Er, do that then.
Off you go then
Three silver and sixty coppers! Handicapping's a fine profession.
"Say, haunted floating eye, you got any interest in this cash? I figure you helped, so let's say two shares for me, one share for you?"
Arrange a 2:1 split between the eye and me if it wants any cash, then get going.
alright. I have it recorded as two silver and 40 copper for you, and one and twenty for him. I'm assuming you are heading through the portal?
Snatch a limb from wherever we hid the corpses then follow the lizard back to base.
Snack on the limb if its a long walk.
well, there are no windows in the little room, and the only obvious exit is the door, so no side trips for you. But we'll sayyou had a foot on hand when you dragged into the room early this morning. You gnaw on that thoughtfully as you step through the darkness.
Attempt to find an alternate path out of the room. If one is found, escape, but otherwise, exit the portal dejectedly.
The lizard sees you looking and snatches you up by the collar, hurling you through the doorway. "Mrrrrrryeeeeeooooowww yousonofabiiiiiiitch!!!!"
those of you who step through end up in a stone room with several of what look to be Omega officers and NCOs doing typical military formality type stuff.
"the Eye?"
"Functioned to specifiations. Has requested some upgrades. No complaints"
"Very good. send him to the alchemists. they can modify him." He looks up sternly "Within the agreed upon parameters. None of there horseshit this time. I swear I will take away all their explosives. No, I will give them their explosives, forcefully. who is next? The ... Choh cha? How do you pronounce that? Oh it's the bug."
"A tad murderous at first, but it seemed to get pretty involved at the second inn. It's venom is pretty versatile."
"And it brought a snack. Well, good work, Mr Cho sha. You know what the reward for good work is? more work. Dismissed for now. Try not to kill any Omegas while you are here, it will upset your brand. next ... woah, goddammit, what was that?"
"Was that a cat?"
"Oh. Dar, yay Cheera? Why not mittens or fluffy or ... anyway, go on."
"He actually helped. had some illusions, and dashed around like a sheepdog, chasing the herd. Got stuck up on a pole."
"of course he did. hmm. Fiddler?"
"Made three silver."
"Of course he did. that leaves the wasps, the fire mage, and that Feegle. And we already know about the Feegle."
"No data on the others."
"Right then. you fellas ... someone get that cat down off of there - you fellas have any questions?" this last is addressed to you guys.