Sharn

[Sajuuk]

"Actually, I do have a job for you," Castar says as he hovers over to Sharn's Welcome. "Through divination magics, I've figured out where they are going to attack next. I want you to go there and wait for the attack. Help drive them off if you want, but I want you to report back on the forces that attacked and and anything you can determine about their intentions."

[littleangryman]

[Laharl]

Aiolos nods. "I'll head down there right away, which bar is it?"

[Sajuuk]

To Dave:
"Its the 'Hawk and the Hacksaw', proprietor - Trunac d'Kundarak," he says as an arrow starts pointing at the location of the tavern. "I've got no idea when the attack is going to happen, but they have never attacked during daylight hours."

To Scott/Drew:
(trunac's been NPCed until shealy can be gotten ahold of and convinced to come back to the boards)
"Ye want a Trunac Stout my furry friend?" Trunac asks as he picks up a tankard and fills it, sliding it down the bar to Felix. "Think ye can handle it?"

[littleangryman]

"Ho ho ho. I can handle quite a bit thank you." Felix grabs the tankard. "Here's to you and your fine brews, Trunac" And he drinks.

Fort save: 17

[Sajuuk]

To Scott/Drew:
Trunac watches as Felix drains his tankard. "Aye, so you can drink. But can ye handle another?" he says as he fills another tankard.

[littleangryman]

Felix grins. "Perhaps. But that's a great brew. I think I'll savor this one if you don't mind." He takes a deep, satisfying drink. "Has anybody seen our dear captain this fine day? I seem to have missed him coming off the boat. Slept in, you see."

fort save 22 if need be

[Squall255]

"Well, I was thinking we might head up to the Shadow Marshes and see what stuff we can find. Then come back and stock up before heading off to Q'Barra and then back home. Should be after the Spring Thaw by then. Why, anxious to be outta here already?"

[Laharl]

Aiolos shrugs, "Might as well head down and scout the place out, unless there's anything else you need me for."

[Sajuuk]

To Dave:
"Before you go, I've got some things to help you with the job," Castar says as he digs out a few small orbs from his bag, along with a small coin-like object. "Recorders and a tracking beacon - you still remember how to use these, right?"

To Squall:
"Well, once we get the HQ set up, we won't have anything else to do. Ships and crew also require money to keep them operational. And currently we have no way of making any money. But looting dead civilizations is always an idea, provided you have the license to sell whatever loot you might find."

To Scott/Drew:
"He hasn't stopped in here, and I haven't seen any of those troops that came looking for him. But I've been here for most of the day. What about you Calen, have you seen the good Captain" Trunac asks as he drinks from his tankard.

[Laharl]

Aiolos smiles. "Of course I do. Catch you later."

He then leaves to go to the Hawk and Hacksaw.

[Mr_Praetorian]

"Can't say I have." he responded. Taking a deep drink, then pausing to swill it around his mouth before swallowing it.

[Squall255]

"Bah. Is everything in this city based on permits? We'll find people to buy whatever we happen to find."

[Sajuuk]

To Dave:
Aiolos's journey to the tavern is uneventful. The citizens of Sharn go about their business and nobody interferes with you.

To Squall:
"Just flying and treasure hunting really. And the only places that I can think of that would buy treasures of dead civilizations without a letter of marque are places that you are more likely to be killed than to find a buyer. Besides, the Letter of Marque is only 500 GP per territory," Sophie responds as the group draws closer to Trunac's establishment.

To Drew/Scott:
"Bah, he's probably off looking for more crew or at the shipyards," Trunac replies as he refills his tankard of ale.

[Laharl]

Aiolos walks into the Hawk and Hacksaw. Upon seeing Trunac at the bar, he walks over and says hi. "I didn't know this was your place. Listen, can we talk in private for a minute?"