Shiriki returns to the bar and does his work, mind already halfway to the docks.
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"Dusk works fine for me too. Looking forward to this, my beef with Lamm is pretty damn personal."
"I'm afraid my disguise isn't so flashy to put on," Shiriki grunts. "But I am the warrior known as the Savage. I think it's safe to assume we'll all be taking each others identities to the grave."
Shiriki arrives again shortly after dawn, this time dressed in nondescript clothing and a wide brimmed hat to keep a low profile. Seeing the variety of people who have assembled, he begins browsing the shelves, although he has no interest in music, until they all leave.
Scowling, Shiriki resolves to return at dawn and leaves, though along his way he does poke a bit into the store.
Shiriki looks at the card intently before pocketing it. "Robert, I'm ending my shift early. Take the reigns and I'll be back later if I can." He makes the walk across Old Korvosa quickly, in the manner of someone late to an appointment. He pays little mind to others, knowing they'll clear a path for him without his attention due to both his size and his copper skin, and it does no good to listen to the mutterings of bigots avoiding the Shoanti dog. When he reaches the storefront, he checks the windows to see how crowded it is.
Dot. I'll also get my aliases set up soon, but for right now, work.
I haven't added the stat block yet, but here's Shiriki's alias. |