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Scubacarrot

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  1. "Well. Something tells me they went over the edge. Can't help them right now. Let's just go in."
  2. Would spending an ether to get rid of an obstacle that fights back work?
  3. "No one knows this sort of thing. But the best guess is that they were made by an ancient civilization that has since died out. Some scholars suggest that Strivvi's walls were made by the same people. What we do know is that there have been vaults opened in the past, although I was never able to figure out what the results of those uncovers were. Heh, just imagine what the vaults might have brought forward. Perhaps some of the greatest heroes of the past were openers of the vaults, perhaps kings and kingdoms would not exist if not for the vaults. The deserts of Abra hold many secrets, this is just another one, it seems. As a scholar and an archeologist, I know what I would choose if I had the possibility of opening the vault... Knowledge. There is just so much we do not understand or what is forgotten." - "I am a Blacksmith of Strivvi, a worker of Darksteel. The finest, one of the few that can make real Darksteel. I do not go on tour, my apprentices would destroy the shop." "We are mutual friends of Macros. And although he'd never admit it, Sultan adores me." "Thinks he is so funny." "Myself, I don't mind a bit of travelling. There are many songs to be sung, but I only know a few, I am always looking to expand my collection. Broken bones I'd like to avoid, the hearts of women, they come with the job." - "Good Drinks! Garlin Fighter man Yess! Hmmm... Jobsss... Workss? Yesss Worksss. Me.... Uhhh... Skinss.... Hides.... Hideworkss Yesss. No Fighter Man. Drinks Man Worksss Givess to Fighter man!"
  4. Obviously knocking her aside in the confusion.
  5. It's a possibility that Daffodil and Sultan are a Witcher reference, yes. Nice catch.
  6. "Sod it." Guts takes out a smoke bomb, and throws it as close to Tra-Serral as possible, before making a break for it.
  7. Guts grabbed a hold of his halberd, and said slightly intimidatingly: "Look girl. We're with you and your father, but there's battle in there. We need to make sure that the Orcs come out of this on tip, not the sodding Kingdoms. There's assassins and Gods knows what else out there. We're going in, with you, or through you."
  8. QM and concept of the quest. Reward, not important at all. Except if it's something very special, and reputation might sway me one way or the other.
  9. Skrall decided to mix among the patrons, and decide to plonk down (after the usual fitting and moving) next to the cyclops. The man responds to him: "Ehh Garlin. Me... Speaks... Common Ehh bits! bits... Yesss. Drinks! Yesss!" Ellaria in the meantime decides to have a chat with the elf and the dwarf Macros was just fighting. "Always? Impressive? Were you even watching kiddo?" "Now, Sultan, be polite. To the girl. I think she's just enamored with your muscles after seeing you in action." "Geeeehhh, you're taking the piss Daffodil, and so is the girl. Macros easily beat the both of us with a stick with us carrying the best weapons mortals can forge." "Macros has been a soldier since his hands were strong enough to carry a sword, while your hands are those of a smith." "And your hands are almost exclusively used for fondling that lute and for playing with girls, or is it the other way around?" - The barkeep smiles back at Nyx. "I am afraid not. With many friends come many eyes, and when they see I give you this for free, I would not be able to refuse any one asking the same without insulting them." - "My brother... I know my brother. He would rule from inside the palace and give orders to people that might interpret those orders in their own ways. My brother... He's loves his books more than is good for him. But out here, the city, you need to be able to talk to people, do things, take action, lead. My brother does not have the skills to rule Strivvi. The city would break, that can't happen. I would have it be so that we fortify our army, lower taxes for the people that have little to spare, break down hard on crime. All that I would do, and I have raised proposals for these things, but my brother's supporters are blocking this. Not because they disagree, but out of spite. To deny the success that would come from these actions. My brother wants to close the gates, and he'd close the bay if he dared too, and wants to hope for the best. That is no way to go on as a city..."
  10. Macros is still mock-fighting with a dwarf and an elf when Boomingham walks up. "I am good, yourself?" Macros parries a blow from the dwarf, and knocks his staff into the direction of the elf. "Hold on one second." In a sweeping motion, he knocks the weapons out of the hands of the opponents. "Right. Well fought. We'll catch up later, let me adress this fine man." The man smiles, and leads Boomingham to a bench, and offers Boomingham some fruit, drinking water himself. "Hardly a fair fight. A smith and a singer make for poor opponents, even two to one. A traveller then? Captain, perhaps? Yes, my brother still seeks to take my place as viscount, to my grief. However, I'm sure he will soon relent. A bar is a better place than most I've found. I am surrounded by pleasant company, food and drink is plenty, why not use a tavern this way?" Skrall finds a few chairs and stools standing near the side, if he wanted, he could sit and join wherever he wanted. "If you'd really want to visit all those places I guess we could, but you'd never find your way if you don't know your way around. We never went tot he same place twice though, wouldn't surprise me if they were all abandoned." The bartender hands Nyx her drink, and answers her: "Of course. Your way is not very advantageous to the seller of the information. The buyer might simply refuse to pay for any reason that he or she wants, whereas in the right way, the buyer will always get information that is of worth because the seller is a good and trusted man. It might be I have some inklings for some small jobs smart people might be rewarded for disproportionally. And it might be I could set them up."
