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Damoen hands him the coins and assists Wallace to his room at the inn. after a few moments, he returns to Jorriko There we are, one procured coin, one happy old man, and we still turn a profit. usually try to steer away from using money as a tool but something in me had sympathy for the poor fellow...odd He hands the coin to Jorriko.
Dameon smiles casually and waves his hand, giving a small chuckle at the spry old man. Fear not, we ask nothing illegal of you. All we ask is that you keep your ears open to somethings that the folk around town say, rumors, hot topics, maybe even things said in hushed tones. We aren't picky, We are simply two business men who are new in town, looking to spread a little good fortune. We need you as a form of surveyor, simply letting us know what makes this town "shimmy and shake". I will tell you, the more detail you can give us, the more gold we give, and if it turns to be really good information, we could throw in things such as clothing, hot meals even pay for nights at inns, giving you warm beds to sleep in. For example, I am looking for an Azlanti coin. I happen to not only collect coins but find the design quite nice, and I feel that it would look nice in our shop when it opens. If you happen across one, give it to me and I will personally buy you a week at the inn down the road, on top of these 10 coins for anything your heart desires. He gives the old man a warm smile.
Dameon gave the old beggar a kind smile, beginning to put on his facade of a decent mortal being, giving him a single piece of gold A man of age and wisdom should not have to beg on the streets just to catch a little coin. What if I told you that, we (pointing to Jorriko) could magically make this multiply. He uses a bit of slight of hand to make 9 more gold coins appear. Keeping his voice soft and almost hushed, trying to appeal to the mans humanity. Diplomacy:
Simply nods and joins Jorriko feeling that a simple plan was the best plan.
Dameon smiles at the two fingers listing and looked to those interested I'd be willing to assist with this job, while in a fight I am not as useful, but perhaps I could distract for a pickpocket attempt. He begins thinking of things that he could say or do to keep sailors attention.
Dameon took some mental notes on the people in the room. well the is a rag tag group if I have ever seen one...and that's saying something if I'm the one pointing this out. Dameon walked over to that job board that was mentioned getting an idea for what needs to be done.
Dameon stood against the wall quietly, scanning the room occasionally. He keeps his attention the any talking that happens in the room, his arms crossed in front of him. He wore a black overcoat, similar to that a noble would wear, side from the tattered ends and stains. The overcoat bore the sign of a pirate as a pin on the collar, a "Jolly Roger", skull and cross bones type. The skull was the off white color of bone, with one eye being filled in by a blue sapphire, and the other by a ruby, both were fake. |
