Close to evening the gang converges on the Barge Inn in the Sighing Docks to retrieve a trunk for the weasly money-lender Sentis Jorlsak. Raen has previously arranged for a private room on the second floor near the privy, and close to the owner of the trunk - an old man.
With the old man eating dinner in the common room downstairs, Jerig sends his spider pet into the old man’s room - and locates the trunk. Tasher offers the old man, who looks more like a hobo then anything, the remainder of his pork dinner. The old man is rude and refuses it.
While the spider is in the old man’s room a Shay man comes in and seems to spend time studying the trunk. He opens up the trunk and seems to empty it of it’s contents into a small sack.
Jerig alerts Dag who heads downstairs to tell Raen and Cricket of the events. Jerig, not wanting the Shay to get away with the loot they were supposed to steal, confronts him in the hallway where he seemed to be on his way to the window over the canal. He convinces the stranger to release his spider (which he picked up and put in his sack), and tries to negotiate some sort of monetary exchange.
Meanwhile, Raen has decided the best person to deal with the thief is the old man - he informs the old man someone has just robbed him - Old man, appearing quite angry now, pushes Raen aside and rushes upstairs. Upon seeing two seedy looking men in the hallway, one with a sack, he forstalls the asking of questions and proceeds with magical incantations. Jerig and the Stranger run toward the window. The green glow of the Essence begins to form around him, coalescing into a shimmering ball in his hands. With a loud holler, the green ball shoots from his hands, turning pure white and getting larger until it explodes into an ice cold blast. Jerig and the Stranger dive out the window, falling into the sewage filled canal below - luckily adjacent to the docks where Tasher is in his boat, caressing it softly.
The old man rushes to the window, beginning the dreaded incantations again, collecting the green glowing Essence in his hands where it shoots from his hands, forming a single bolt of green glowing ice as it advances through the air to the canal, and the stranger, where it freezes the water it hits.
Unfortunately for the normally suspicious old man, he never expected a threat from the kindly gentleman downstairs who informed him of the thieving stranger. He had little time to wonder as the ball of the morning star crushed his neck from behind.
Our wise Nightwings now figure it is time for a hasty exit and flee into the night.
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