't say much more before they leave to go deeper into the facility.
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"Oh me? Why must all of those coming through have such poor manners. The ones I teach end up being more civilized and they are the ones being sold. What is your name?" the djinn looks at Nilah, sighing.
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In the slave quarters, the group mostly talks quietly about their pasts as the night begins to go on.
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He shakes his head, "What a lovely name a shame you hadn't shared it as soon as we met. I am Jairo the Enlightener and to answer your question from before, I train the product and keep the place lavish. I also keep the door sealed so that no one bothers the master." he says before returning to preparing some food items.
"Would you lot like to eat?"
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"Company that isn't gruff and violent would be nice. Nice to meet you too!" he says, growing more at ease with the new introduction.
He smiles as Nilah asks her question, "Cleaning, serving, the ability to do other tasks such as minor repairs. All the things one would want in a house servant. The better their skills the stronger the offers. And perhaps a better house for them to work in. Distasteful but a wish is a wish and an order is an order." he sighs.
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Muddy loses hope after the idea of sneaking out is rebuked by Korshad.
He gets up and walks over to one of the bedrolls.
"Meh. Me gonna go to dreamland. Wake me when something interesting happen."
He curls up under the blanket and tries to get some much needed rest.
The soft, rhythmic croaking of his snoring is actually quite pleasant and somniferous.
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When the topic of dinner is brought up, the barbarian's tired face lights up.
"Well met, Jairo! My name's Dimak. This looks absolute delicious! And yes, I'm hungry, I could eat a whole roast all by myself - but I'd need something to wash it down. You wouldn't, by chance, have any dwarven ale, would you?"
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"Pasha Muhlia al’Jakri? Do you only know the gnolls? They are hard to ignore but certainly not the true leader here.” Jairo says as if it is no secret.
He turns to Dimak and nods, "I can conjure many things but you will have to forgive me if it isn't as authentic as you are used to." he says working one of his spells into the cup.
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The group bides their time, waiting in the slave quarters trying to rest as those in the training room wait around for a moment of reprieve thanks to some intoxicated gnolls.
While Muddy rests, Korshad continues to pace...the words from earlier leaving him restless. He speaks to some of the other slaves quietly.
"When they get back from hunting I need to let them know. If they try something it will be on us. Better they get the lashings or worse, I worked too hard to be in this position."
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Roughly the same time, your two friends from before come past the curtains of the inner chambers and past Jairo. They appear less even-footed but not heavily drunk.
"Stupid dogs! Not back from hunting so we have to go get them...probably sitting at the gate and dingohead is sleeping or worse." Hargur grumbles pulling his lackey with him, nearly literally as he has more trouble standing.
They mostly ignore the group, only turning for a moment.
"Oh you still here? Genie man must be entertaining to them."
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Muddy makes a soft, yet odd, '"merp" sound at Perrine to get her attention. When she looks over at him laying on the mat, Muddy's eyes go wide and he shakes his head at Korshad, trying to give her a hint that Korshad is probably going to call out to the gnolls and tell them of our plan.
Muddy slowly stands, ready to jump on Korshad if he needs to.
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Hargur grumbles pulling his lackey with him, nearly literally as he has more trouble standing.
They mostly ignore the group, only turning for a moment.
"Oh you still here? Genie man must be entertaining to them."
Nilah attempts to influence the gnolls with a suggestion.
Why bother with the dogs when they'll return later anyway and you could just keep drinking!
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If you had to guess the gnolls are going to let in the hunters, likely to stay in the barracks outside unless they caught food worthy of the chieftain.
The gnolls pay no serious mind to the suggestions of the group.
"You make a good point but I would still be skinned if the hunters are stuck outside." they say as the continue out to the kennels.
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For a moment, he appears to soften but shakes his head "No. Waiting could have me getting lashes too." he calls out from the bars.
"HEY! Please let me speak with one of you. The new slaves are up to something." he yells, as the two gnolls turn towards the door housing the slaves.
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Dimak is the one to hear Korshad yelling out in the kennel.
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Nilah leads the other two slavers out to the kennel where Korshaad is starting to talk to the gnolls through the bars. Even through their slight inebriation agitation is evident in their voice.
"You should be asleep and setting a good example!" Hargur growls.
Korshad wails, "No...I want to be. The new ones are planning something...they want to escape. Not I, just them!"
Both gnolls growl.
"Again? The little one...did they not learn their lesson. Bring her out." they demand, clearly actually speaking of the Bellflower agent, as they unlock the door.
As Korshaad attempts to push the others out of the slave quarters, one of the gnolls turns, "Oh you lot...your threats earlier didn't help now they are making a fuss. We have to teach a stronger lesson."
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Korshad steps aside as the gnolls unlock the door and move past.
The intimidation tactics fail to work and the bluffs fall to drunken ears. They step past Perrine and go for Gima. The halfling fights the gnools but the two overpower her and bring her to the kennel.
"You can check on yours but this one is going to be an example. You won't even lose anything as this one was already paid for...she gets to be a meal for the kennel master." Hargur snarls, whistling as the massive hyena above stirs.