Verso was relieved that they at least had a lead. Had been about to ask if the bartender knew any dwarves or gnomes interested in this sort of thing before he was taking the initiative in pointing out a smaller, grey-skinned man who at being spotted seemed like he was wishing he was anywhere else in the moment.
Before he can do or say anything? Esquie turns with that almost graceful sort of wobble, masked face focusing on Barcus as he speaks. "I lost my rocks!"
"It's like he says," Verso speaks up to offer a bit more clarity than the poor gnome is likely to get from Esquie. "He's got four rocks- they all look like geode halves basically, with runes on them that glow. About... oh, fist-sized. Unfortunately, he's also got a bad habit of losing said rocks so now we're stuck trying to find where they might've gotten to this time."
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Date: 2025-07-29 02:54 am (UTC)Before he can do or say anything? Esquie turns with that almost graceful sort of wobble, masked face focusing on Barcus as he speaks. "I lost my rocks!"
"It's like he says," Verso speaks up to offer a bit more clarity than the poor gnome is likely to get from Esquie. "He's got four rocks- they all look like geode halves basically, with runes on them that glow. About... oh, fist-sized. Unfortunately, he's also got a bad habit of losing said rocks so now we're stuck trying to find where they might've gotten to this time."