To Miss Catherine: "Doesn't sound like much of a problem. We can probably see off some bullies."
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[b]"Trouble like the kind that needs swords and muscles to deal with?"[b] Dok asks the lady.
"Of course I'm not mindin' Miss Catherine. I is down here to help when I can. What are you and yours needin'?"
"Do we have a good space in the inn for me to work on a clinic?" Dok asks. "Probably should be quiet about it. Da healers get mad about me helpin' people for free."
"Does anybody know how that note the Lady gave us for helping people works? I've never had more than a few sillers to spend at a time."
"I've got no problem with spending silver I was expecting in the first place." Dok says. "If I'm going to help out here, I'm going to be needing to see that we do our best by the poorer people in the neighborhood."
Dok backs away from the door to clear the way for the fighters.
"Dat might be workin'" "Maybeso we try burnin' it out."
"'ay peoples..." Dok says, raising a hand. "Dok thinks that there be somethin' bad in da web room." "No tracks in da dust a leadin' in theres."
Dok examines the floor to see if there are any tracks in the dust.
"Getting this place be a bargain now that the poo monster in the basement be dead." Dok says as he checks out the second floor. But Dok's patron is the Spirit of the Slums, so take that for what it is worth.
"Let's do one floor at a time man."
"Seems like there be a hole in da' roof." Dok says, looking at the sagging floor with the water damage. "Dok has be knowin' da crazy ole man who collected up da junk and filled his house wit it. Could be that someones here had da same sickness."
Clearing his vision, Dok stumbles back towards the poo monster and slashes at it. H
is aim is pretty good, but he doesn't get much behind the swing.
"I gots da poo in ma' eye man!!!!" Dok says, stumbling in a drunken circle.
"Da' stink of it all!!!!!" Dok yells as the sewer vomits on him.
Dok pulls out his longsword and staggers around blindly with sewer vomit in his eyes!
"Maybe it be magik' wine?" Dok answers Illendur.
Dok heads down the stairs to get a closer look at the wine.
"Be a shame dat someone waste all dat wine...."
"Downstairs is fine." "That bein' where the Jixel can build his chicken farm." "Fresh eggs for th'kitchen."
"I never did have no axe." Dok says. "Don't know if i'm gonna be any help pryin' dat up." He steps out of the way if Ash is going to hack at it.
"Did yousa folks know this ole place was a bar?" Dok asks.
Dok looks at the locks and says: "I tink da key weez gots is be fittin' da front door."
"We either need da key or we breaks da door."
"Looks like we be needin' da key."
"I'll help you look aboot" Dok says. He follows along with Ash.
"Dok thinks you should have looked it ova before we signed the paper..."
If anyone expects Dok to sign something, he just blots some ink on his thumb and leaves a thumbprint on the document.
Dok stops to scrape the mud off his boots before he goes into the nice building, leaving a streak on the cobblestones. He shrugs at Illendur "Sorry my man, jus' tryin' not to track da dirt inna ya nice house."
"Maybe we can avoid being arrested on this cab ride."
"Maybe Jixel could install a chicken coop in da basement."
"If I had a building, it would just fill up with squatters." Dok says. "My place is on the streets."
"I am knowing many of the small folk on the streets. They come to me for help when they are hurting...." Dok supplies helpfully to Ash.
Dok takes a seat and grins at the nice rich lady.
"Nice place...."
"Just trying to follow up on what we learned back at the orphanage."
"Damnedest thing seeing a chicken hop around while he's stirring through those bones."
"I know where to find Cassalanter Villa. It is in the Sea Ward, not far from the Tower of Luck." Dok tells the others. "Don't know much about the family that lives there. Rich people behind fancy walls."
"Da news travel fasta' dan my feet do walk!" Dok exclaims. "I am bein' Tarley, some do call me Dok Tarley."
"If any of the little ones or da staff need any of my healin', be sure to ask for me in the neighborhood." Dok says as we leave. "I'll be glad to help."
"Good days to ya there, Miss Catherine." "I'ma bein' Tarley and these be my friends."
"We'uns be lookin' in on those that care for the small folk and seein' what we'uns can do ta help."
"Don't worry lady ... we'll keep da mud off'in ya floors."
"I can show da way to the orphan house on Cod Lane." Dok suggests. "Couldn't hurt to take a look." Dok takes a moment cast a spell and heal cut he still had from yesterday.
Still a half-orc in bloody clothes, a torn coat, and a battered top hat. But at least he doesn't have any open wounds.
"There be a bunch of do-gooders opening orphanages since the war. Call themselves da 'Houses of Hope'. Dey have four of them in da Dock Ward." "One near south gate, one just down the way on Cod Lane, one over on Book Street, and one at the corner of Sea Lion and Tarnished Silva'."
"Do we just go barge into the house that the children mentioned, or do you folk want to investigate more?"
Dok picks up two apples, one he tosses into the cart to be helpful. The other he drops in the pocket of his coat.
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