Diggles jumping ship for a final time guys. Laters.
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Diggle inspects what is it that Mugs has found. It's certainly not the sort of neighborhood where people would purchase ham hocks regularly. Perception "Come Mugsy." Diggle wont wrestle the ham off Mugsy if she refuses to leave it but he is wary of it. He will cast Prestidigitation to clean up the dog if she stinks of rotten meat.
Diggle moves to see exactly what it is that has Mugs so interested.
Diggle puts a hand up as he see's the boys approaching. "Best stay away thank you young ones. Mugsy is not of a good mood at the moment." . Diggle knows full well these humans may also be effected by the sickness too and so moves away if they do not heed his warning and continue to approach. Once he is happy, he will use his vial of antiplague as his skin starts to crawl.
Diggle remains outside at the front door with Mugsy.
Diggle pats Mugsy, his one companion that may support his actions. It's quite simple. People think they are bigger than they are then you put them in their rightful place. Just as you would do. "Isn't that right Mugsy!?" Diggle was finding very quickly it was very comforting to have his new companion. He thinks quickly about the favored food he need source for his new friend that evening. Diggle stands with Mugsy and his head turns from his other companions to the silly fools who nearly made him unleash his inner insatiability. His power was growing within him with every spell he intoned. Tonight he would think on it more, his very bright future. He looks around his other companions and appreciates their words to reign in his power. He would need to live to grow to his power so some restraint would be truly wise.
Diggle will equip two wands, turn to the party and dismiss his spell. He will cast shield upon himself as a precautionary measure.
"I suggest you follow the intelligent act of your seniors and cease your banter, lest my will slips and the ball engulfs you."
Diggle has had enough of the pokes and prods of these fools jests as they stop out front of the girls supposed house. He dismounts from Mugsy and turns to face the following pack of ruffians. He pats Mugsy upon the muzzle as Mugsy attempts to nuzzle at his short companion. Diggle then turns to face the group taking a couple steps away from Mugsy, squares off planting his feet firmly. He pushes his cape back over his shoulders, stares fully at the group of idiots and begins casting. He selects an area 10ft before the group of rough necks and manifests a 5ft ball of electricity. Now that the ball manifests as he willed, he speaks to the group. "Do you find your current predicament funny now." Intimidate Demoralize Diggle then wills the ball of electricity into the group of rabble hoping for a strike.
Diggle hearing and feeling Mugsy's distress pats his new mount reassuringly. Diggle imprints this fools face upon his mind. One day, he will laugh last and laugh loudest. Diggle will at least get a laugh from this. He notes the location of his wand of grease and touches it desirably with one hand.
"A thought had only just occurred to me Varrel. A gnome was never meant to ride a horse. No wonder my posterior protested every step of my short journey astride that nag. I mean to remedy that distress by getting a suitably sized 'steed' and lavish my dejected posterior with comfort and pleasurable surrounds. I dare say if I succeed I may very well come to enjoy being mounted."
Mugsy the Husky: HP
Diggle becomes side tracked by an exciting idea. He had seen dogs specially trained for use as mounts for those of small stature. Now he had a new task before him. The disease would have to wait until he had made his idea a reality.
Diplomacy when speaking with dogs. He will be sure to use his speech ability well in the time it lasts to inform which ever dog he so choose/chooses him. He will find out what it's favourite food is. What it truly dislikes as a precaution so that Diggle can avoid whatever it is and let his new companion know that once a day he can speak with it for a limited amount of time so he can ensure any concerns are addressed.
Diggle just smiles at Una's attempt. He still likes his own approach and continues to do it the same. It's far more personal and doesn't mention the law at all. Granted, different residents will accept one of the two methods more readily than the other.
Diggle doesn't at all agree with Una's plan to withhold any information back from anyone. "It is the prevention of the coins swapping hands that will slow the spread of whatever this may be. We must take the chance and let these people know." Diggle takes another drawing of the accursed coin and tells anyone he passes to avoid accepting them lest they wish to quicken their path to Pharasma's judgement.
