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"That was either the single bravest thing I've ever seen a man do, or the single silliest. I'll reserve judgement until the angry snake is dead!"
Eroril takes another swing with his warhammer trying to smash the body of the snake.
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"Gah! The serpent got me by the shorthairs," the dwarf yowls in pain. He reflexively kicks out at the animal in return.
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Diego, trying hard to stifle the laughter even though he's well aware of the seriousness of the, um, situation, empowers his whip with Arcane Strike and then snaps it hard at the snake.
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"It won't be out long! I suggest we get it into a sack and out of here fast."
"I think it poisoned me, gents. I don't suppose there is anything you can do about poison, is there Eroril?"
"Poison is very difficult for me Ironleg. I can help you when you try to fight the poison, but otherwise, I'm afraid that my healing powers are of little use against the snake's venom. I will still do what I can."
"Alright Mr. Zincher for 800 gold pieces I'll find out anything you could want to know about the Golden Goblen"
"Poison, eh? I don't suppose there's a shop that sells antitoxin anywhere close, is there?"
"Good thinking, Diego."
After Cephadrel exits Zincher's residence he starts walking unhurried back to the Golden Goblin. Until he is out of sight of Zincher's house when he starts running. Until he get's tired and resumes walking although more quickly this time.
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Eroril turns toward Saul, "Mr. Vancaskerkin, this is a very serious threat toward you, perhaps we should retire to somewhere more private and discuss this matter further."
Ironleg's mind was running quite quickly, with both questions, and the effects of the poison making him light headed. "Yes sir, I think a more secure and private locale might be appropriate before discussing this matter any further."
Eroril asks Dyfrig to prepare a light dinner in the private dining room. He then assists the staff in closing down the gambling hall. When all is finished, he goes up to the Dining Hall and speaks to Saul.
"I understand Mr. Vancaskerkin that Riddleport is a rough town to live in. However, this does not seem to be just an idle threat. I agree with Dyfrig, that snake was no accident and Zincher left just after the ruckus was raised. You said yourself that you thought it odd that Zincher was even here tonight. Do you think Zincher is behind this? If so, how do you want to proceed?"
"I agree that something is very strange here. We all know that Zincher has some issues, but I wonder what he could have gained by letting a serpent free here?"
Cephadrel waits for Dyfrig to leave then says "I am not sure what he plans to get out of it, but Zincher told me he put the snake in here. The other mishaps are his doing to, he is trying to drive you out of town"
Kozaric listens to the conversation, contemplating the posibilities.
"It seems Sir, that Zincher has a real problem with you. I suggest hiring more guards."
"There you are, Cephadrel confirms it. Zincher is definitely out to put you out of business. It's your call sir. Shall we just ignore this threat and continue business as usual, or should keep a closer eye on Zincher and nip this problem in the bud?"
"I am all about bringing Zincher to justice, but it must be done lawfully. We are better than to just burst into his establishment and attempt to thrash him."
Diego shrugs. "Legal or not, if he plans on murder, as the snake was clearly meant to do, we've got to play hard and fast. Perhaps turnabout is fair play? Should we send him a gift of our own?"
"Maybe it's because I'm new in this town but, if you are trying to be a legitimate business man Saul, I think that going to the cops would be the best plan"
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"I say we teach Zincher a lesson. Can't allow him to take us on for whatever reasons with no reprocussions."
"Well, I could start a new song about Clegg's lack of endowment. Or we could just break his knees?"