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Chaosforge 4e PBF - IC
slave:
Berak tries to deduce something about the two warforged.
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He looks through the gates looking for anything that might seem out of place.
Malek Deneith:
Two warforged paused for a moment trying to decipher the runic script appearing before them
- Envoys? Envoys of whom exactly? And what's with the runes?!
- That reminds me, wasn't there a dwarf like that...
- Kind of big for a dwarf, ain't he?
- ...well yeah, but look at the beard. Anyway there was one that used runes like in the group that got sent to Winterhaven recently.
- You mean they're adventurers? By the Builder, they sure don't look the part.
- Oh you're the one to talk. You should know better consideri-
- Shut up! Anyway if they are adventurers then what, we let them through just like that?
- If they are adventurers, trying to stop them from coming would end up with a mess. If they aren't, then the rest of the guards in town should be able to handle them anyway. I say we write down their names, collect the entry fee and let them in.
Despite the bickering both 'forged manage to keep an eye on the lot of you. It's kind of hard to read the living constructs but as far as Gosok and Berak can sense they seem mostly focused on doing their job, that is guarding the entry to Fallcrest.
Peering through the gates it seems to Berak that the city is oddly empty. Might be the cold weather but nobody seems to be on the streets, and most of the home windows seem to be dark.
S.K. Ren:
Reaching into a pouch Gosok procures a silver coin. Motioning with it in the air more runes appear
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Malek Deneith:
- Silver per head, in or out, same as always. For people anyway, but you don't seem to have any animals or wagons with you.
LuckyDee:
Isirius, realizing which way the wind is blowing, follows suit. He produces a silver coin from somewhere inside his clothes, ready to hand it over once the party decides to enter the city. In the meantime, he stares past the constructs at the empty habitat as if all is how it's meant to be and that pleases him.
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