Mists over the Musarde, interlude 5, the River at Last

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Coake frowns, and says-

'Yes, a pestilence. Bad air, that's what they say. Bad air.''
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Sophie lets the flame from Dorgio's offered splinter dance on the end of her cigar. She puffs slowly and suggestively, letting the smoke cul around her lips.

"Magic huh? I find magic very...virile. Its a powerful force isn't it?"

She watches Dorgio hard and is caught off guard by Benn's question.

"I was caught in a storm in my homeland, and by some evil magic I found myself lost. I only wish to get back to civilization. If this Richumelot is a big city, I'll be just fine. A girl can find work in a big city."

Sophie winks playfully at Benn when she says 'work'.
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Mister Coake tries hard not to stare at the alluring young maiden.

He opens his mouth to speak, but only manages to make a quizzical sound-

''Uhhh?''
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Samuel has no idea what Sophie is talking about and asks out loud to Coake "What type of work is she talking about, sir? Why'd she make you nervous like that?"
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Sophie's flirtations go through one of Benn's ears and out the other as he moves quickly to stand next to Coake. "I need to know more about what's going on there. What do you mean, bad air?"
"Of course," Benn mutters, "It would be a damned shame if we ever knew what the hell was actually going on."
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Dismissing Samuel's question with a shooing motion, Mister Coake turns his attention to Benn.


''Bad air comes off the stagnant waters, out of rotting carcasses, out of the waste-pits. That's what makes people catch the pestilence. You breath in the foulness and then you get all fluxy and weak. Nasty. ''
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Benn rubs his eyes underneath his glasses. Apparently not someone who's heard of the germ theory.

"I've heard of what you're talking about," he answers. "I was just curious if you knew any specifics. As I said, we have friends who live there."
"Of course," Benn mutters, "It would be a damned shame if we ever knew what the hell was actually going on."
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The First Mate answers-

''No, I don't know anything else about it.''
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"It is not magic, my lady. Not this time, only practice."

He stifles a laugh at the first mate's reaction to Sophie, and when Samuel asks his question the priest guffaws in earnest--until Coake mentions the pestilence. The laugh dies on his lips and and he reaches to light his own cigarillo. "This is dire news indeed. I'm thanking you for telling us."

He looks around, suddenly impatient to be on the move. "What are the elves wanting with the captain?" he wonders aloud.
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Yes I wonder what the elves want with the Captain is a good question indeed I hope it does not involve what happened to Tilearea-Alain thinking to himself as he eats the first good meal he has eaten in a while .
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"Is there any cure against this disease First Mate, any herbal that can help maybe?"
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Mister Coake replies to Karim-

''Some folks carry packets of sweet-smelling flowers, like roses. Supposed to be proof against the foul air.''
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Samuel doesn't say anything but does move over to the side of the ship which faces the shore and where his Captain is. He leans on the side and looks down for the captain and the elves.
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tarlyn wrote:Samuel doesn't say anything but does move over to the side of the ship which faces the shore and where his Captain is. He leans on the side and looks down for the captain and the elves.
The dwarf was napping, and only replied with grumbling sounds...


Now, at the port side of the Marot's Pride, you look down to the rundown wharf where Captain Giles speaks with two elves in gray robes.

Though you are only a short distance away, the stiff November wind and the murmuring of the river mask the voices of your captain and the two Sithican officials. Maybe you can make out some of what's being said if you listen really closely...
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Samuel watches, then listens. Breathing a sigh of relief he walks over to the first mate when he sees Giles returning.

"Pardon me, sir, but I wanted to inform you that the Captain is on his way
back to the boat. I think the elves just wanted to verify our papers, sir."
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