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Chaosforge 4e PBF - IC
Xander Morhaime:
The kobold, already annoyed by the highly distasteful environmental conditions in the area, did not seem all that eager to pay just to enter what looked like a ghost town from out here. So, she shuffled up to one of the guards and tapped his leg with with the non-spiky end of her flail to get his attention.
"Hey, metal man! Quill wants to know where all the people are. Quill isn't going to be paying to go in if there's no people to pay for more work. And Quill thinks the city looks pretty dead from out here," she demanded, in a rather squeaky voice. Not particularly intimidating when it's coming from a pile of furs less than 4 feet high.
Malek Deneith:
- Eh, it's 'cause of the winter. Warden Markelhay called for a gathering, to discuss this sudden winter and how to deal with it. Damn near everyone came.
- Had to pull rest of the guard too, in case somebody starts trouble. Hmph.
- People started gathering only a bit before you lot appeared on the horizon so if you go to halfling tents by lower quays you probably won't miss much.
Xander Morhaime:
Grudgingly, and after much searching to find where in all those furs her moneypouch was, Quill handed over a single silver to the guards. Well, more like tossed it up to them, if they weren't in the mood to lean down, muttering something about the need for a size discount under her breath.
S.K. Ren:
Seeing the fur-ball's anger abate, Gosok takes this as a sign to move on. He hands his silver piece to the guards he joins Quill in entering the city.
slave:
Berak hands the guards a silver piece and follows.
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