Joss' Manse in the City

[The Stranger]

Finn showed up, and approached the door, rapping gently.

[The Smith]

A man wearing purple silks and black boots opens the door, "Did Eleshia send you? Where is your wagon?"

[The Stranger]

Finn blinked, but only for a second, "It's out of sight obviously. And of course she did, but she tells me nothing. As always!" He said, grumbling. "Are you ready?"

[The Smith]

The man turned, and walked into the house, "Yeah Poul and Jasp will help you with the barrels." He pulled out a flask, and offered it to Finn.

[The Stranger]

Finn tried to wrack his brain if he remembered where a carriage or cart might have been parked when he had made his way near here.

Finn raised his hand and shook his head, "No, thanks. No drinking 'till the job is done my old man used to say. Course He ain't have no job since they dropped a crate on him down by the docks, but still good words to live by. Where these barrels at. Please tell me they ain't down stairs. I bloody hate carrying things upstairs."

[The Smith]

"Of course they are down stairs. Do not want those falling into the hands of the wrong people." He said. When they reached the kitchens two large men sat eating some beef stew. They stood as the men entered.

[The Stranger]

"Bloody Other." Finn swore in reply, and shook his head. "Well, let's get 'em up the stairs and too the door, than I'll go get the cart, and bring it around front to load 'em up."

[The Smith]

Finn's mind was failing him. This area was for the richer residents of old town, so the only cart he remembered was being unloaded from a street or so back.

[The Stranger]

That would be tough to steal... He decided his best bet would be to peek in the barrels while they were loading them up the front stairs, and than disappear when he went to get the cart. "Can we do this please..."

[The Smith]

The purple man snapped at the other two men. And Finn noticed immediately that whoever this man in purple was, the two goons feared him. They walked down the stairs, and Purple spoke, "The top is Longmoss. The real treasure is underneath." He simpered after he had spoken and soon they were in the basement. He pointed out the barrels. There were eight.

[The Stranger]

Finn bent at the knees and lifted one of the barrels up. He made a motion as if he was going to drop it, in order to gauge their reactions, before steadying himself.

[The Smith]

The keg was very heavy, and he almost dropped it for real. The other two grunted as they lifted their own kegs. The man in purple simpered again, and sat down watching her.

[The Stranger]

Finn groaned himself, and began to struggle up the steps. So it wasn't something particular fragile. That made Finn feel better. The idea that he might be lugging jars of wildfire, or gods knew what had been worrying him. He approached the top of the stairs, leaning against the wall to catch his breath. "Just go pass me," he told the others heaving.. fortunately not having to act. He should have spent more time in the training yard with Mariya working on his arm strength, "I'll be right behind you."

[The Smith]

Jasp scoffed at him and kept going. He looked winded too, and he reeked of alcohol. The man in purple was still in the basement, and the other two goons walked past him and he was soon alone.

[The Stranger]

Finn cautiously opened the lid in a manner that he felt he could close it again, pushed aside the longmoss and peeked inside.

(OOC: Smith if I see anything worth seeing can you PM me what it is.)