Lynx of Korvosa's page

Well how do ya like that? We searched the whole stinky dungeon under the graveyard, killed every last stinking derro in the joint, and even put the Shoanti kid back together again, but Rolth the Necrophiliac-or-whatever was nowheres to be found!

At least we helped to smooth things out with Thousand-Bones, but now we opened a whole new can of worms by doing business with an ill-favored lord, taking sides with Black Whats-his-face when he saved Trina from the executioner, and Dollface getting arrested by the guards by getting too nosey about some ship they dumped in the drink with their trebuchet. Dumb broad! We managed to get her off the hook, though.

So, you guys really think that Lord So-and-so and Black Who's-it are the same fella? Makes sense to me, I suppose. Black Whaddyacallit snagged Trina, and she winds up at Lord Whatcha-call-'im's castle? Smells kind of fishy.

Anyhoo, I'm with Chief, we ought to give this Rolth a Korvosan grin and feed his wormy guts to the fishes!

Whew! I ain't yellow or nothin', but I think I might need a change of boxers after those lobster-snake monsters clamped their slimy mits on me! Gee, fellas, thanks for savin' my hide back there! Pretty swell idea, throwin' some other kinda meat down there for those things to chew on.

As for this ambassador, maybe we can get the scoop on him by hangin' around the royal court, maybe pretend to be guards an' servants an' what-not, and see if this chump has any vices we could exploit? Maybe he likes gettin' ossified, or has a weakness for loose dames? Get 'im tanked to loosen his yapper a bit?

Lynx's skills: Acrobatics +3, Perception -2.

In case he needs to make an ability check:
Str 19 (+4) Dex 17 (+3) Con 16 (+3) Int 7 (-2) Wis 7 (-2) Cha 7 (-2)

Three works for me, now let's scram!

I ain't keen on goin' to spooky houses, but I'm even less keen on keepin' a spooky harrow deck. We'd better give 'em back to the ghost-dame.

And speakin' of lendin' a hand, there are a few broads at a few cat-houses I wouldn't mind checkin' on ... maybe we can earn some free kicks by savin' 'em!

@Shayella: Heh heh! You're a tough broad, eh, Dollface!

@Invictus: Looks like the poor sap's sleepin' with the fishes tonight, eh, Prettyboy!

@Carnivean: Well, that on the level with you, Chief? We got three votes for sendin' Lamm's goon off to the Abyss. Seems Prettyboy's all sweaty to do it, so I says we lets him.

Hey guys, before we rush into the burning, rioting city to join a bucket-brigade -- WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO WITH Yargin, our prisoner?!?

Hand him over to the coppers? Or send him to Hell, where he probably belongs?

Hiya! The name's Lynx. I grew up on the streets of Korvosa. Pops was a successful burglar known as Black Cat, and ma was a dancing girl at some dive until pops took her as his old lady.

Life was pretty swell 'til pops crossed that rat Lamm. That was when I was, oh, 10, I think. They slipped pops a mickey, then Lamm and his goons piled on him and punched his card.

I guess that wasn't vengeance enough for Lamm. He got ma hooked on his poison, and whored her out. She kicked the bucket when I was around 14.

So I had a score to settle with Lamm, see? That's why I took the bait when I woke up under a table at the Greasy Goblin (where I was bouncin' the bums out if they got too froggy) with a harrow card stuck to my forehead.

Turns out it was a good thing, 'cause now that sap Lamm is pushin' up daisies! Heh heh!

Met some real hard-boiled cats at the address written on the card, and we mopped the floor with Lamm and his goons. As we was congratulatin' ourselves and leavin' Lamm's rickety lair, we see that the city is burnin'! And the town crier's hollerin' about the king bein' dead! Somethin' ain't on the level about this, I'd wager all the loot we took from Lamm on it.

The other fellas (and dame) that helped me pull the curtains on Lamm seem keen to investigate, and I got nothin' better to do, now that I finally gave Lamm what was comin' to him, so I guess I'll go with.