"We need to show it around here so people avoid them and limit them being passed around." Diggle seems eager to get the ball rolling. "Beware the accursed coins. A mere touch will afflict you with a curse and affliction!!"
Diggle must not have told anyone he was a scribe by trade as yet. He digs about in his bag and grabs his inkwell and goes to stand with Varrel holding his ink out for Varrel to dip the tip when needed.
Ashe smiles at the gnome, "Its just coins Master Diggle, their minting might give us some clue as to their source and origin. But just to be safe, if no one minds, I can solely handle them... disease and sickness have no hold on me due to the goddess' favor." Diggle looks at Ashe in wonder. Oh how he loves learning things. "That is a wonderful blessing indeed. A true gift indeed and one I should see you put to use. Thank you kindly for the offer Whiteplume. I will gladly forgo the hands on approach if you don't mind."
Diggle starts getting the heebie geebies. "Ahhh, don't you all think it might be a good idea to at least take some steps against whatever it is we are looking for. I mean, I have a vial that aids in resisting disease. It's an anti-plague solution which boosts your resistance to diseases and the like. I would suggest maybe we go and buy some. I am sure, every disease hunter out there has at least a vial or two."
Diggle follows along on the new and obvious lead to Northpoint.
Hmmmm!! Diggle's mind begins ticking over. He grabs up some of the wood dropped by the scavengers. He throws one up in the air and catches it. He has his plan. "Let us hope these bits are from the ship as I think this is going to cost me a 'pretty' purse." Diggle considers by which magical means he can gather information using the objects he holds. Knowledge Arcana Regardless of his thoughts, he will go to the Marshall to run it past her for permission and then onto the Acadamae for magic assistance. Megs: OOC, I am thinking a Track Ship spell might suffice.
Diggle abashed by the reaction now feels slightly embarassed and thinks he will need to stifle his outbursts and redirect the needs. He smirks and thinks further on it and comes up with an alternative plan. He would merely be more sneaky with his outbursts.
"I would have thought that some of you at least knew of the tricksy nature of the gnomish. I won't intentionally harm but I will surely have fun, gnome style."
"You'll get use to it, not like anyone was hurt, a concious decision on my part. There will come a time soon you will want me to be indiscriminate."
Diggle loves the party dynamic. How interesting these people manage to work together. Shakhan's unpolished method sparks excitement within his belly. His fingers twitch as spells begin to swim in his mind. The magic coming unbidden and dancing over his lips and tongue. It was part of him and he had to let it be sometimes. Ashe walks away so Diggle points at the ground near the scavengers feet. He lets three magic missiles loose being sure not to hit them. Afterward he looks at them and speaks. "Well, run along then. You are of no use to us now are you." Diggle smirks and shivers at the use of his magics. He looks to the others staring at him. "What?"
As there were only three gulls, Diggle will offer the tenth and final fish to Majenko after handing out the others one a time to the three gulls who had been so helpful. He of course unsure whether the little charismatic dragon would accept his gift.
"So, did you manage to shake them down at all? Anything useful or are we going to go swimming? Big flying rocks? What manner of magic would do such damage?"
Diggle can't but help himself and also buys some food to snack upon. One to get the stink of the fish markets out of his nostrils and two, his mouth started watering and his tummy started grumbling.
"I can certainly see why Ashe is so fond of these meat sticks." Diggle isn't waiting, he eats them on the walk back. He offers one to the person sent to carry his fish. You will see the slick grease in the corners of his mouth when they reach the waters edge again and a piece of the meat somehow clinging to his mustache.
Diggle buys ten whole fresh fish for a total of 3gp thinking that would do just fine for the gulls. "I'll take ten of those then, the full fresh ones with the nice bright eyes. I'll pay the three gold sails if you organise someone to carry the smelly things for me."
Diggle is thankful for the directions from Ashe and awaits Varrel as he is asked to also make a brunch run.
