conversations: human
conversations:  Loyalties shift quickly round here.
  
  Nowhere is that more obvious than at the Sweet King Inn. At the bar manhunter Thaddeus Ray is looking for information to track down Rillo Thennbar who fought by his side last month. At a table near the fire Alisto Bray and Hok the Dragonkiller are drinking ale. Less than a fortnight ago Alisto's panther was at Hok's throat.
  
  Almost everyone in this room has fought both with and against almost everyone else in this room. This is where people hire spies, assassins and soldiers for the neverending struggle for power in the region of Elzría.
  
  That's why you're here. Hard pasts have lead you to a tough present. You have worked together long enough that you trust each other. It's what sets you apart. You heard someone was looking to hire a group. Others have heard too. The Half-Elven Sellian brothers are here. So are the Crellfers, scions of a disgraced noble house.
  
  Still, it is you who are approached by a dishevelled Gnoll. He has clearly been dominated, that's how cautious employers do business. The Gnoll speaks
   The job is simple. Kill the Ogre Warchief Zek ka Hun. You will have 1000Gp now and 2000 more when the job is done. Obviously you will also gain whatever loot you gain from the Ogres. Do you accept or do I talk to the Sellians? 
conversations: Devmaar:
conversations: human
conversations:  Griever 
  
  The scrawny goblin dressed in rags looks the gnoll up and down slowly, in silence, before finally speaking.
  
   "Where?"  she says, simply.
conversations: Aneurin:
conversations: human
conversations:  Zephyrwing 
  
  The tiny sparrow, under the guise of a crow due to some of his fey magic, has taken up a perch on Gaerivan's shoulder for the time being. Partially pretending to be some sort of familiar for the Gnome, his beady dark brown eyes dart around as he sizes up everyone, never quite letting his guard down, especially when he is indoors. Directing his thoughts to his comrades only he speaks with his mind.
  
     "You know my stance on the payment money, I'm just in it for the fun."   
   
   Spoiler 
  
  Hope its not too much trouble to start off this adventure with my Change Self invocation already up at least to disguise myself as a crow. [+10 circumstance bonus for a +33 to my Disguise]
  
  Don't know if it matters, but I have Mindsight up to 100ft as well.
   
conversations: Igneel:
conversations: human
conversations:  Seedo looks to the Gnoll and gives off a wry smile.
  
    Finally!   He thinks to himself   About time something happened, I was thinking I was going to have to do something myself!  
  
  Nodding at his companions comments   "No, no not at all, you have found the right group! Now, where is the mark located, we can fix your problem but we are no mere peddlers of information."   He rubs his goggles as he talks, shining the already bright luster they had, adding to the metallic sheen, making them all the more obnoxious to those in the building.
  
    Diplomacy  - (1d20+21)[ 26 ] 
conversations: BelGareth:
conversations: human
conversations:  According to our most recent information Zek ka Hun's tribe is located about 2 days East from here, preparing to attack a goblin-held fort. It would be ideal if the Warchief was unable to lead that attack. 
conversations: Devmaar:
conversations: human
conversations:  (ooc Sorry for not posting here earlier. Managed to catch a sinus infection so I've either been out of it or sleeping over the past day or so.)
  
  Gaerivan giggles as he bounces from foot to foot, raising a clacking noise due to the blades on his feet. If that and the swords at his wrists weren't enough the unicorn horn smack dab in the middle of his forehead completes the ridiculous image. "  Kill kill yes yes!? Simple enough indeed. Twill be done before you know it!  "
conversations: userpay:
conversations: human
conversations:  Griever 
  
  The goblin nods once.
  
   "Tribe. Live or die?" 
conversations: Aneurin:
conversations: human
conversations:  Nodding as hears the information he smiles   "Seems like a simple enough deal, I do believe from the response of my associates here, We are in. Is there anything else you need to tell us or can we finish our drinks in privacy?"   he says in a cocky way with a smirk on his face.
  
  Killing was easy for him, and especially with his fellow adventurers, if the mark was an ogre, who cared, he would die and they would be paid.
  
  Ignoring the gnoll thrall he turned to his companions   "SO, who's paying tonight? Griever? didn't you lose the last hand?"  
conversations: BelGareth:
conversations: human
conversations:  Zephyrwing 
  
  Flapping his wings in a vain attempt of staying balanced as the gnome does some bouncing, the 'crow' flaps off his shoulder and up to the rafters in a flurry of feathers. Looking down from the vantage point Zephyr would more then likely be smiling if not for his beak doesn't allow for such facial signs of emotion.
  
     I will not be paying for your drinks as I haven't had a drop of your funny liquid. But keep on drinking, I like to see how you humanoids act afterwards. Makes it easier to play tricks on ya.   
conversations: Igneel:
conversations: human
conversations:  We are indifferent to the lives of other Ogres. We have no more useful information 
  
  Unless you stop him the gnoll leaves.
  
  Unless you have any objections I think we should move to the next morning.
conversations: Devmaar: