>>5537078>>5537149>>5537213>>5537221>>5537246>Try to properly introduce Bredbeddle to Sigrid properly. Bredbeddle doesn’t even seem to know her name.>Let the halfling speak her case herself (if she even can).>Bredbeddle can offer housemaid services! The cleaning will surely go by faster with extra hands on board, and you’ll need extra hands to account for Molly.>"I'll keep an eye out on her, and make her swear that she will neither steal nor willingly destroy. Surely someone with her talents can be useful in our expeditions?" Perhaps a scout someone with quick hands can be of more use than you thought.“Ahem–well, perhaps I ought to introduce you, hm..?” You offer the gnome an olive branch. “Sigrid, this is Bredbeddle, the, er.. gnomish rogue. And Bredbeddle, this is Sigrid de Hautdesert the Disinhe–”
“Snuff!” Your master shouts, perhaps an iota too late as your hands fly to your mouth. Oops. You’d grown so accustomed to the thief’s presence that you’d forgotten the severity of the matter. You look to the gnome for her reaction with a wince, but.. she looks nonplussed, almost amused.
“SIGRID DE HAUTDESERT? You mean the GREAT WITCH? Not on your life!” The pickpocket snorts, hands on her hips. “Sigrid’s a big, pretty human broad, ain’t she? Y’know, real powerful and smart with big whatsits and a huge whatnot–not some runt half-pint with a staff bigger than ‘er body. Y’wouldn’t catch a lady like that dead in some backwater wizard city sewer! A-ah. Shit. No offense, I-I mean, Sigrid.”
Your lady looks caught somewhere between genuinely flattered and utterly enraged.
“A-ah.. well.. I’ll keep an eye out on her! I’ll make her swear that she’ll neither steal nor willingly destroy the chapel, a-and–surely someone with her talents could be useful in our expeditions? And she <span class="mu-i">was</span> leading us through the sewer well enough. It would be impolite to spurn that kindness by throwing her to the wolves, would it not?” You attempt to sooth your lady’s temper.
The witch bites her lip, fists balled up and hat lowered over her eyes. “She has to manage housework. I’ll only house her so long as she remains useful. The second she breaks or steals anything, I’m throwing her out to sea, whether we be near a town or not.” Sigrid mutters. “And I’m doing this out of respect for <span class="mu-i">your</span> wishes--not the gnome.”
Your lady points to the open grass before the chapel. “I’ve still got the pot of CORNWALL. I want to bury him right around here–least I can do for a half-decent glassmith. You can do it with the gnome so I can take the mossfolk in for some housework, or you can come with me and let the wild woman and rat pickpocket do it. What is it you’d like?”
>Get back to the Green Chapel with Sigrid.>Set to burying the glassblower with Bredbeddle.>Write-In. 