« on: June 02, 2012, 03:06:08 AM »
"Perfect.." Sure enough, there was a guy probably smoking a cigar right now wondering why he hasn't gotten his drugs yet, and it'd be sorta crazy to just leave the stuff here, especially with all those guys upstairs possibly remembering his face. If that wasn't enough, this mage was now groveling before him, pleading to be taken along.
"Maannnn..." Quint brought up a bruised hand up to his temple, massaging it. He had some sympathy for the guy, who knows how he got roped into this gang, and so far he's proving to be helpful, and Goland --was-- to the east.. What has yet to be seen was what would happen should the two get in a fight. If it was anything like earlier, Quint might as well be alone. Yeah that sales figure sounded amazing, but it would amount to nothing if they couldn't get to the coal city.
"Alright, look." That massaging hand came down over his nose and mouth, trying to get the plan in order, "You are to stay ahead of me at all times. I'm going to carry all the stuff until we get in front of your buyer. And if we get into a mess, I'd really appreciate it if you helped out." He'd sigh, exasperated with it all. This was supposed to be an adventure, not a robbery..
"But first we need to get outta here. Lets bag this stuff up and get the hell outta dodge, maybe find an inn to law low until morning." Quint was hurriedly taking out the items from his sack he brought inside, stuffing the addictive powder in their places. "Sooner we get outta here, sooner we're...wait... did you say 500 grand, as in thousand?!" His work was rushed, but careful, tearing a bag could have consequences, if nothing but lost profit.