Moss Beard

Korick Leaned back on his cot and began to to think of his time since he returned to Remitex. It had felt good to return, the familiar smells and sounds. The open skies of the Human lands had begun to feel oppressive, it was good to be home. He had lived off his savings long enough to case a couple of houses that would bank roll his later operations. From there he found a run down little shack that once held a smithy for his base of operations. He then began setting in place the network of connections needed to "acquire" an fence specialty goods. It had taken some time and a considerable amount of coin, but in a matter of weeks he was up an running. He had set in place the name of Moss Beard for his operations. That required a Little cosmetic change but such was the price of his profession.

After a couple of months he had group of thieves working under him, an impressive clientele and was living the high life. It was quite the set up he had, he used his lads for the more mundane Jobs an drops. While he himself took on the high end jobs, normally one thing a noble wanted from another or the planting incriminating evidence. All the while spending the rest of his time drinking and feasting, an then there were the lady's. That's where things went wrong.

Her name was Thay'eina. He had met her at one of his party's. She had long golden hair, deep emerald eyes and finely trimmed mutton chops. She was beautiful! He had sauntered up to her an introduced himself. Naturally she was flattered to meet the Mighty Moss Beard. They started off by a casual drinking contest, she could hold her liqur. It wasn't easy but he was able to beat her. his prize was a kiss. They shared tales of their lives and wondered the streets for hours. Naturaly I left some key details out. When he awoke it was in a soft bed with her worm body next t his. She leaned in and whispered in his ear "My husband will be home soon". That woke him like a thunder bolt. "Husband?!?" He started looking for his clothes. "Who exactly is he?" he said putting on his pants and boots. "Kroknar Doomgate" she said it so casually.

"Pisst Mossy got a letter for ya." Korik shook himself from his revere. "A letter you say." He waled over to Dimdle's smiling face and snatched it out of his hands. Hmm, a smile began to spread across Korik's face. It seems it was time for him to leave for another adventure. First problem first how to get out of this cell.