The halfling waves his hand to shut the goblin up in a slighty annoyed manner. "What do you think Maman is going to do to you when you've bothered her sleep after some lackeys carrying out simple orders?"

He smiles like a predator. "Now hand over the child. Unscathed. The guests are hungry, and they prefer their meat... still alive and throbbing."

Bluff check = 28

The Goblins Smile Faulters for  a minute but is quickly back. Queenie would not allow. Queenie saved Girly. Queenie gave girl job in kitchen as an an expuriment. There is no guests who will eat girly

The Goblin takes a firmer hold on the girl, his goblin claws almost breaking skin. The Girl herself looks horribly confused but strangely enough dry eyed.

The Goblin continues speaking You want Girly, What you pay? For Girly? Otherwise Mook will take chances with Maman!

The Goblin's Voice had raised at that last little bit, and Maman's gentle snores briefly stopped before resuming the slow sleep that she had before. Mook seems scared of Maman but he seems to know his way arround and how things work, and you three stick out like sore thumbs.

(Bluff is exhausted, no more bluff checks please Mook isn't going to believe anything you say but that's not gonna stop him from talking with you. )

Visibly quite exasperated, Hamrick throws an inquiring look at his companions, wondering if they should bargain or just kill the goblins, run for their lives and be done with it.

Clash speaks up and says, "Mook is smart.  We pay Mook 50 gold and if anyone asks, the girl ran away, right?"

Clash jingles his belt pouch to demonstrate that he does have coins.

(darn, beat me to it - I was just going to throw the coins on the floor though)

Mook Smiles,

Throw Gold here, If Good, I give girl, she ran away, and poor at job anyway

Clash counts out fifty gold coins, and then kneels.  He places five stacks of ten gold coins each in a horizontal line, abut five inches apart from each other.  He stands and take a step back.

As he motions with his hand, he also says in a matter-of-fact tone, "bring her forward and collect your pay."

Mook brings the girl forward, practically throwing her at you before hurridly stuffing the coins into the rags that adorn his body.

Fargrim steps forward to gently hold the child. "There, there, gel. 'e won't be troublin' ya na more." Glaring at the goblins, he tends to the girls wounds (healing if necessary).

Clash looks down at Hamrick, Fargrim, and the girl and says, "let's leave here first."

All the Goblins except Mook are deadly still, eyes fixed on the gold coins as you exit. About Halfway up the stair landing, you can hear them make their move. Mook starts hissing "Mine" as the other goblins start dashing in, either attacking Mook or Stealing, until eventually You hear the Crash of Cabinets , Stone, and Metal.

Then an Entirely New Voice, A female voice "Who is making all this racket! My Lawd, My Lawddy..."

Followed by a sound most of you have never heard before. The Fighting Sounds never stop, but a sound not unlike water rapidly freezing over grows louder and louder until when they fade and there is only silence.

Back in your quaters, the Girl will eat if you let her. She is grimey and badly mannered, having no preference for utensils but rather stuffing as much food as quickly into her mouth as possible. She eats like a goblin you think.

She is sufficiently distracted while eating for you to talk. You are still not sure what race, human or halfling she is, although you are leaning towards halfling watching her eat. She is otherwise in okay shape. Beneath her smock you can see a lot of bruising and a few old burns or scratches. But nothing that looks deliberate (except maybe the bruising ) or lifethreatening.

+500xp for everyone, for saving a girl, sticking to your guns, and doing it without dying.

As they watch the girl eat Clash says casually, "now what?  Maybe be can pass her off a relation to Hamrick, if needed.  Should we clean her up a bit?"

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Quote from: Logos7;317156+500xp for everyone, for saving a girl, sticking to your guns, and doing it without dying.

Cool, it's on the sheet and I've marked off the 50 gold too.[/I]

"I'm the ladies' man, after all" Hamrick smiles broadly.

You can clean the child up and find a rather pleasant look young girl of maybe 7 or 8 years. She is timid and really quiet but fairly well mannered except when eating.

You turn in for bed, getting something for the child, when you find her curled up in a ball on the floor. You manage to get the child on the coach with some blankets before going to bed yourself. No one seems to be bothered by the child's absence.

Just before you would have expected to get up, Hastur stumbles in. It seems as if he had not slept any last night, and his hair and clothes are all discheveled. He smells of sweat and ... roses...

Look at all of you as you wake, he barks out "what are all of you looking at, lets get out of here while the going is good, something went on in the kitchen last night and the queen is apparently not too pleased about it....

At this point Hastur stops noticing the young girl hidding under the couch. Without a word he looks at all of you and then back at the girl and says "we have to get out of here now..."

Hamrick gathers his things, takes the girl by a hand and follows Hastur.

He whispers to her: "What's your name, little one?" He stops as he says that, looks at himself, and shrugs, hoping that his own size makes the girl laugh.