"Rum?"
Stig's going to go appraise the rum.
No.
"The weird-looking one's out cold. I say we tie them up in separate rooms and then take them to the sheriff in Saltmarsh once we're done here. One thing, though - are there any more smugglers around?"
That's the 10,000 g.p. question. ;)
"Rum?"
Stig's going to go appraise the rum.
It's pretty yo ho ho, dark spicy good. Warms th' belly.
"You know, Stig, we could get the wagon again and roll all this stuff down to Saltmarsh. We'd keep some choice parts and sell the rest for a pretty penny. But what in the Nine Hells is this crap?", Altai asks while looking at the odd tarry paper on the table.
"Having said that, I have the feeling that this place isn't cleared out yet. Let's tie our new friends up and go find out what other secrets this house holds."
The halfling pipes up:
"Just Sanbalet. He's our leader here. He was up there making ghosts and such, to scare you off. Worked real good, you see.
He's got two hyena headed....people...sort of, that work for him. Theyre real. Although, I get the feeling that they'd rather eat me as look at me."
“Some orphan kid went missing around here. What do you lot know about that? And the paladin who went looking for the kid … the one who was lying dead outside your bunk room – what about that?”
mwork heavy flail (a medium sized dude can wield 2-handed) Harvak looks it over.
"Damn I'm hurtin", says Harvak as he throws down the flail and pulls out his backpack sitting down on the ogre marrows head. "AAhhhh-wooga"
"Huh. A wizard and his two gnoll buddies. Odd. Now, what's that black tar back by the merrow carcass?"
“Some orphan kid went missing around here. What do you lot know about that? And the paladin who went looking for the kid … the one who was lying dead outside your bunk room – what about that?”
(the paladin) He was snooping around, same as you. He...prolly shoulda had some friends, or minded his own business. Anyhow's we didn't kill him, the rotgrubs did.
(this all seems completely reasonable to her).(the kid) ship comes by; bout once a fortnight. He left on the ship. I guess they needed a cabinboy.
I'll tell you, though; that kid always b%*!~ed and moaned about the orphanage. He had stars in his eyes to join and pirate, he did. He's a pirate now, he is. He'll learn a useful trade.
"Huh. A wizard and his two gnoll buddies. Odd. Now, what's that black tar back by the merrow carcass?"
That's heroin. Opium. That's all I know about that business. I'm forthright, you say that about me, your nose won't grow.
I don't know much, so I can't get it tortured outta me. Sanbalet's smart like that, he is.
Way I figure, I'll get it tortured outta me anywit, might as well spill it so as not to get too carved up.
(the paladin) He was snooping around, same as you. He...prolly shoulda had some friends, or minded his own business. Anyhow's we didn't kill him, the rotgrubs did.
(this all seems completely reasonable to her).(the kid) ship comes by; bout once a fortnight. He left on the ship. I guess they needed a cabinboy.
I'll tell you, though; that kid always b@~~@ed and moaned about the orphanage. He had stars in his eyes to join and pirate, he did. He's a pirate now, he is. He'll learn a useful trade.
Beldan shrugs. "Sounds feasible. What ship, and what was the kid's name?"
"He just called himself The Calico Kid. (She rolls her eyes a second). Don't ask most folks' truenames, this line.
"The ship's the Sea Ghost. We...privateer some, smuggle a lot. Keoish coin's pretty good of late. This operation's been going a good 3 years. Hey...you guys are too too good be working for whoever you're working for. You should talk to Sanbalet about working for him. He's not too too bad a cob, even if he is a loiterer."
"Uh-huh." Altai makes a grimace behind the halfling's back. "So, where does Sanbalet and his bodyguards hold court?"
"Why would we want to work for him when we could kick his ass?"
"Uh-huh." Altai makes a grimace behind the halfling's back. "So, where does Sanbalet and his bodyguards hold court?"
Well,...they're probably up in the house still. I thought they'd join in to the party, but I guess he wasn't in the mood.
"Why would we want to work for him when we could kick his ass?"
"Hmmm...." she looks thoughtful for a second, then there's a glimmer of inspiration in her eye: "you...could kick his ass, then you could take over HIS action!"
"Maybe we will. Where is he? First floor? Second floor? Which quadrant of the house?"
"Maybe we will. Where is he? First floor? Second floor? Which quadrant of the house?"
"Now that I couldn't tell you. He doesn't like us mucking about in his haunting business. He says it stifles his artistry--or magician's secrets; not for the uninitiated. Iggwilv's bodice,...I'm not one to push him to hard."
"So," says Gittik to the halfling prisoner, hands on his weapon pommels after he ges his breath back, "How about flowers?"
"Hey, there more people to kill? Good. Him do magic, like shaman. Bad. Oo, oo, gold teeth - maybe me give Jane gold teeth on first date!"
"Gie 'er some ay thes rum, wee fellaw, an' ye willnae hae tae be askin' 'er tae gie some jiggy; she'll be handin' jiggy it by th' booshel."
"Ooooo, Stiggy clever!"
"Are you still drinking?" Altai looks at Stig, before shaking his head. "Let's go find the wizard and his gnoll pals."
To Gittik, who she's now almost sure is putting on an act: "I think flowers, and gold, wee pet."
