A Mighty Tale
My next move, eh? It's been a while, but I'm feeling up to it now. First off, once at full health Castille will make his Diplomacy check against Scowlen. He scores a 19!+5=24. I hope that's enough to manage some extra equipment.
As the healing power of Scowlen's spells take hold of Castille, the half-elf looks up and says, "Thank you sir. It's been a rough morning. Where's my partner off to?"
Looking for Kaspar, Castille then continues to his companion, "Kaspar! You saved my life, did you not? I owe you. I thought it would be the sewer waters that would do me in. As it turns out, I should have been paying more attention to what was swimming within them."
Both men listen carefully to the investigators and to the tale, particularly to the details surrounding Fast Eddie's venture into arms dealing. The latter surely affects Castille, although he manages only a subdued grimace.
Turning again to Kaspar, "Why don't you follow Einan and talk to the reporter? I'll pay our friend Eddie a visit and find out what he knows about crossbow bolts."
Kaspar returns, "Are you sure you're feeling up to it? I know you took quite a blow, but that's no excuse for doing anything stupid."
"Kaspar, I'll be fine. Now just give that reporter the story as it happened," Castille finishes with a wink.
With that Kaspar turns abruptly to the crowd and to the reporter. As there are many gathered, Kaspar roars a devilish laugh to interrupt the murmurs and then shuffles amongst the people as he tells his story.
"As water and raw sewage splashed at our feet, we hoisted the killer's victims over our shoulders. Their bodies had no riches left. We had no way to know who they were. But we were honor bound to bring them back as best we could.
"The danger was building. Our light was dying. And then in the distance the beast made oh such a terrible noise! If the great gods had not, in their mercy, taken the lives of our cargo so completely, surly they would have quaked from beyond the grave. I say my friends, that the monster's growl was a weapon all its own.
"And then it lunged, the great tail cutting the dank stink..."
* * *
As Kaspar works the crowd outside, Castille enters Fast Eddie's shop. In fact, if the broken window is large enough, he'll climb right through it.
"Eddie. I thought I'd never see the likes of your face again," Castille begins. "I need to ask you a few questions."
As the healing power of Scowlen's spells take hold of Castille, the half-elf looks up and says, "Thank you sir. It's been a rough morning. Where's my partner off to?"
Looking for Kaspar, Castille then continues to his companion, "Kaspar! You saved my life, did you not? I owe you. I thought it would be the sewer waters that would do me in. As it turns out, I should have been paying more attention to what was swimming within them."
Both men listen carefully to the investigators and to the tale, particularly to the details surrounding Fast Eddie's venture into arms dealing. The latter surely affects Castille, although he manages only a subdued grimace.
Turning again to Kaspar, "Why don't you follow Einan and talk to the reporter? I'll pay our friend Eddie a visit and find out what he knows about crossbow bolts."
Kaspar returns, "Are you sure you're feeling up to it? I know you took quite a blow, but that's no excuse for doing anything stupid."
"Kaspar, I'll be fine. Now just give that reporter the story as it happened," Castille finishes with a wink.
With that Kaspar turns abruptly to the crowd and to the reporter. As there are many gathered, Kaspar roars a devilish laugh to interrupt the murmurs and then shuffles amongst the people as he tells his story.
"As water and raw sewage splashed at our feet, we hoisted the killer's victims over our shoulders. Their bodies had no riches left. We had no way to know who they were. But we were honor bound to bring them back as best we could.
"The danger was building. Our light was dying. And then in the distance the beast made oh such a terrible noise! If the great gods had not, in their mercy, taken the lives of our cargo so completely, surly they would have quaked from beyond the grave. I say my friends, that the monster's growl was a weapon all its own.
"And then it lunged, the great tail cutting the dank stink..."
* * *
As Kaspar works the crowd outside, Castille enters Fast Eddie's shop. In fact, if the broken window is large enough, he'll climb right through it.
"Eddie. I thought I'd never see the likes of your face again," Castille begins. "I need to ask you a few questions."
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