A Spot of Hogswatch Trouble

[morethanprops]

Moist has been enjoying Sto Kerrig, its a prosperous little city with its own ways and people who consider themselves good judges of character.

Since he's enjoying it so much, he's settled himself into a nicer than usual hotel suite and talking about enjoying Hogswatch.

The room is comfortable and when he finds the Bar in his bathroom, he grins and goes looking for Urquhart or Saffron.

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[scots_wolf]

Urquhart is sitting by the fireplace, eating oranges and whetting a minuscule nick out of his dagger.

He turns and smiles at Moist when he comes in.

[morethanprops]

"Come and celebrate Hogswatch with me,"

Moist doesn't exactly twinkle, but he is grinning.

[scots_wolf]

"The holiday where people are being generous?" Urquhart says, getting up and running a thumb over his dagger.

Should be good enough for the time being.

[morethanprops]

"Yes, they're rather more suggestive and I've found a nice hotel."

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart puts his dagger away, and puts on his cloak.

"Nice hotel sounds good, too," he says. "Lets go!"

Nothing else to do at the moment, anyway.

[morethanprops]

Moist smiles and kisses him before leading him into the room,

"I haven't figured out what I'm going to do yet. People are always raising money this time of year so it should be easy to figure something profitable out."

[scots_wolf]

"We can just take a walk around the town and then decide where the best source of money lies," Urquhart says. "They'll have beliefs and traditions that will give us a way in. And yes, I'll remember not to piss off any gods."

[morethanprops]

"Or witches but they tend to stay inside this time of year."

[scots_wolf]

"I wouldn't piss off a witchy woman in any world," Urquhart assures him, looking around the room. "We may not have had magic in mine, but there were wise-women and healers and very, very shrewd old ladies that were thought to be witches."

[morethanprops]

"They're good at knowing how not to be seen if they don't want to. I decided to splurge and enjoy myself."

[scots_wolf]

"This does look very nice," Urquhart says, admiring. "Creature comforts are important. Also, sometimes acting like a lord will give a useful kind of impression."

[morethanprops]

The room is simple and lush with various red touches and a big double bed. Moist recently ordered room service so there's a bottle of wine and some warm soup,

"It does, I plan on only wearing my best suits and having a slight accent. When need be, I can be a poor son from Uberwald."

[scots_wolf]

"Well, that soup smells quite rich," Urquhart says, approvingly. "Seems people know how to cook here. And not just cabbage."

[morethanprops]

"They do and the wine is quite good."

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart walks over to pour a finger's breadth of wine into one of the glasses, smells, and tastes.

"Very decent!" he agrees, pouring more for them both.

[morethanprops]

"I do like the finer things when I can get them."

[scots_wolf]

"If this is a rich merchant town where people appreciate fine things..." Urquhart ponders, extending his glass for toasts.

[morethanprops]

"Oh, it is. That's why I came here. Its a little off the beaten path but has a high sense of self."

[scots_wolf]

"And for Hogswatch, they'll have the very best food and drink from all over the Disc for the feasting?" Urquhart ponders, clinking glasses, then drinking.

[morethanprops]

"They will. Seafood from Genua, sausages from Uberwald, the best."

[scots_wolf]

"And whisky from a funny little country near Überwald, not far from where you are from, of which I just brought you two bottles which you're definitely not sharing..." Urquhart ponders.

There -- he has an idea!

[morethanprops]

He seems to and Moist grins and kisses him,

"But might have more of for the right price?"

[scots_wolf]

"Of which you let your good friends taste a tiny dash, completely for free," Urquhart says. "And of which I might have brought a third bottle, secretly for myself, which I really, really won't want to sell."

[morethanprops]

"A nice way to accumulate some solid profit as we consider bigger things."

[scots_wolf]

"We'll just have to get two bottles of MacAllan from the bar, and two cases of quite decent but considerably less costly stuff in very similar bottles. We take off the labels entirely, add some grime and dust -- voilà!" Urquhart says.