>>6195301“I know you can’t read it, but these expenses… they’re all repeated!” TT explains with a shake of her head! “And they’re only going to Umberal and The Bite… nothing for the South or the East…”
You ponder what she’s trying to suggest for a moment before answering with a confused sigh! You’re no realtor or Civil Engineer… What's she trying to say, exactly?
“I think, and I’m not completely sure, but…” The Durher whispers as she leans in even closer, “I think he might have been paying them off, Ant… The North <span class="mu-i">AND</span> The West!”
To keep them from doing what? Sacking the city? If that’s the case, then this would mean that…
Oh.
<span class="mu-i">OH.</span>
“I-It’s only a <span class="mu-i">theory</span>...” Mumbles the Spinner as she hastily pockets the parchment, “B-but even with the treaty in place, there’s not much stopping anyone from breaking it if they wanted to…”
Does she have any theories about how to <span class="mu-i">HANDLE</span> thi-
Before you can finish, the door to the hall bursts open, a chorus of clanking signaling the arrival of a veritable <span class="mu-i">ARMY</span> of Templars and Bellcounters! You’re about two seconds away from leaping off the balcony when Jhairo strides to the front with a warm smile on his hunky face!
“<span class="mu-s">A thousand apologies, Inspectors! I spun the tale of what transpired as best I could, but, well-</span>”
A familiar pair of eyes shoves their way to the front–their owner panting from what must have been a crazy sprint!
“I-INSPECTORS!” Sputters High Bellcounter Irya, “Th-the office should have been sweeped before you arrived! The blame falls solely on my shoulders!”
The Skog sighs as he gives the Gnok a gentle pat on the pauldron. “<span class="mu-s">Indeed it is…were you a laywoman of Mitaar, you would have already been lowered into the Oven of Penance.</span>”
“W-well,” Stammers the Bellcounter as she tries and fails to ignore the murmurs of assent from the Templars and underlings behind her, “You’ve done us a great service, Inspectors… who knows what the interloper might have gained had you not foiled their plot!”
Yea, well, you mutter as you nervously itch the back of your head, just doing your job! Ha ha!
Irya and Jhairo exchange glances. “The Guild Representatives will wish to speak with you, Inspectors, if you can spare the time…”
“<span class="mu-s">A fitting honor for those who tirelessly seek to illuminate the shadows!</span>” Adds the Templar with a hearty laugh!
Feeling TT dig her claw into your back, you decide to…
>Sure! You’d love to!>High Bellcounter Irya… a word, please?>Templar, you wanted to speak to him!>Another time, maybe–you need to ponder the evidence!>Anyone know how to track a severed hand?>Write-In! 