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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[Said... another of the murderous psychopaths.]
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Should we leave them? [It might sound fucked up but were they trying to leave three attack dogs behind so that they could possibly regret it later when they had to make their fucking exit and came back to face a group of thugs + three dogs.]
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alright, i lied, she can't not have an opinion about everything. ] The beasts are caged for now, so let's leave them. We don't have much time before someone notices something's amiss and comes to investigate. [ so let's keep moving bitches ]
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the huge cave smells and sounds like the sea, and the walls and ceiling are damp and dripping. a dozen slaves are being held here, bound and huddled in one corner. two pirates stand guard over them, as well as another dog. they look nervous, and one of the slaves is staring blankly around strangely, his head and eyes darting oddly about like a bird. the guards seem to be watching this uneasily, but neither seems to notice the others, particularly over the yapping of the dogs from the other room. ]
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penelope eyes that weird slave with the neurotic neck twitch for a moment or two, unsure if it's just nerves or some kind of legitimate condition. you know, besides the ptsd they're probably all suffering from being captured and held as slaves 8| yeah, she's definitely ready to kill some slave-masters now.
she looks back to the others in the group, nodding as if to signal they should move forward. for justice! ]
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Although his gaze lingers on the slave with the erratic movements after he'd assessed their captors. That seemed odd--even from the perspective of the slavers, apparently.]
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while one guard is still standing, christos assumes you guys have got this. :| and that leaves him to kill the dog. again. #dogslayer he moves in and chops at it with his rapier (atk 29, dmg ... 39). that is one dead dog. ]
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she'll just... search the room now, if that's okay (search 15). ]
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