That's a lot of Poke in one thought.
The sheriff shakes his head as if he was stabbed in his temple by the goblin's fang file."Huh?" A migraine is visible taking hold. "Shhhhhh just stop talking. Alright, alright just the dwarf, his wolf, and Boris spends the night jail." He waves to his squad to take Ulfrec. "10 Gold piece bail to be paid in the morning. You can get him at the sixth bell."
He sternly looks at everyone in the tavern, "No more mischief."
Poke Poke wrote:
Fantastic dice roll.
The sheriff gingerly holds the edge of the tattered paper...as if it could be diseased...then scrunches his snout. He hands it back to goblin. "You're an esquire, barrister, and attorney at law?" he asks doubtfully. "Are those three different things?" He scratches his left horn.
"So you DID stab him with your tooth file." There's enough goblins in the town that he is quite familiar with the weapon, plus his own horns are well groomed.
Ulfrec Aesgrim wrote:
"Gathering information with steel." he shakes his head "That's not permitted in town regardless for whom you work." He is not pleased. "You're gonna need a night in jail and make your bail."
He turns to Boris, "Does he speak truth."
The double oak with steel trimmed font doors swing open with gusto. Standing in the middle, filling the area, is a massive minotaur holding a shining double axe. The axe shines and is razor sharp. Behind the sheriff several humans ready to charge inside the tavern.
"STOP YOUR BICKERING."
The sheriff and his squad enter the building and every patron stand straight up with their palms facing outward. The minotaur's nose twitches and he looks around. "Goblin...stop your hiding and get out from under the table."
He nods at Boris, 'hmm...figures," Your in the drunk tank for the night. "Who were you fighting with? I swear if you weren't my weren't married to cousin I'd kill you myself."
The sound of heavy boots coming from the east thunder on the ground. A few sharp orders are barked. "Stand firm." Four more constables flank a towering man with a bulls head - the Captain of the Guard.
"State your business!" After he speaks his face softens a bit as she recognizes Grung and Desmond. "Oh...why did the alarm bells go ..." His voices trails off as she notices Nym.
"Capt. Bethany has a fiery personality and an excellent sense of humor, but does not take kindly to disrespect. She enjoys appreciation of her beauty from others – and uses it well– but will not tolerate any remarks that belittle her position as captain." he snort a bit. "She responds to such insults with her rapier wit, and if that fails, with her rapier. She will not kill a man for insulting her, but she
will embarrass him by bettering him in a duel or slashing his belt right off his trousers. Everyone onboard Quell’s Whore knows she is the captain, and her word is stronger than the laws of heaven."
I thought that would make you smile.
Nah, one of us will be a big loser in the Jin fight tonight, regardless. No need to rub saltstick on the wound." He grins.