[Mkguild] Round Robin: The argument

[cokane8116 at aol.com]

 Here is my small contribution!


    On Monday, July 24, 2023 at 07:35:36 PM EDT, Rimme the Weasel <ontherimme at gmail.com> wrote:  

They all cursed loudly.
   "We cant be sure he's a thief," Reed countered. "And we cant just sit around and wait for a buyer to come to us. You haven't done too well in all this time."
   "Who would try and attack us here in the middle of town?" Jerrod asked. "Too many witnesses around."
   "We cannot take any chances," he countered. "And all of you will stand guard tonight and tomorrow till we finally  leave here."
 
 
**************************New stuff above



"My name? Howel Suidh," the trapper said. "I've been a hunter all my life. Sorry, I'm not used to speaking with merchants. Up north, I make my deals with Lutins or soldiers. Neither of them care for negotiations. You've heard my offer. From what I hear, you can't afford to wait for another offer."

"You don't even know if there is a buyer in Starven," Jerrod said. "What if some bandits sell their loot up there before we do?"

Gwayn jumped in before Howel. "Then we camp up north for a couple weeks until it's safe to travel back south and try in Metamor again."

"A couple weeks? In the Giantdowns? Are you serious?" Aldwin gaped.

"A necessary precaution. You know the story of the merchant who fled to Midtown after a week in Metamor, returned the next day, and got cursed two days later? Seems to be a rule that you need time away from the curse to recover. Two weeks is the safest we can afford."

"Sounds like we'll be camping up north whether we find a buyer or not," Jerrod grumbled.

"Excuse me," Reed spoke up. "But I think I may have already found a buyer --"

"Gallus, would you escort our guest to the inn? Reed and I will catch up with you."

Gallus nodded and led a confused Howel away. It was clear that it didn't matter to Gwayn whether Jerrod or Aldwin followed or not. Jerrod held his ground, and Aldwin reluctantly stayed to hear the argument.

Once the two were out of earshot, Reed spoke up. "We wouldn't have to leave --"

"Your 'buyer' is nothing more than a intermediary, at best. At worst, he's the reason you'll be on guard duty all night." Gwayn turned to the other two guards. "All of you."

All three of them blinked. "Us? Tonight?" Aldwin blurted.

"Reed's 'buyer' is a rat named Trey, who claimed he'd be able to find another buyer in Metamor. What Reed has done is tell a complete stranger what inn that we're staying at, that we have lots of precious cargo we can't sell, and that we can't afford to stay and investigate if it gets stolen."

Reed glowered. "I'm a better judge of character than you think."

"I asked you to find a buyer on the streets. All you've done is expose us to thieves. Either you ensure they don't cause us trouble," Gwayn said as he crossed his arms, "or you may consider yourself dismissed."
_______________________________________________
MKGuild mailing list
MKGuild at lists.integral.org
http://lists.integral.org/listinfo/mkguild
  
-------------- next part --------------
An HTML attachment was scrubbed...
URL: <http://lists.integral.org/archives/mkguild/attachments/20230727/5c7e002f/attachment.html>