Diggle uses his 'Speak with Animals' ability and goes to talk with the seagulls. Squawk Caw Scree Squawk: Hail little masters of the beach and sky. Might I speak with you a minute or two? Diplomacy We land lubbers here have a job and it involves your area of expertise you see. We need to know if there were any odd wooden water floaters or ships as we call them. This particular one may have had something nasty aboard that would make many, many very ill. This ship may have actually sunk somewhere near or may have run aground some where near.
Diggle approaches some foragers. "Have you not heard the warnings about town? There's a monstrous creature harassing the shore and incoming ships? Word is that it's already claimed two ships recently. Have you found any such debris or wares. Don't sugar your words, you have nothing to fear from me." Bluff
Diggle lights up and giggles as Varrel turns on the fun. "I can only imagine the joy you must have when you fly alone. I must study this and find my own way into the air. Now to business. Let us hope these scavengers know a smidge of a tad."
Diggle does as Varrel requests. He is extremely excited which indeed causes Varrels. We'd to request he not wriggle around too much. He was holding on for dear life with his small hands but luckily he was only lightly encumbered and it was too difficult. He looks around for the signs they were after. Perception
Diggle looks at Ashe with total exasperation. "I'm sure you mean well Whiteplume but my rump has been tenderised enough for at least a good month. I will happily stroll."
"Shakhan, I will tell you some of my father's tales from my gnomeling years. They are wide eyed wonderful stories. But, I will not do so in such depressing surrounds as a city such as this. To do my heritage and the tales justice, I would insist on being in more natural surrounds."
Diggle looks to Varrel with eager anticipation. He had not dabbled in flight at all but many of his kin when he was much younger would fly around on mounts and on magic alone. It felt to him as a giant leap forward in his learning and development as a magic user.
"Let us away, business is pressing upon us."
Diggle looks immediately to Varrel at Una's suggestion. "Let us speak with some creatures of the water and then take a fly over any suggested areas to try spot the wreck for confirmation."
Diggle takes on an expression of seriousness to reply to Shakhan. "Yes, yes I certainly can but not as freely as I would like to be able to. Magic opens some wonderful doors Shakhan and I have learned to speak with any animal I so choose for a few minutes each day. Most are quite shocked at the greeting I make them but when you win them over they say some peculiar and terribly amusing things."
"We could go and ask the marine animals for information you know. I have an super knack at being able to find obscure details from such creatures. It would be my pleasure to try and see what I find. I am sure we would be able to keep our distance from the vessel but find out if any creatures are getting sick from it too."
"Well, well now. Looky here would you. I needs only think of looking for a good time and you more or less appear before me. I say, I much prefer your company than that brutal ragged nag who took some personal amusement in my short legged stature. Horses! I will need to get my hands on some flying device. So much more to my liking and that of my rear ends well being too. Well, short answer is, most assuredly will I once again accompany you. And I conclude, you here is most fortuitous for I best believe that you are already upon a new task, are you not?" Diggle looks to the Marshall. "My manners, must have left them astride that beast." He staightens himself out as most possible in his bedraggled and weary state but musters his wonderous smile. "Marshal Kroft my wonderfully austere lady, tis a pleasure." He winks at Asherick, "Mother is recovering well thankfully. I appreciate the concern ol pal." He stifles his ramblings as Una tries to reengage the parties attentions. He listens intently but gets lost for a moment, just enough time to exhale in his companions presence and think to himself 'home' and smile broadly.
Diggle made his way back into the city proper. His hind quarters felt like never before. The prospect of the ride was horrific and the reality was so much worse. He knew he would not walk quite right for a number of days but it was sure good to be back in familiar surrounds, even if they were the very same surrounds he had every intention of leaving behind. He however, had started to make head way toward his goals with the aid of the Field Marshal and the new party of problem solvers he had assisted only days past. Home first of course to ensure all his worldly belongings were safe and secure then, back to his new business of solving problems. The bad news now out of his foremost mind, could now merely plague him in his subconscious. "Hmmmm, where too? The Field Marshal of course."
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