The man dubbed hellhound was seated at the tavern using what little coin he had for some ale. A simple amount of diluted and strained drink no better than water in taste and ability to even dull his senses. The news had reached his ears despite his best efforts to put it all off. After all it wasn't his business to meddle with politics. Frankly his own family was incredibly distant and being a bastard he had no true claim to such a throne nor did he have armies or real power to even pose a threat. All he cared about was what his next job was and what kind of payment would it entail. Looking at the empty cup he was about to pull off a bit of bread for himself and rub it into the plate of coarse salt before someone sat down.<strong>"Fuck."</strong>He said with a laid back tone that said in no uncertain terms that he was being interrupted at mealtime.<br/><br/>None the less he had himself a visitor in the matter of business. His eyes affixed upon the old man whom said that he was paying him a fairly handsome sum to escort this slave woman.<strong>"Yeah and how much are we talking?"</strong>The scent of burnt birch was upon the girls nostrils and he looked over to her once more with those hard eyes of his. There were more subtle hints of his heritage as a tiefling. He could tell there was more going on than what was being said. Looking her over there were numerous flaws here in her appearance. With how she looked, he could tell she looked like a concubine than a gladiator. Posture and physical traits weren't matching what in his view signaled a trained fighter. Not to mention she had zero traces of scarring of any sorts.<br/><br/>Despite this supposed con, he kept his reserves about this and figured to hear this out.<strong>"Alright. Im listening. But we are going to have to talk price. The pretty thing is clearly worth more than that."</strong>Negotiation was always part of the job and this was no exception.<strong>"I want seventy-five now and seventy five when we reach Absalom."</strong>His eyes locked upon the elder Vudrani, waiting to see if he accepted readily or tried to whittle the price down. The reasoning for it was simple in the Hellhounds point of view. The kingdom was going through turbulent times and it was going to give way for bandits, brigands and other slavers whom would seek to take advantage of the chaos this brings.<br/><br/><div align="center">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/04fd85f8-26e8-4c1b-ad91-4015c600383e/ddnn82s-a7766271-8f5c-46cc-bcb2-035ad27b2c54.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzA0ZmQ4NWY4LTI2ZTgtNGMxYi1hZDkxLTQwMTVjNjAwMzgzZVwvZGRubjgycy1hNzc2NjI3MS04ZjVjLTQ2Y2MtYmNiMi0wMzVhZDI3YjJjNTQuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.ph-3HwiPc0OmaLmpyoQs6J98SYlWynZCgswSaO_4QIU)</div><br/><hr/><br/>Darius rolls a Deception Check to determine a lie and rolls a natural 20 (there goes my luck)<br/>At 2021-08-15 20:48:41, Laughing Hyena (uid: 10552) rolls: 1d20 Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=155044)