Quentin just starts sobbing again. Well'ard looks unsympathetic and says "Sounds good to me." He picks up a shaking Quentin and pushes him through the portal. Well'ard is clearly relieved when the portal shuts. "Well that worked out well then. Welcome aboard then lad, what is your full name for the records?". Well'ard sits down behind the desk, looking very comfortable and pleased with himself. Well'ard makes no move to take or touch the letter.

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The short guard looks at El and says "I see what you mean." He then says to Falkas "Come on pal, time to put you in a nice cosy cell until you clam down" 

Elovar looks a little surprised, "Oh, I'm not sure it's a good idea, Ern.  You really wouldn't want people to start hearing how quickly you throw patrons in a cell when they're not currently causing any trouble.  After all, if someone gets put in a cell when they come to you for help, then you'll soon find that no one brings any concerns to security.  Patrons will start trying to handle their situations on their own, which will just lead to bigger security headaches in the future." 

If Falkas hasn't made a move for the door, Elovar puts an arm around his shoulder in a chummy manner and says, "I think that my friend will be fine if he could just see his brother, Sinak.  Or...at least talk to the person here," gesturing toward the door, "who clearly met with the 'mop boy' recently." 

He squeezes Falkas closer in a sort of side hug, saying in an encouraging way, "That's all you need, right?  Just a few minutes to make sure that your brother is safe and hasn't gotten lost?"

Persuasion 9

Ern considers this, does he really want to bother locking someone up. "OK, 1 minute to get himself together while we wait for old blubbers to stop crying and send out his brother or he is in the cells. We cannot wait around all day, thats four guards back here now, including Well'ard, there is hardly any of us left in the casino"

"Yeah, just a moment. We can wait here to see if he comes out all right then?" Falkas asks, staring at Ern, "There's really only four of you guarding this whole place? That can't be true, can it? There's got to be at least, what? Six of you?"

"Um... I guess I'll match the bet?" Sorith barely manages to hold back a sigh before revealing the three from her hand.

Cards currently revealed: 2, 3

"Yeah, we normally have at least six on the floor. But obviously there are more of us 'cause of shifts, breaks and whatnot. So you better now or you going to 'ave another fit or something?"

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"Yeah, we normally have at least six on the floor. But obviously there are more of us 'cause of shifts, breaks and whatnot. So you better now or you going to 'ave another fit or something?"

Elovar says sympathetically, "Oh, yes, I understand, Ern.  I'm sorry to impose on your time, and we really appreciate the assistance.  But I wouldn't want to get you in trouble.  If you need to get back on the floor while the tournament is going on, I definitely understand.  Just leave us with one of the other guards so that they can escort us back to the guest area once we're reunited with his brother."  He's trying to strike the tone of a friendly but clueless aristocrat: someone who is accustomed to being treated well and who also assumes that bringing 3 guards was a sign of respect, not a security precaution.

Persuasion 10

(Elovar's default style of persuasion is to pretend that you already want to do the thing that he wants you to do and then support that course of action and agree with you that it's a good decision. 😇)

Ern thinks about this "Well I guess you are right. It really doesn't need three of us and the floor will be pretty light. Go on you two, off you go. I can handle this and Well’ard is just behind the door". The other two guards leave and go back to the main floor. It is just now you two and Ern.

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Quentin just starts sobbing again. Well'ard looks unsympathetic and says "Sounds good to me." He picks up a shaking Quentin and pushes him through the portal. Well'ard is clearly relieved when the portal shuts. "Well that worked out well then. Welcome aboard then lad, what is your full name for the records?". Well'ard sits down behind the desk, looking very comfortable and pleased with himself. Well'ard makes no move to take or touch the letter.

“It’s Sinak, pronounced “Sin - Ack”, Helvaerth.  Thank you, Har-Lin-Qu!  I guess your in charge now, right?  If you don’t need to see this paper, I’ll just stow it away.”  If Well’ard doesn’t want to see it, he puts it away in his backpack.  “So, tell me about my schedule and all the ups and downs of this place.  First is first, where’s the bathroom!  Always the first point of business.  Do they have nice food here?  I’ll get right to cleaning if you’re ok with it sir.  Need a keycard.  And a timesheet.  Uhhh, anything else I should know?  Anything to watch out for as I’m cleaning?”  Sinak starts to arrange his things, looking around the office, taking everything in.  

Perception : 13

Well'ard puts an employee card on the table, alongside side the card he puts 10 platinum. "Yeah, in charge. I bet that TR told you that right. Something along the lines of Quentin being demoted and me being the new manager. And being the new manager I am in charge of bonuses, like these 10 coins right here. So just make sure you let everyone know that those orders come from TR, all legitimate and everything OK. Err, did they mention anything else that got Quentin into trouble?"

