Christos La Krail (
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knightsoflegend2014-05-15 10:06 pm
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tobago ♔ the key is our vice

WHO || Thoster, Christos, Aedan, Penelope, Hook
WHAT || The Knights follow a lead on potential Slovechnian slaves
WHERE || The Devil's Fire Tavern, Tobago
WHEN || May 22nd [forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam
The tavern the Knights have been sent to is located on the impoverished lower west side of the city. It derives its name - The "Devil's Fire Tavern" - from a red glow that magically escapes the tavern's windows after the sun goes down, an ornament added by the current proprietor. The inside of the place is inhospitable, to say the least. The floor is made of irregular stone tiles that are covered by a damp sludge of ash and mud, and the rarely used fireplace reeks of some unknown substance. The furniture is old, but serviceable. Still, they serves good ale for a fair price, has an irregular supply of local and exotic wines and other delicacies, and serves up a cheap ploughman's lunch to nearby workers.
The clientele seems mostly composed of beggars lucky enough to have money to spare; dockworkers avoiding their wives after a day's work, and representatives of the city's various criminal elements. A cook and serving girl are visible, and there are a few open tables scattered about. Christos, glad to be off the sunny streets and in a locale that feels much more familiar to him, heads towards one in a corner immediately.

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Ahem. Also missions. Important mission time, yes. He heads for the table with Christos but gives the serving girl a wave because that's what normal patrons do.
Also he wants a drink.]
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I've heard talk of a dealer in illicit goods, one Walter White. Perhaps he knows something?
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No really, shit gave him a headache but it's nothing a drink won't fix. Because alcohol was clearly the answer.]
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We wouldn't want to draw too much suspicion now, would we? [Like they haven't already. Everyone in this party stuck out like a sore thumb let's be real.]
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Seems like it'd be worth it to get to know those gentlemen.
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[wanna have a fake bar fight hook?]
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that's as close as you're getting to permission thoster. ]
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What did you call me, you bastard?
[He moves to punch Thoster with his good hand, but he... crit fails whoops.]
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Called you a whore's son. And a cheat. Seems fitting.
[Can I use bluff for him over acting this shit? because I'm gonna. Bluff 24. He's also sort of shouting because this was meant to draw attention, after all. Oh and he will just be moving to edge them towards the center of the bar so that their friends aren't also in the line of sight of this hot mess.]
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[Hey, he's a pirate. He's probably had this fight for real back in the day.]
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"Hey! Hey! None of this now!" ]
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with a nat 20 spot check, christos' eyes zero in on a man dressed in sailor's garb who emerges from the back room of the tavern. christos murmurs to penelope and aedan: ] Look. [ he nods to where a spot 10+ can see that he's tracking in some wet, red mud onto the floor. ]
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[And to show his meaning, he throws a quick punch (atk 19, dmg 2 if it hits).]
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And with a spot of 15, Aedan notices that these sloppy bitches didn't bother to wipe their feet after trekking through the mud. It sort of reminds him of home. :')]
Is that door meant to lead outside? [Because it seemed a little backward and Aedan is a little dumb ok.]
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But then he got a 17 so Christos' relaying information gives him an idea.]
I don't suppose we could pose as buyers? [Aaaaaaaaaaaand a crit fail, so he pulls out the credit card Lis'sa issued him so long ago like, look I've got something that will help. :DDD Seriously someone take this shit away from him.]
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Oh, it makes sense now. My wife has taken to fancy women. Can't quite blame her there.
[which is pirate for "you hit like a girl, son"]
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Still more man than you, from what I've heard.
[Hint: he's talking about your penis.]
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the potential buyer talking to corwyn seems to be arguing with him now, and stands up, spitting on the table as he says something about "cursed goods" which a listen check of 15+ can hear. he storms out of the building, shoving hook aside into thoster to get a clear path (str 19). corwyn watches him go with a frown, and then crooks a finger to get one of his guard guys to come over, where he starts giving him some kind of instructions. ]
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