Atroke Quest 2

atroke (English)
Alternative forms
attroke
Origin & history
From Middle English atrokien, atrukien ("to fail"), equivalent to a- + troke or a- + truck.
Verb
atroke (third-person singular simple present atrokes, present participle atroking, simple past and past participle atroked)
intransitive obsolete -
>To fail; give out; become faint.
U avin a giggle m8?

>>319020
F--k it.

Anything we can do with our alchemy to find where that pus-filled scrotum blister of a mugger? Make a fly smell where he went? Make a random street cat into some sort of vicious Cat-Pig-Possum thing?

>>319116
Subconciously, I knew.
Besides, fantasy.

>>319184
You will make that son of a bitch scream for mercy.
"I must have misplaced it, haha..." you say to the guard, and begin to walk away. Once you're out of sight, you run. It's only been a few hours. You might be able to catch the bastard before he gets away.

>>319205
You begin to trace your steps back to the alley, sprinting down cobbled streets that look almost exactly the same. A few minutes in, and the sky opens up and begins pouring rain.

You stop and catch your breath. If there was any trace of the false-guard left, It's probably washed away by now.

You take shelter under an awning. A scruffy looking man with a battered oud looks up at you.

"Evenin', stranger."

>>319205
OK, great. We got a bird-thing to work with. Let's hope it is made of rage and hatred towards people in general and thieving arseholes in particular.

>>319233
Oh, right, your sample!
In all this chaos you had forgotten about it.
Well, you're not giving it to House Laval any time soon, so you might as well name it...

>>319242
Sirru.

"Smell this, Sirru. Smell the fool who dared thieve from me. Smell him, find him, and MAKE HIM PAY FOR HIS TRANSGRESSIONS! MUAH-HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!"

To the scruffy guy:

"Oh, evening! Sorry for bothering you."

>>319298
"You ain't bothering much. Sirru's a nice name for-" he looks in the cage- "whatever in J'talre's name that is."

>>319315
"You beggin' as well?"

>>319315
"Yeah, um, she's a hybrid animal. Combined an osprey, a badger, and a wasp. She's, uh, KINDA temperamental. Don't put your hand in the cage."

>>319327
"Not really, just trying to get my revenge on a mugger. You know, the usual. Anyway, know where there's an alley where other beggers don't sleep at? She's kind of... mean... to new people."

>>319363
"A hybrid? That's interesting. And to answer your question, there aren't really that many questions that some bum or another hasn't staked a claim to. You got a begging licence?"

>>319363
"Nope! Just an ill-tempered, vicious Badawaspry!" (shake the cage lightly)
"Had identification, but thanks to a pus-filled anal sore of a mugger dressed as a guardsman, it's gone. Seen anyone who looks like a city guard who mugs people go by? (holds up ten coins)"

>>319406
Meant for >>319372

>>319406
"You talkin' about Lady Lorenta's men?"

>>319411
"Yes. Where are they?"

>>319416
"They live round these parts. They all report to the Lady's tower, though."

>>319431
"Which is where..."

>>319433
He points to one of the several obsidian spires in the distance. "It's just there. But.... you aren't planning to rob the Lady's tower all by yourself, are you?"

>>319443
"Whoever said anything about robbing it?" (Give him the coins) "Have a nice evening, sir!" (Walks off to the obsidian spire)

Gotta go to bed, OP, got work tomorrow. Good luck.

>>319453
"Hey, wait!"
You stop.
"I'm Damian. Mention my name in certain circles, and you'll go places. And if you're going to rob the tower... make sure you do it well."

>>319460
What now?

>>319587
>Head towards the spire
You walk through the streets, watching the surrounding houses grow nicer and nicer, until you finally come upon a massive black spire that is quite jarring when contrasting to the surrounding houses. A huge gate opens into the dark interior. A guard calls to you.
"Halt! State your name and buisness here!"