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Post by Erik on Dec 16, 2009 15:02:08 GMT -5
Ser Mors Ladybright has been instructed by Conwell Lannister to hunt down the assassins known as The Darkhearts.
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Post by Erik on Dec 16, 2009 15:03:18 GMT -5
Upon his arrival in Lannisport, Mors finds his way to the city guards' headquarters. He asks a man as to the whereabouts of Ser Nerrick Foote.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:18:51 GMT -5
The tell him to check the "Den of Inequity" it is a tavern in the city.
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Post by Erik on Dec 16, 2009 15:24:14 GMT -5
Mors makes for the tavern. He takes a seat at the bar when he arrives, orders himself an ale, then asks the bartender, "Don't suppose you could direct me to a Ser Nerrick Foote around here, could you?"
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:26:26 GMT -5
The bartender leaned forward, and eyed Mors closely, "What you looking for him? You two have a date. You seem his type. He likes the shoulders a touch broader, but your face is perfect."
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Post by Erik on Dec 16, 2009 15:37:39 GMT -5
Mors chuckles, before replying, "You've got it exactly. Do keep it quiet, eh?"
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:39:00 GMT -5
The Bartender raised an eyebrow, "Well that is surprising." He offered Mors his hand, "I am Nerrick, and I date woman. So have a nice day."
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Post by Erik on Dec 16, 2009 15:42:00 GMT -5
Mors pauses for a moment, then bursts out laughing.
"My apologies," He manages while composing himself and shaking the hand, "The name is Ser Mors. I was sent to find you by a mutual acquaintance, a matter needing to be dealt with here in the city. Could we have a word away from unwanted ears? I swear, my intentions are pure."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:43:44 GMT -5
Nerrick nodded, "Come with me." He lead Mors into a back room, and closed the door behind them. "Go on friend."
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Post by Erik on Dec 16, 2009 15:47:02 GMT -5
"Our mutual acquaintance is Lord Conwell. He wants me to assist you in apprehending the Darkhearts."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:51:55 GMT -5
Nerrick nodded his head slowly, "I understand. Is there a plan or are we just winging it?"
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Post by Erik on Dec 16, 2009 15:52:54 GMT -5
"Well, I assumed you could tell me a bit more about their operation, then we could manage a little planning."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:57:52 GMT -5
"They are a band of assassins. I do not know how many, but the work in small teams to effectively eliminate their targets." Nerrick spoke slowly.
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Post by Erik on Dec 16, 2009 16:02:45 GMT -5
"No leads as to their headquarters, or if they even have one? How people contact them, how much they charge, that sort of thing?"
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 16:10:10 GMT -5
"None... they are either new, or have been quite quiet for a long time."
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