  11. Has anyone got some marshmallows they would be willing to trade?
  12. "We should be moving on. Give the compass to Dyric, when you're done. Let's go."
  13. "Pay the gold, get information. That's all there is to it. No cheeky asking for your favorite subjects. The soldiers. They serve the city. The palace. The viscount. There is no viscount, so they serve the captains in charge, or rule themselves, basically. Of course there have been votings, but no viscount has been decided on as of yet. If there was no split, a decision would have been made. Macros is right over there, training, perhaps you should try talking to him." The bartender is starting to get annoyed, but that doesn't stop him from taking the money.
  14. "Ehm. I am sorry, I honestly don't know. I've just been dragged from warehouse to cellar to dark room for a long time. If the Wolfgang know where the vault is, maybe that is where they are?" "The Wolfgang eh? Still not the proper etiquette... But yes, the Wolfgang. They have been making appearances in Strivvi, new gang. They're competing with local gangs sometimes, although they take care not to attract major attention... I don't have any names for you I'm afraid. Yoren's square, you'll find some there, I'm sure... Although I heard something went down there."
  15. "It seems that you did. It is your own true mistake for handing this simple man a question and gold without knowing the proper etiquette. But, my friend, let me give you some advice, free of charge. I am lucky to count a great many people as my friends, and my friends tell me things. Now I have not heard of this man you speak about, this means that this man, which you are clearly trying to find, is not in Strivvi, or is taking great measures to prevent his presence. Are you still unhappy with your purchase?"
  16. "I can not answer what I do not know. My trade is information, and drinks. Don't you think it's unwise to try and intimate the man provides these things to you? A drink may become poison, truth may turn into lie." The barkeeper answers, seemingly unfazed by Atramor's intimidation. The man turns to Boomingham. "And now threats are added to the man's aggresive posture. You may coat your words in honey but the sting is still there. I must caution you against doing such a thing. You would find that a simple bartender has access to a lot of help in his time of need. I suggest you start being more polite. Otherwise I have of a mind to notice that you people have maybe had too much to drink and need to go home." People all around the bar are starting to look at Atramor and Boomingham.
  17. "Gold first, my friend."
  18. "Rumours, job offers, suggestions, gossip, secrets... Might be useful to you or it might not, but it will get you further than paying me and asking questions."
  19. The bartender takes Atramor's gold... "Never heard of him." The bartender repeats the question to both serving girls, who shrug. "Sorry lad, perhaps you've more luck with information I already have." The bartender then pours Skrall and Boomingham their drinks, and answers Nyx' question: "Half Tonic, half Firewater. It goes well with our special of the day." "Don't know much, I was always paid by the ginger guy in the Wolf-outfit. You probably killed him. I think the Daymaster was his boss. I always guarded doors. I could show you the doors I was guarding lately, if you'd think it'll help you. Working for the Wolfgang is much less exciting than you'd think."
  20. Is Olmstyr still enraged? "Go get him..." Guts puts the last of Clippard's poison on his blade, then attacks the blooded pilgrim, unenthousiastically from the back row. Olmstyr attacks, from the back row if possible. Battle order: Jared Thormanil Alexandre Dyric Alexis Guts Olmstyr Haldor
  21. "Saving a member of Crimson Crown seems incredibly counterproductive."
  22. Oh I remember you saying something like that. Maybe I'm wrong. Anyway, it doesn't matter. The gold equal to the treasures can come out of Guts massive amount of money and everything can be cool.
  23. Look. You rescued some guy. Atramor drains the cup, and instantly feels drunks, the drink tasted like a sweet punch with a lot of alcohol, but alternating hot and cold as it goes down, his stats are affected. He won't know what it did until battle however. "You mean the army? The army has a deal with the Wolfgang?! Hmrpf, that explains some things. I went to a higher up for help in my investigations once. I should have known better. I... I'll take a drink. If it's on you." "Russus Tunicum at your service! I'll gladly drink with you!"
  24. According to Sandy, items that directly translate to gold can just be broken down and divided, but anyways, if that can't happen, the gold comes out of Guts' pocket and Guts gets the treasures. "Hm. I don't feel like saving this guy. Something to do with Crimson... Possibly the cause for all this... Anyone else get that?"
  25. "Here you go, lad. If you want to add some spice to that, you can find herbs growing in the courtyard" The bartender pours from a clear bottle in a bronze cup, then from a red bottle. The liquid inside is red, and slightly bubbling. Does Atramor want to drink? The bartender shouts something in Strivvian to one of the serving girls, which quickly brings Ellaria a plate of food: Meanwhile the Bartender poured Ellaria a glass of Ambrosia and received 55 gold from her. "Well, I doubt it is anything official, but there's some blue flags hanging around and Macros, the son of the viscount whose followers like to wear blue, is here." "Viscount you mean. Macros. Yes. I'm not here for the sparring. I've seen you've been succesful in rescuing Mortimer? Good."
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