[IC] Graveyard Shift: Session 2

Hildar stands for a moment and centres himself before pointing at the grave that Vizeron Dribbage used to sit and read at before turning to gesture at one adjoining that spot. "It seems to be moving from grave to grave. Looks like there are quite a few tunnels down thenre" Hildar mutters.

"Wait, are you saying that dog you made is running around beneath the graves? Does that mean that our goat friend may have had access to all the... corpses? Nekurr asks worried. There were a lot of bodies in this graveyard and them going missing (or replaced by creepy bone art) couldn't be good. "We need to get that friendly grave keeper to help us out opening a few of these!"

"Bodies are probably gone because the grave keeper has dulled his senses with booze."

Wile the dog is sniffing the underground tunnels, Nekurr will look around for the drunk dwarf

"Hello again my good friend Kerduk! We were looks for the lost Dribbage and found interesting things and were wondering if you ever found anything suspicious, like tunnels, during your amazing diggings?" the half-catfolk looks at the orc "Nekurr, you're here look for... us?,

Hildar turns slowly looking from grave to grave about the graveyard before his gaze rests for a while on a large grave with a pretty impressive headstone. As he moves to inspect the headstone he gestures back to the crypt "The dog is heading back that way fairly swiftly but it spent a considerable time under this grave here"

An orc stands next to the groundskeeper and suspends his conversation with the dwarf as Nekurr emerges and approaches. From a distance he looks rather like a road-weary traveler. Well-worn, utilitarian traveling clothes, a pack laden with goods, an iron-shod walking stick in hand. But once you get closer you can see he wears a well-used brigadine jerkin with skirts that hang down to his knees, and has a pair of gleaming, finely-crafted cestuses on his fists, and a simple wooden holy symbol of the Sun God, A'tar, dangling from his neck.

Aside from the dust and wear-marks on his clothes, his appearance is well kempt. His modest tusks gleam white, his coarse hair pulled back and braided into a single platte.

He looks to the half-catfolk and smiles gently, though the ridges of his orcish teeth and tusks harden it some, and he nods, "Well met Nekurr, moi name's Bruv. Lady Ahgus sent me.", he glances to the dwarf before returning his smile to Nekurr, "Hear we 'ave a missing man, and some mysterious dealings...?"

The groundskeeper snorts. "Good. Now you've met your people." He then gives Nekurr a suspicious look. "You lot are taking your time over there. What's this about tunnels? Ain't no tunnels I never seen..."

Bruv's eyebrows elevate, "Tunnels 'neath a graveyard? Now 'at sounds loik bad business..."

The orc is careful not to interrupt the inquiry already being conducted, as a newcomer to the situation he knows he needs to listen and observe for now, but he also exhibits some eagerness to both get fully up to speed on the investigation, and to sink his teeth into the immediate findings.

He peers past Nekurr, toward the activity at the crypt.

Nera pokes Hildar, feeling Bruv's eyes right on here. She hasn't decided whether he is friend or foe. "Psst. Groundskeeper's back, and he's got a...big guy with him. I'm gonna buy some time." Taking in a big breath of air Nera strolls over to the others outside. "Ah, groundskeeper, I see you've brought a friend, how nice."

"Hmph." The Dwarf fills his spade with dirt and flicks it into the hole. "Ain't no friend of mine. Nice feller, though. Says he's with you lot."

Bruv has to shake himself to stop himself from looking at Nera fawningly, like 'awww so cute', it turns into a wry smirk, "Nah, ya got it oll wrong. Oim wit you. Oim Bruv. Lady Ahgus didn't mention me?", he shrugs. "Tronus 'ere? He'll tell ya...", he cranes his neck again, scanning the grave site.

Nera's ears perk up when Bruv mentions Lady 'Ahgus', and- "Tronus? Yes, he's here, are you friends with the oaf?" She sounds delighted, and takes a good look at Bruv.

Is he also grandpa age? I can never tell...

"Ah yes, you see that magic man over there? He found that some tunnels are connecting the graves from that crypt there and... " Nekurr look at the dwarf to check his reaction "... there may be some bodies missing..." he explains to the newcomer

As Nera fills him in Hildar nods. "My dog seems like he's heading back to the coffin-exit" he says before turning and heading back to the crypt to see what, if anything, his dog has found.

Tronus finishes his stewing and faces the group.

"Zaer's part of the old guard of Lady Argus employees. Someone's dug tunnels under graves and it's likely not you, plus the bodies have been desecrated the bones moved about. Since we're here to investigate we'll get back to finding out who and why."