Creepy Guy

You muscle your way into the crowd, looking for fingers and toes or bloodied pockets. One man's got a good, lumpy sag in his pocket. You drive him into a corner and shake him down with a dagger to his throat.

After him, you see a woman with a sickly grin on her face prancing along the cobbled stones. That's a scornful wench if you've ever seen one. Pulling her aside, you quickly find the a finger and a toe in the linens of her frock. She lies and says they're just cooking ingredients. You tell her if that's the case then you'll report her to the guards for cannibalism. She gives them up.

Returning the grossly extremities to the old man, you are promptly paid the five hundred crowns. He hardly even thanks you for your 'work' before rushing away. He never did explain what, exactly, such things were for. You don't care. Five hundred crowns is five hundred crowns.

You gain 500 crowns

You agree to the creepy old man's task and start going through the crowd, keeping a careful eye out for toes and fingers being where they shouldn't be, or lumpy pockets freshly and redly wet. It doesn't take long: a woman prances down the road, the front of her frock bubbling rather curiously with whatever she's got in the pocket. You pull her into an alleyway, drawing a dagger to keep her quiet. A finger and toe are found. As you go to take them, a man suddenly tackles you from behind. Crowns from your purse and the appendages go skittering across the cobblestones. A child takes one, a rat the other, where either runs off to is quickly obscured by a frenzy of peasants going after your coins. The man who tackled you loads up a punch.

"Sumbitch, you want her you gotta pay!"

You cross your arms, block the strike, and twist your body to put him on the ground. He's about to say something else, but you momentarily replace his teeth with your knuckles and he goes quiet. Unfortunately, you won't be able to finish what you started and you've lost a few coins in the process.

You lose 200-400 crowns

Thief盗贼 laughs.

"Hell, this'll be easy."

He goes off to the crowd and you lose sight of him in an instant. The old man chews on his gums for awhile before raising his voice.

"This feller, he is one to trust?"

Before you can answer, Thief盗贼 emerges from behind the old man's shoulder and drops a bloody bandage into his palms. The creepy man unwraps the linens to discover freshly strewn extremities. The thief smugly smiles.

"Any thief worth his salt learns to pickpocket before anything else. I usually go after keys instead of toes, but a job is a job. Also 'picked' some other things of interest here and there. Take a look."

	+1 moral reputation
	You gain 500 crowns
	Thief盗贼 gains +2-4 Initiative
	Thief盗贼 gets a good mood

Minstrel吟游诗人 the minstrel grabs the old man by his shoulders.

"Say, what mighty muscles you seem to have, my burly friend. I shan't ask why you need the toes and fingers of that dead man..."

The old man nods and says he'd never tell anyway. The minstrel continues.

"...but if you want a good, strong, and violent man, then am I not looking at it? It's you, old man! Take yer own fingers and toes and go with them to complete the task - ahem, whatever weird shite that might be, ahem - and you'll find the 'reward' you're after. You are the hero of this story, can't you see?"

The old man spits and shakes his head.

"You take me for a fool, don't ya? Our business here is through! Get out of my way you sorry sellswords."

The old man leaves. You ask the minstrel what the hell he's doing. He shrugs and holds up a purse of crowns.

"Sleight of hand."

Nicely done. But you ask where your own purse is. Minstrel吟游诗人 raises another sack.

"Really, really good sleight of hand."

	You lose 500 crowns
	You gain 1000 crowns
	Minstrel吟游诗人 gains +2-4 Initiative
	Minstrel吟游诗人 gets a good mood

Butcher屠夫 the butcher spits and says he'll do it. You tell him that he's not exactly the thieving sort. He shakes his head.

"Naw. I mean I'll give him a finger. Just one, but it'll be a doozy and worth its weight in gold as far as this old fart's concerned. As far as you're concerned, captain, I want half the reward."

The creepy stranger nods as a smile crackles his dried, flaky skin.

"Yes... yes! A man who would do this would certainly fit the profile of the ingredients I need. Do it. Do it!"

Before you can even agree to this, the butcher grabs a tong hanging off a nearby wall, leverages it atop an anvil, wedges a finger between the pincers, and presses his knee to the handle, promptly severing a finger all in one go. He wraps the hand before giving up the extremity to the stranger.

"There you have it: one especially cruel man's finger."

The stranger grabs it as though it were the key to the world. 'Marvelous!', you think he says, but it's hard to hear as he hurriedly gives you some crowns and runs off. It's actually more than you originally agreed to. The butcher has certainly 'earned' his half and you hand it over.

	You gain 250 crowns
	Butcher屠夫 gets a good mood
	Butcher屠夫 suffers Missing Finger
	Butcher屠夫 gains +3 Resolve