[:plant:] [WFRP] The Oldenhaller Contract

Yarogni felt much better after kicking the injured man a few times. The guy said he wasn't going to tell them anything but he wouldn't keep that up for long, although a glance over his shoulder at the rest of the crew reminded the Kislevite that a bit of street negotiation might upset the others to the extent they'd bugger off and for the time being, he still needed them.

Maybe a softer approach was in order.

Listen good Totengeld fuck. Maybe we don't want you to talk, maybe we just enjoy beating on idiots, no?

Sadly, Yarogni knew little of soft touch negotiation. With the man disarmed he was clearly no threat to the crew but the butcher went through his pockets just in case. Indicating that someone else might want to have a go at talking to the injured mobster, Yarogni turned his attention to the southern door. If this Valentina gang had indeed been here and were looking for the same thing as them, why would the door be barred from this side? Who bothers to lock a door back up after shaking down a gang?

Yarogni moved to the door and held his ear to it, listening for any sounds beyond. Turning back to the ongoing negotiation, he suggested that someone ask what's behind the door and more importantly, why it's locked, before going back to examining the door for any other oddities.

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Yarogni could make out nothing of the conversation going on behind the door and freely allowed the halfling to have a listen instead. Looking around, he was convinced they were missing some people. Were there not two halflings earlier and he was pretty convinced they'd had an elf on board too. Shaking his head, he put it down to the drink although he was a little concerned at the remainder of the group's ability to perform a proper gangland takeover.

Nobody else seemed too bothered about interrogating the wounded man so muttering something about if you want a job doing then you should probably do it yourself in the first place, he continued the job himself.

Look little man, you listen good to uncle Yarogni. Look to me like you wounded pretty good ya? Yarogni thinks you might not be with us for long but is up to you whether that be gentle slide into death's arm or extreme pain for little time left, no?

All I want to know is who behind door and why is locked from this side. I am thinking you understand what happen if you no tell.

Attempt to intimidate wounded guy

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

In retrospect? What you mean little dead man?

And how many men they are in there? Seems like you keep talking you maybe live a little longer no?

Yarogni laughed deeply, the effect ruined somewhat by the ensuing coughing fit. He really needed a drink.

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