(IC) Calm Before The Storm

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When Kriv roars, Rook walks back to the prisoners immediately picking up on the smell of fear and excrement. He puts himself between the older man and Kriv extending an arm toward the bandit and the dragonborn's chest. "Everybody, Kriv, just calm down! We're all okay here. No need to get mad, right?" Rook nods his head slowly while staring a Kriv, eyes wide and a small smirk on his mouth. "Remember what happened last time? He bled out before we could get anything from him. And then we found out he wasn't really the one pulling the strings. He could have told us what we needed to know and gone on his way. Calm down, buddy. Why don't you take a walk and blow off some steam? Let me see if he has any information that could help us. Okay?"

He turns around to face the older bandit with a look of slight concern on his face. He walks close to the man and speaks in a hushed tone. "I don't know how long that will stall him, but all we need to know is who you're working with, did you or anyone you know come across a caravan going to Nightstone, and if so, where can we find the items that were taken from that caravan?" He glances over his shoulder at the hulking form of Kriv walking into the tall grass.

The younger man just kinda blubbers, but the other one steels himself and squares his shoulders. "Ain't getting paid enough to put up with this, that's for damn sure. Our gang kinda got taken over a few weeks back by a large group of mages - no real identifier in 'em, just said they were travelers - but since they established new leadership in the Greenfangs, they've been pushing for bigger scores, even stuff that might attract bigger attention than we generally go for. Guess they succeeded, taking that caravan bound for Nightstone," he adds ruefully. Glancing at Kriv's form, he grimaces before continuing: "Didn't figure there'd be much passing through your little 'burg, but guess that's why I ain't in charge. Anyway, we've been operating out of a cave system for a few years; its a ways off the path leading there, but it's right around the forest edge, west-north-west of the Phyland Hunting Lodge - apparently dwarves or kobolds or somethin's long since been diggin' tunnels in the hills surrounding the Dessarin River. There's natural caves extending into tool-worked sections and back again, maze of tunnels beneath the surface, but only a few entrances. We ain't ever gone too deep, haven't needed to or wanted to, but the one you're looking for's where the hill forms a sorta...cliff face? Too short to be a real cliff, y'see, but anyway it's got a tributary running over it making a neat waterfall. Cave entrance you're looking for is further southeast along the same cliff face, maybe a hundred yards?" He shrugs.

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He seems to be telling the truth, as best you can tell. He's putting on a good show of being strong, but he's scared stiff of Kriv too.