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Sever · 12-27-2005, 02:41 AM

Sever walked through the East gate into the town of Lockesville.

After his preliminary scouting mission and rooftop sleep the night before, he'd decided that it was now time to formally announce his arrival. Shortly before sunrise, he'd hiked the shadows a short distance out of town. When it was bright enough, he cut back to the main road and walked, unconcealed, back towards Lockesville. If any passed him along the way, it would help to verify his story. But no one did.

He stood now at the gate with the pub to his left and a small building to his right - the Smithy's residence, according to the map provided by his employer. To any who viewed him, a weary traveller adorned in a tattered brown peasant's robe wouldn't arouse much suspicion. On the other hand, his dark coloured thief's armour and equipment probably would. But the story he'd conjured made allowance for that. Hells, there was quite a lot of room to breathe with this story - half of it was going to be truth.

Turning towards the tavern, he decided it was time to get the story moving. He needed some sort of temporary employment whilst he gathered intelligence for his mission. He also needed a meal. Any reasonable drinking establishment should provide him opportunity for both.

At first glance, the tavern interior was on par with everything he'd previously viewed in Lockesville - nice. It was still too early in the morning for most drinkers, but a few patrons were present nonetheless. Taking a seat at the bar, he noted the absence of one in particular. None present could be him.

"The tavern, fool." Yeah, right. Clown.

The barkeep wandered over with a questioning look. Even with his early morning trek, Sever was fresh and awake and he conveyed this adequately in his speech.

"Good morning, sir. My name is Sever. I've just now arrived in this pleasant town and i hope that you may be able to help me with two things. Firstly, some breakfast."

Sever placed 5 drakes on the bar.

"I hope this should be enough. I'm not fussy. After days on the travel rations, anything that comes from the kitchen will be fine with me.

"Secondly, i wonder if you may be able to steer an out-of-work thief towards some honest, above-the-boards employment."

Sever placed another 5 drakes on the bar.

"Tell me, good sir, is there any adventuring to be had in Lockesville?"

12-27-2005, 02:41 AM	#50
Sever Ma'at - Goddess of Truth & Justice Join Date: October 31, 2002 Location: Western Australia Age: 44 Posts: 3,293	Sever walked through the East gate into the town of Lockesville. After his preliminary scouting mission and rooftop sleep the night before, he'd decided that it was now time to formally announce his arrival. Shortly before sunrise, he'd hiked the shadows a short distance out of town. When it was bright enough, he cut back to the main road and walked, unconcealed, back towards Lockesville. If any passed him along the way, it would help to verify his story. But no one did. He stood now at the gate with the pub to his left and a small building to his right - the Smithy's residence, according to the map provided by his employer. To any who viewed him, a weary traveller adorned in a tattered brown peasant's robe wouldn't arouse much suspicion. On the other hand, his dark coloured thief's armour and equipment probably would. But the story he'd conjured made allowance for that. Hells, there was quite a lot of room to breathe with this story - half of it was going to be truth. Turning towards the tavern, he decided it was time to get the story moving. He needed some sort of temporary employment whilst he gathered intelligence for his mission. He also needed a meal. Any reasonable drinking establishment should provide him opportunity for both. At first glance, the tavern interior was on par with everything he'd previously viewed in Lockesville - nice. It was still too early in the morning for most drinkers, but a few patrons were present nonetheless. Taking a seat at the bar, he noted the absence of one in particular. None present could be him. "The tavern, fool." Yeah, right. Clown. The barkeep wandered over with a questioning look. Even with his early morning trek, Sever was fresh and awake and he conveyed this adequately in his speech. "Good morning, sir. My name is Sever. I've just now arrived in this pleasant town and i hope that you may be able to help me with two things. Firstly, some breakfast." Sever placed 5 drakes on the bar. "I hope this should be enough. I'm not fussy. After days on the travel rations, anything that comes from the kitchen will be fine with me. "Secondly, i wonder if you may be able to steer an out-of-work thief towards some honest, above-the-boards employment." Sever placed another 5 drakes on the bar. "Tell me, good sir, is there any adventuring to be had in Lockesville?"