The office is neat and tidy. There aren't any files lying around. You see Well'ard remove the new key card from a draw in the desk, you imagine that other cards could be stored there too.

Sinak pauses in putting the document away, bringing it closer to Well’ard.  “So, yes, you’re right, all from TR!”  As he says this, he picks up the employee card and the 10 platinum coins, putting them in his pouch.  “I’ll pass it along, …boss.”  He drags that out a little, with a smile.  After getting the seal closer to him for a minute or two and reading his reaction, he finishes putting it away in his backpack.  “So, other thoughts.  Ole Athanasios in TR said that we need to modify that silly sign out front of the casino.  This is the afterlife, an artistic representation of Hell, that also functions as a casino.  Of course they support bribery, corruption, and cheating!  What do you think they want us doing here, that’s their forté, dammit, a little bit of dirty dealing here and there.  That’s what they said in TR.  Oh, and you and your crew can go on more breaks.  Relax a little.  Burnout (not literal, mind you), have you ever heard of it?  TR is very focused on preventing burnout.  You should give more shifts time off, allow them to see the falls or the animals, getting away for a little “me” time, if you know what I mean.  Regular, extended breaks for your staff.  Just another suggestion.  Longevity, that’s the ticket.  Don’t burnout, Well’ard.  Welp, if you have nothing else for me sir, I’ll see about starting to clean.  Also, some of my friends are here, and my brother Falkas.  I want to go tell them I got the job!  They should be nearby, can I go find them?  Also got to find where I left my mop.  One last thing.  I know this place is alarmed and monitored and so forth.  I don’t want to set off any with my moppin’.  Can you tell me where to watch out for, so that I don’t muck anything up?”

Sinak nods to Well’ard, giving him a mock salute, gathering his things and then opening the door to leave, unless he has further business with Well’ard.

"I'll be ok I suppose for the moment, as long as my brother shows up at any moment." Falkas nods solemnly.

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"I'll be ok I suppose for the moment, as long as my brother shows up at any moment." Falkas nods solemnly.

Elovar holds up his hand and leans toward the door, listening.  "Did the sobbing finally stop?  I think that it did!  If the manager has collected themselves, perhaps we could speak to them now?"

"Yeah burnout sucks. I mean why are we trying so hard to stop pick pockets anyway. No one thanks us. Err here is the new starter pack, it includes a map of the casino. Your card should get you through most doors, except the volt of course. Now water is  real trio hazard around here so get mopping. The guards will be lighter until we get a replacement for me. So there will probably only be 4 or 5 of them on the floor, but that should be already with our new relaxed attitude. Now off you go lad and good work."

"Thank you El and you too Mr. Guard for not putting me into prison. Mom always said I worry too much." Falkas looks over at the door and stretches the fingers of his right hand next to his leg. There's not a lot of guards here, which is very strange. Only six showing their faces? I suppose with those mirrors they don't really need it though.

“Thanks for the starter pack.  This is laid out pretty well… hey uh, up here in the upper right corner…. Who is Virgil?  And where is the vault room?  You don’t clean it out?  It must be filthy!  Full of muck and dust, grime and mold I bet.  Just filthy!  How do you clean it out then?  Oh and uh, where is that statue they are all talkin about?  Is it real fragile-like?  If I dust it or wipe it down, will it break?  The amount of dust in here that I’ve seen thus far, let’s just say I’ve got my work cut out for me!”  Sinak looks for his answers as he looks at the map, taking a small rag out of his pocket and begins to wipe down the desk, dusting off imaginary dust and cleaning any shelves of any speck of dust that he sees.  

"Let's just say that virgil is the reason you don't need to clean the Vault. I'm not sure about a statue. There is the real old one that they are giving away as a tournament prize. Got its own guard and display case. Now off you go I need to look through all this stuff"

“Oh, so Virgil is another cleaner, a member of the sanitation staff that hangs out there?  Right!  Ok, competition, I see.”  *grin*  “Welp, I’ll be on my way.  You are going to be amazed when you see the joint.  Maybe, when I’m ready, I can come get you.  Surprise you!  Hah!  I’m gonnna be the employee of the month, I am.  And, I’ll let them all know about your status here according to TR.  All official.  Boss.”    Sinak takes his starter pack and finishes dusting off the shelves and imaginary dust, taking in anything else in the room of note, looking for any other opportunities for the next 15-20 seconds or so, then turns to the door, gathering his things and leaving (unless there is anything else that he sees of note).  

He opens the door into the next room, walking through with a big smile on his face and his trusty, rusty bucky.  

Well'ard calls out as you step out the door "Ern, Quentins gone to hell. I'm in charge now and we have a new cleaner. Show em where we keep the mops and stuff." Ern smiles and says "Sure thing Well’ard. Congratulations. I guess that makes me knew head of security then." Well’ard responds "Sure thing buddy" and gives a thumbs up.