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Originally Posted by Knuckle
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Devin never lets an opportunity pass him by. He attempts to memorize the contents of the letter, and then destroy it via whatever means is available. Even eating. Then the plan is to blackmail the recipient for the information. Depending on what is learned.
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[INT check (4) - you remember
most of it.]
Your mouth twists in disgust as you swallow the last bit of the letter, the bitter taste lingering on your tongue.
The cloaked figure approaching from behind is taken aback by what they had just witnessed. “Did you... just eat that letter!?” the figure sputtered as he steps closer, their voice full of disbelief. For a moment, he stands frozen, clearly unprepared for such a bold move.
Devin smirks, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Now the secrets are safe with me!"
The figure composed themselves quickly, though a lingering sense of shock remained. "That letter was important, and we needed it... now you've put yourself deeper into this than you know."
The figure stepped closer, their voice lowering. "I’m not your enemy. Not yet, anyway." You notice the glint of a weapon beneath the cloak, though it remains sheathed. "That letter you--
ate... is part of something bigger. It has to do with the the vault beneath Freeport—someone is planning to open it. And if you’re smart, dwarf, you’ll want to be on the right side when it happens."
He sighs, "unfortunately that letter. It contained more than just words; it was an official response from the Knights of Truth, with part of the vault code on it. If anyone shows up without it, Kirran will be suspicious. And he holds the rest of the code—without that letter, he's not going to believe we're the contact. You’ve just made things... complicated."
[Memory of Letter] As you think about your last meal and you remember strange symbols etched in the corners — it looked like a 1hb, or
Hammer of some type.
His tone shifts, becoming less hostile and more conspiratorial. "But maybe that works in your favor. If you’re clever enough... You’ll need to play it smart. He’ll demand to know why you don’t have the letter."
The figure’s shadowy gaze locked onto Devin. "So what’s it going to be, Thickbrows? You can either find and face Kirran empty-handed and improvise, or you can tell me what your plan is. I’m all ears."
The figure leaned against the alley wall, arms crossed, clearly awaiting Devin’s next move.