Osric scowled.Â
Like hells am I goin' t'let you traipse up 'n' down Thanalan impersonatin' an officer, scrag.Â
"Can't be done," was what he said aloud. "If it was one o' them soldiers' uniforms y'were after, them overcoats with those dull brown lapels what ain't got a lick o' color in 'em, then maybe. But an officer's? Hells no. Tight under lock 'n' key, and it'd be treason t'hand them out like that. I ain't havin' that traced back t'me; I'm not the one known t'be Crooked."
He pushed off the wall and made his way back out, circled around to the front of the Emporium's counter. He undid the wrap on his purchases and started inspecting the various blades one by one, sighting along each edge.
"I'll get you one o' them bottles o' dragonfire for your Nameday, Tarot. Mayhap you'll share a shot or two with Moggie."
He slid the last, the pesh-kabz, back into the little loop on the inside of the wrap. He popped the lip on the perfume, lightly sprayed his wrist, and sniffed at it.Â
"I'll take another throwing knife, instead. Gods knows there's no shortage of archers and mages whose concentration needs ruinin'."
Like hells am I goin' t'let you traipse up 'n' down Thanalan impersonatin' an officer, scrag.Â
"Can't be done," was what he said aloud. "If it was one o' them soldiers' uniforms y'were after, them overcoats with those dull brown lapels what ain't got a lick o' color in 'em, then maybe. But an officer's? Hells no. Tight under lock 'n' key, and it'd be treason t'hand them out like that. I ain't havin' that traced back t'me; I'm not the one known t'be Crooked."
He pushed off the wall and made his way back out, circled around to the front of the Emporium's counter. He undid the wrap on his purchases and started inspecting the various blades one by one, sighting along each edge.
"I'll get you one o' them bottles o' dragonfire for your Nameday, Tarot. Mayhap you'll share a shot or two with Moggie."
He slid the last, the pesh-kabz, back into the little loop on the inside of the wrap. He popped the lip on the perfume, lightly sprayed his wrist, and sniffed at it.Â
"I'll take another throwing knife, instead. Gods knows there's no shortage of archers and mages whose concentration needs ruinin'."
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