Welcome to the Sixth night of Dice-ember where we have a certain band of criminals meeting to hear the whispers of opportunity from their leader. The Season of Mischief is when the guard are most distracted and with a group of thieves taking items from people it opens a chance for the thieves in Rimeglenn to profit from the chaos. But, their leader has a bigger plan and the sparkle of greed is in his eye.
So sit back, grab a seasonal beverage and let’s roll into the holiday season!
Whispers of Opportunity
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Hooded figures stood around the table in the cellar of the Burgundy Brigand, an Inn of ill repute and waited for their sixth member. Talking to each other in low murmurs they exchanged guesses on what this meeting was about, complained about the time of venue or, they boasted about their recent exploits.
“I hear that ol’ Fierce knuckles is retiring and he brought us ‘ere to announce his successor.” One said in a mixture of excitement and nerves.
“That’s daft, I heard he was caught with his hand in the wrong purse and was given the ultimatum, marriage or execution. He’s here to organise his party!” another said with a bout of roaring laughter.
“Well I don’t care whatever it is. I gotta get out of here – there is this lady, yeah, she lives by herself on the corner of the Spotted plaza opposite the Hammer and Tongs smithy. She has this locked cellar and guess what!?…” a third said nearly jumping out of the chair he was lounging in.
“You lifted the key…” a low rumbling voice said from the stairs. “Don’t you ever dream of bigger stuff than some old ladies’ basement?” the man said with a chorus of laughter from the others present. “Apologies for being late gentlemen, I had an appointment I could not refuse.”
A golden coin passed between one man and the man who claimed they were organising a party. “So who is she then boss? When’s the party?” he boasted.
“Oh she is a fine one indeed,” Fierce knuckles said as he reached into the shoulder bag he was carrying and brought out a roll of parchment. “She is the biggest haul you’ve ever seen. The big one that will make us all rich as kings.” he said as he placed the parchment on the table and began to slowly roll it out. A gold piece was quickly taken from one man by another elsewhere in the room. “You see gentlemen. Every year when the season of mischief is called we focus on stealing trinkets, jewellery, tools, gold and gems from the houses and blame it on these mischief thieves. All small game. What else does this season bring?” he asked looking around.
“Well the monsters come down from the mountain. So sometimes the guards get killed when they fight em. We can pick the battlefield clean for weapons and things that were dropped?” one, a more educated fellow said.
“That’s true – what else?” the boss asked as he rolled the parchment out slowly.
“The guards are distracted by these mischief makers and lower their guard. We can steal from the merchants?” another said.
“That’s correct. The guards are distracted in finding these tricksters. What else?” he continued as he rolled the parchment out more.
“We can get cheap food cause there’s lot’s round?” the man who was boasting about his target said boldly.
“Cheap food…” the boss said as he looked over. “You’re focusing on cheap food?” The man stood up quickly and held his hands out defensively. “Gold you idiot. There is a vast pile of gold. Every year the guard are focused on finding these tricksters. Every hear the nobility grow more tired of their precious baubles and trinkets going missing and so they put more gold into the bounty on their head. I found the vault where it’s kept.” the boss said as he rolled the parchment fully out revealing a detailed map showing the location of a vault and how to get into it.
“Ohhhh,” the gathered thieves said collectively. “The bounty gold…”
“Yes the bounty gold. Currently there is a bounty for five thousand gold pieces for who ever can find the thieves and prove that they are them. I heard that its doubled this year. Ten thousand gold pieces sitting there, in the dark and all alone. Well gentlemen – I think that gold is scared of the dark and we best liberate it from its prison!” Fierce knuckles said to the cheers from the others gathered.
“Now.. here’s how we are going to do it…”
The plot thickens this week like a good stew. A group of thieves wanting to profit from the troubles going on in the city and a recipe for mischief and disaster. But this is just the very tip of the blade for this adventure. So don’t forget to come back every day as we expand this adventure and be sure to visit again tomorrow. And finally, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
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