Marishia Thread 1

[Magrus]

Krahdt looks the peddler up and down, wary and surprised. "My names Krahdt, what's your business?"

[blake]

"Whatever you need is my business." The peddler says excitedly.
He opens his coat to reveal all sorts of odd miscellaneous things, not one of them looking usefull. "Take your pick, name an item and I can probably find it."

[Magrus]

Krahdt plants his feet and looks at him and thinks for a moment. "Hmm, I don't need to buy anything, but I am looking for a small blonde male who stole a ring earlier. If you have information on either that person or a ring was sold to you recently I'd be interested in that."

[blake]

"Why yes, I did happen upon said ring" he says. " A young lad about this high" He points up to his hips, and pats Kradht on the head. "Haha, he was about your height actually... Well, not as hairy. Anyway, no matter of his height. I sold that ring at market for a far greater value at market in the North Part of town. You see, us Southerners may be stupid, but those Northerners can't keep their hands off anything shiny. I made myself quite a profit, yes I did."

[Magrus]

"Really, would you be willing to show me where this ring happens to be then? I've been hired to find it by the original owner who it was stolen from."

[blake]

"Why yes, I would be willing to show you where, tomorrow. You see, it is night, and I refuse to travel out of the Southern district at night. Dangerous things lurk in the shadows of the border village. We shall wait until tomorrow. End of discussion." He walks away, and then dissapears into the crowd of people.

[Magrus]

Krahdt stares after the peddler and then turns and heads back into the Tavern to look for the old man again.

[melancolly]

sourav sudenly wakes and finds a coin on the table wondering where it came from and where Krahdt has gone , so he walks over to the bartender and asks "what happend, your ale is pretty strong "

[Magrus]

Krahdt stomps back into the tavern searching for the old man and see's Sourav standing by the bar and walks up to him grinning. "Well well well, I thought a big feller like you could hold your ale. I've been given a quest to find some ring for an old man who was robbed. I just talked to a peddler who claims to have bought the ring from the person who stole it and the fool sold it to the market in town. He offered to show me who he sold it to tomorrow morning. Would you be up for joining me in finding it for a 50 coin each reward?"

[melancolly]

sourav turns round his head thumping as Krahdt stomps up to him " yes the ale in this region is more powerful than im used to , anyway i will help you find the lost ring what is your plan ?"

[Magrus]

"I say we have the peddler lead us to the merchant he sold the ring for and if it's still there, ask him to hold onto the ring until we can find that old man again. If we can't find him, we'll have to find a way to work up the money to get the ring. If he doesn't have the ring still, we'll have find who took it."

[melancolly]

sourav looks thoughtful "if the merchant has offerd us 50 coin each we wont be able to buy it back , ok lets get the peddler and take him to the merchant"

[Magrus]

"That's right, but we don't get the coin until we have the ring for the old man. So if we can find the ring and bring him to it we should be set. If not, this could get complicated. We should still check it out and see about this ring though."

[Darth Zenemij]

A pale burley man standing quietly in the corner walks out of the darkness, he is wearing some kind of black robe with a Pentagram on a chain hanging around his neck. He walks to the 2 men standing in the middle of the Tavern,
"Hey, you two," The dark figure called. "There is something you must know about that pedeller."

[Magrus]

Krahdt looks over, startled and says "Who might you be, and what is it you know that we don't?"