08-16-2022, 23:41:34 PM
A tower of a thin, awkward looking Lizardperson arrives on the scene running at full tilt, a little late, perhaps, but she's definitely been following all along. A nametag hangs loosely from her poorly maintained brigandine vest, indicating her as "Avanyiss". She immediately doubles over.
Ah, ah. *wheeze* Here. Yes. Here now. *wheeze* Umm... we're doing something, yes? *gasp* Investigating? This business? *retch* I got the letter. Ahvelsonemoment
She stops to catch her breath.
*wheeze* Alright, alright. *retch* I am here. *wheeze* Yes. Umm... *cough* Farms. Yes. *wheeze* Agriculture. I hate agriculture, it's always the first thing to get contaminated by the disposal vaults if they contain something that leaks. Then who has to clean it up? The Guild, that's who. We didn't bury the stuff, the Fenluks did.
...not that this place has signs of that, it looks like it was on fire. Dragon maybe? Raiders? Cult? I've heard of one being about. A dragon I mean. Never met them, but I should hope they're... reasonable in demands. Or that we can get the appropriate weapon to deal with them if it comes to that. Point is, let's find out the deal. YOU THERE! INFANTRVOLKIV! TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!
She waves to the soldiers and
>demands every non-classified detail about what happened to cause this fire. In the most tactful way, of course.
Ah, ah. *wheeze* Here. Yes. Here now. *wheeze* Umm... we're doing something, yes? *gasp* Investigating? This business? *retch* I got the letter. Ahvelsonemoment
She stops to catch her breath.
*wheeze* Alright, alright. *retch* I am here. *wheeze* Yes. Umm... *cough* Farms. Yes. *wheeze* Agriculture. I hate agriculture, it's always the first thing to get contaminated by the disposal vaults if they contain something that leaks. Then who has to clean it up? The Guild, that's who. We didn't bury the stuff, the Fenluks did.
...not that this place has signs of that, it looks like it was on fire. Dragon maybe? Raiders? Cult? I've heard of one being about. A dragon I mean. Never met them, but I should hope they're... reasonable in demands. Or that we can get the appropriate weapon to deal with them if it comes to that. Point is, let's find out the deal. YOU THERE! INFANTRVOLKIV! TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!
She waves to the soldiers and
>demands every non-classified detail about what happened to cause this fire. In the most tactful way, of course.
I am the They who says it!