The price for Killing Rin was 2 GP he is a weak kill but deffintly hated enough for the amount. As for how much he collected he had half the villages taxes which would accumulate to 1000 platinum pieces each citizen is to pay 2gp every 3 days. This village has a population of 1000 people. This is a lot of Gp to be carrying on you. I'm guessing your keeping the money in the bags that where on Rin? You will be seated and greeted all in the same some of the villages people notice you and don't know what to think.
Is it obvious that I am carrying a crapload of gold? Does this town have a magic item shop? Does this town have a place where I could buy spells? If its super obvious I have ton of gold and this town has a magic item shop, I would like to purchase a Bag of Holding and put my gold in there.
Althaea gives him a side glance, before looking thoughtful. Perhaps... but no doubt we might invoke the wrath of Zerka upon ourselves if we do something drastic. And I'm certain that at the moment only two of us would be a risky chance. If we had a few more... perhaps we'd be better off... However, as of the moment there is only us two.
Rawdet is standing by you and can hear you and from his roll previously He has the sense that Althaea and Aeoli are seeking to take action. Cherri and Darius can see you are talking considering you all stand out to them
"His tendrils reach far, and his eyes peer into many corners, but they can be destroyed one by one. Eventually he'll be grasp-less and sightless. These people look broken, they could do with some hope. And today is a good day to die."
Sirena watched the man leave the bar with a sneer on her face. If she were the type, she would spit at him in disdain, no matter the consequence, just so he could feel the way he treats others. Her ears perk up at the sound of the woman offering to pay for his meal though, the mermaid herself ready and willing to chip in too, however she put away her coin purse once the maids had turned away her offer. Sirena had gone about to slowly pack away her papers again, listening in on the woman's conversation with the Atlanticus, agreeing with what they were saying mentally and once she saw a third hopping in, she moved in to join their table as well, her glass on mead in hand. "Four." She smiles at the three and settles down her cup and extends a hand. "Sirena Asrai. Nice to meet you all."
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Darius overhears and speaks without looking away from his meal. "You could have four or four thousand and the outcome will be the same. Death. You should get like me kids, find something you are really good at and master it."He takes a chunk of grilled fish and tosses it above his head. Before he finishes his sentence he snatches the morsel out of the air with his tongue. "That is the only true path to happiness in Zerka's world."
Darius stops eating and looks up at Althaea, "In my experience, misery is the greatest teacher and destruction a very effective tool. Those who master both stand to gain great profits."Darius burps, unbuckles his belt, and lights a pipe. "Then again, I dont expect my words to be heard. I surely didn't listen when the same ones were spoken to me in my tadpole years."
He returns Althaea's narrowed glance, "Hopefully you will live long enough to learn the hard way..."
Darius turns to Rawdet, "You got alot of anger in you 'Teeth for Brains.' Though I shouldn't be surprised, it is a common element of your miserable species. I would love to meet your true self. I get the feeling He would understand."
Darius moves over to the table of Do Gooders and sarcastically says, "So whats the plan guys, start a support group and hold hands?" Darius smiles and cocks his head to the side.
Darius raises his hands mockingly, "Cmon now. We are just bullshitting. He called me a fool and I called him a baby eating lizard. Beef squashed. Also, I think I have it on pretty good authority that you will get your chance to defend the people of this nice town."He takes a puff from his pipe, "A tax collector has been murdered, which means swift violent action by our brutal overlords."