"Let's go find the wizard and his gnoll pals."
"Hold on there Altai, let me get a few more bandages on this here Hammerhead shark bite wound, then we'll go get the wizard and goons together."
"Are you still drinking?" Altai looks at Stig, before shaking his head. "Let's go find the wizard and his gnoll pals."
Stig has been dipping rum with a dirty old cup he found on the floor.
"En? Goin' aready, are we? Mebbe Ah shoods keep a yak oan aw thes mince. We cannae hae wee bairns comin' by an' gettin' aw blooter'd an' trumpeted. Plus they micht slip in th' bluid. Wa dornt Ah stain guard haur fur a while."
“And what should we do with this lot. Two of em look unconscious, but honestly, I’m not sure if I trust my knots against a halfling rogue. They’re slippery little suckers, no offence Gittik or smuggler lady. Should we bring her with us?”
Tenser starts slurping up ogre guts and blood.
Schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp schlorp...
"Och aye, that's a guid loon. Thes adventurin' pure keeps th' dug scran bills doon."
“And what should we do with this lot. Two of em look unconscious, but honestly, I’m not sure if I trust my knots against a halfling rogue. They’re slippery little suckers, no offence Gittik or smuggler lady. Should we bring her with us?”
"In you let me go exit of the front door, then you'll never see naught but the back side of me, love. I don't come back on you guys. That's nutters, I gave up against you I did. And, I bet a crown to an acorn, he knows you're up there anyway's.
Just don't be taking me with up there, and looking at me askance every time a frightening paranoia overtakes you. Let me go, and I'll go."
"Phew, Stiggy, your dog has ogre gut breath!"
"The only 'bairn' that's been in this house the last decade just signed up as a pirate cabin boy, doofus. You can sip as much rum as you want once we've gotten our hands on the wizard."
Altai hands Harvak a ceramic bottle. "Here's a potion - it'll make you a little better."
"Phew, Stiggy, your dog has ogre gut breath!"
"That's naethin' coompared tae when he ate gooblin turds in th' marsh."
Stig ignores Altai's defamation by saying "Gah!" and gesturing like he's swatting an airborne mosquito.
Naah; Becton gave you the wand treatment. You're spry, guy.
"In you let me go exit of the front door, then you'll never see naught but the back side of me, love. I don't come back on you guys. That's nutters, I gave up against you I did. And, I bet a crown to an acorn, he knows you're up there anyway's. Just don't be taking me with up there, and looking at me askance every time a frightening paranoia overtakes you. Let me go, and I'll go."
"Me say we kill her, then no worry."
"Me say we kill her, then no worry."
"She coods be the mastermine'"
She looks ashen-faced at Gittik for an instant.
Then laughs.
"Oh, you had me a miniscule bit there, pet. Oh, oh Sanbalet would love you, you marvellous, viscious creature."
“You can’t just go around killing people who surrender. I say we take her back to the door and let her go. Kill her if she comes back for more. We could hand her over to the law, but it’s a hassle for us in the meantime, and what are they going to do? Throwing her in prison or executing her doesn’t really help anyone much in the long run does it? ‘Sides, this way she owes us her life, should we ever cross paths again.”
"Oh, you had me a miniscule bit there, pet. Oh, oh Sanbalet would love you, you marvellous, viscious creature."
Hearing this, in a loud voice and a wink to everyone: "She's nae tay bricht. Nae the mastermine'"
"Me say we kill her, then no worry.""She coods be the mastermine'"
"If you were that beserker guy, would you take orders from a three foot tall woman?"
Assuming you werent married to her.
"If you were that beserker guy, would you take orders from a three foot tall woman?"
"Ye wooldnae say 'at if ye hud mit mah Mammy, Beldan."
Stig dips another cup of rum.
"Hey let's get some of that rum Stigwold, ole Harvak is a hurtin"...
"If you were that beserker guy, would you take orders from a three foot tall woman?""Ye wooldnae say 'at if ye hud mit mah Mammy, Beldan."
Stig dips another cup of rum.
"Hey let's get some of that rum Stigwold, ole Harvak is a hurtin"...
Stig passes Harv a cupfull and makes space around the keg.
"Drink oop. It'll kip ye warm."
"Mah Mammy use' tae gez me rum jes lahk thes tae pit me tae sleep when Ah was a wee laddie."
"If you were that beserker guy, would you take orders from a three foot tall woman?""Ye wooldnae say 'at if ye hud mit mah Mammy, Beldan."
Stig dips another cup of rum.
Beldan looks like he's about to say something about Stiggy's three foot tall Mammy, then, wisely, thinks better of it.
After applying some bandages Harvak stands up slowly downs the rum, stretches his back. He the heaves up the ogre merrow head and slaps in down on the prow of the boat like some gross figurehead ARRRG She looks mean now! eh Stigwold!
"Aye, she does."
Stig looks a little watery eyed for a minute thinking about his mother.
"Mah brither Ænus an' Ah used tae barnie a lot. Mammy used tae tie a rope aroond uir feit, together loch, an' flin' us intae th' weel."
Stig walks over to the ogre and slices him up a bit more to let some more guts out for Tenser.
"Rah roo!"