Orp's alleyway dealings.

[Grayell]

The captain look at Orp for a moment, then taps the edge of the table; humming. He's giving this some thought. He looks at another officer and then back to Orp. Finally, after an extended silence he leans forward again.

"Tell me Mr Boon, are you aware of what Snakeweed is used for?"

[Orp Boon]

"I was informed that it can be used in poisons, and can be a bit annoying to treat."

[Grayell]

"Yes, yes, we know all of that of course. But am I to believe that you've contracted to obtain Snakeweed without any consideration of what it's being used for?"

[Orp Boon]

"It is used in poisons. What else is there to know?"

[Grayell]

The captain scowls. His voice takes a definite turn that indicates his displeasure.

"I find it odd Mr Boon, that you show a degree of concern for dealing with a piece of trash like Axel, but care not what Snakeweed is used for. Doesn't that sound like a double standard to you?"

[Orp Boon]

"If it were used in some horrible way such as torture or warfare, researching it's effects and possible cures would be for the greater good would it not?"

[Grayell]

The captain frowns and slaps his hands on the table, pushing his chair back.

"That's unfortunate. We know you are fetching them for him Mr Boon and I have had quite enough of your charade. Perhaps a day or two to cool off will provoke you to cooperate."

The captain tosses a set of keys to one of the other men and sighs.

"Lock him up. We'll interrogate him later."

[Orp Boon]

"Okey dokey. I will not resist."

[Grayell]

Orp is taken then to the rear of the room and through a wooden door. It looks as though this room has been used as a larder or storage area, but is now home to two large cages. Orp is locked in one, his shackles still in place. The other cage houses a sleeping dwarf.

The guards say nothing after locking him in, but leave the room and close the door behind them.

[Orp Boon]

Orp tries to follow the dwarfs lead by trying to take a nap. If that fails, he at least tries to fake that he's asleep. He rests his head on the floor and lays in the back of the cage, as far as possible from the dwarf and whatever door was on the cage.

[Grayell]

Orp finds sleep easily enough but is woken up by a jangling of keys some time later. Upon opening his eyes he finds the captain, sitting on a stool just outside the door to his cell.

"I have to say, I thought you were a very good liar. This council concept - perhaps you're just smart enough to pull it off. Seems everyone in town is speaking about it. But I don't think they realize that one of their councilmen is a lackey for a crime boss.

Tell me Mr Boon, what exactly did they tell you they wanted you to do? Just an errand? You were given no other information? Rest assured, I've seen through your pretense thus far, my spies don't lie. I think you and I can come to an equitable arrangement if you can simply manage to be entirely forward with me."

[Orp Boon]

Orp stretches and sits up in the cage. He takes a glance at the dwarf.

"I was told the name of the plant by the merchant of what I presume is Axel's front. He said it was used in 'medicine' and that it was hard to find this time of year."

[Grayell]

The captain smiles, a pleasant smile and pulls out his pipe, proceeding to pack it.

"Do let me know if you smoke Mr Boon. Now tell me, if you were to acquire the weed, then what were you to receive in return?"

[Orp Boon]

"Oh, goodness no I do not smoke."

Orp smiles but shakes his head.

"I was told I was to receive the trust of Axel's group and more work for them."

[Grayell]

The captain frowns and puts his pipe and tobacco away. He puffs before he speaks, as if contemplating his own words.

"Mr Boon, Axel is known only for his corrupt business practices and is regarded by many as a pox on this town. It is known to us that his Lizard weed is used in the fabrication of a drug. That particular drug found it's way into the possession of a minor who unfortunately died from it. Axel is quite aware of this and has shown no remorse as there has been no reprimand for the incident. Now tell me, does that sound like the type of person you wish to work for? How do you think that will look to the people you represent?"