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Post by Daos on Aug 26, 2022 14:16:53 GMT -8
"Then we have an agreement," Daos remarks. To Trite, he says, "Well, look at it this way. If you feel going after the Night's Breath is a waste of time, then diverging from that task is also a waste of time, and therefore technically speaking, nothing is lost." To the others, he says, "Shall we then? Caelynn since you know where this cave is, you should take point."
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Post by HorizonsDream on Aug 26, 2022 22:42:44 GMT -8
Caelynn nods, and starts leading the group towards the east, where she remembers the hideout to be.
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Post by GravityEmblem on Aug 27, 2022 7:54:36 GMT -8
Tympany is silent for a moment, before shrieking "That doesn't even make sense!!" Nobody pays her any mind, though, and she soon joins the party in following Caelynn, pouting all the way.
It takes half an hour or so to reach the cave. When they do, they see a pony tied up near the mouth, and a middle-aged Halfling sitting next to it. He pulls the lit pipe out of his mouth when the party arrives, and shouts, "There you are! You're late! I expected you--wait, wasn't there only two of you?" he says, sizing up the party.
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Post by HorizonsDream on Aug 27, 2022 13:42:03 GMT -8
~He doesn't even know what they looked like,~ Caelynn thinks to herself. "We needed a little extra help for the job," she says.
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Post by GravityEmblem on Aug 27, 2022 13:45:54 GMT -8
"Well, I'm not paying any extra! How many did you get?" he grunts.
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Post by Daos on Aug 27, 2022 15:00:52 GMT -8
"Just one," Daos answers, holding aloft the gem. "But first, I want to know the name of your employer."
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Post by GravityEmblem on Aug 27, 2022 15:57:32 GMT -8
The halfling laughs. "She's a very powerful woman, and I'll leave it at that. Don't want to cause her trouble in the next election," he says with a wink.
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Post by HorizonsDream on Aug 28, 2022 0:49:15 GMT -8
"The next election," Caelynn mumbles to herself as she tries to remember who is in power in her home city.
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Post by GravityEmblem on Aug 28, 2022 4:27:50 GMT -8
Caelynn seems to recall that the current mayor of Cryfopolis is a woman named Marjorie Johnston--a rich socialite with little awareness or care for the problems of the slums of the city. Several candidates have run against her, preaching themselves as the champion of the poor, but none have won.
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Post by HorizonsDream on Aug 28, 2022 20:37:59 GMT -8
Caelynn steps back to Daos, and whispers. "I'm not sure how you want to play this. He could be talking about the current Mayor, Marjorie Johnston," she explains.
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Post by Daos on Aug 28, 2022 21:35:24 GMT -8
"So Mayor Johnston is hiring street urchins to break into Cryfold's palace. Or rather, Lenkinshire's manor, as it now belongs to Lady Lenkinshire," Daos says to the halfling, watching him closely for a reaction.
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Post by GravityEmblem on Aug 29, 2022 4:49:55 GMT -8
The Halfling looks confused at first, before winking at Daos again. "Well, you didn't hear it from me," he says. He reaches into the saddlebag of his pony and pulls out a large pouch. "A hundred platinum pieces. No need to count 'em, they're all there."
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Post by Daos on Aug 29, 2022 14:32:37 GMT -8
Daos shakes his head. "I'm afraid there's been a misunderstanding. Martha Jutland and Aaron Bourne are both dead, having apparently killed each other over this," he says, holding up the gemstone. "We are agents of the King of Foccu, and in his name, I am afraid I will have to place you under arrest."
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(OOC: Can Daos tell if the halfling sounded confused because he didn't expect Daos to figure out who his employer was, or does he sound confused because he has no idea what Daos is talking about? Insight if needed:
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Post by HorizonsDream on Aug 29, 2022 19:58:40 GMT -8
Caelynn was slightly curious as to what they were going to do with this halfling once they arrested him. She was sure he would be out within a day at this point.
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Post by GravityEmblem on Aug 30, 2022 3:54:45 GMT -8
The Halfling seems confused the name Daos brought up--like he was expecting him to think of something different. As soon as he takes out the emerald and makes his statement, the Halfling's eyes bulge out, and he drops his pipe on the ground.
"I ain't going back to prison!" he shouts, pulling out a knife. Valerie and Tympany get into a combat stance, but he rushes over to the horse to cut its rope instead. Before he can mount the pony, Meine tackles him to the ground. The horse whinnies in fright and gallops into the distance.
"No! No! Let me go!" he cries, struggling against the princess' grip.
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