The investigation begins: Part 1 of 2.

Angelo leans his head back. 'I wonder if that darkness has anything to do with Bhaal...' His head leans down as his eyes focus on Klas. 'It's the only thing truly off about him.' His eyes close for a moment. 'That darkness reminds me of the black totem summoned by Slyka's father, Fikle. Come to think of it, that totem spoke before it blew up. I wonder if that was Bhaal's voice or one of his servants...' (Reference: Chapter 35.) Klas softly groans, wiggling a little in his sleep. Angelo watches carefully. 'I haven't seen Stard lately, but Klas and Thukeg aren't thin.' He looks toward the warehouse door. 'Could that be an indicator?'

He mulled this over. 'That would be an odd tell. I could see a lot of gluttons lining up if they could eat whatever they wanted and stay thin.' His thoughts focused on the other goblins around Fikle at that time. 'They were healthy, but he wasn't. Maybe one's appetite is the cost for his gift.' About that time, Dubala walks in with Stard in tow. Stard's wrists are tied behind his back. He was grumbling and muttering. "I already told you I have important work to do. Do you know who I am!? If the Chieftain finds out about this..."

His eyes glance around the room before seeing Angelo. He looks relieved upon seeing him. "Master Angelo! Please help me. This Drow has been nothing but rude. I have important work to do." His expression changes to an odd acceptance and understanding upon noticing that Klas is resting soundly inside of a sleeping bag by Angelo. "Is it safe to assume this has been approved by our Chieftain?" Angelo nods slightly before gesturing to the chair a few feet away. Stard looks at the chair before letting out a heavy sigh. "In that case, I would appreciate it if we made this as quick as possible."

He follows Dubala over to the chair and sits down without further protest. Angelo looks at Dubala. "Was tying his wrists really necessary?" She shrugs then grins playfully. "Maybe. Maybe not. I did what you asked, no?" He lifts a brow before turning his attention to Stard. "Sorry about that. This was the most effective way to get your undivided attention." Stard bows his head slightly. "This is certainly unorthodox, but that's fine. I trust you and our Chieftain, Master Angelo. What do you require of me?" Angelo casts Observe on Stard.

Observe:

Title: Slyka's Tactical Advisor and Butler, Guild: N/A, Class: Tactician, Lvl: 15, Height: 3' 9"

Weight: 57, Name: Stard Topdust, Age: 27, Dick size: 6 inches, Body type: Fit/Athletic

Race: Goblin, Relationship: 25, Mood: Slightly Annoyed but Calm, Hp: 115/115, Mp: 220/220, Current thoughts: N/A.

He was only a little surprised by Stard's guarded thoughts. 'Hmm, that makes sense. A tactician's thoughts and actions should be guarded.' His eyes look carefully at Stard's hands. Oddly enough, neither of them was glowing. "I heard you shook hands with Klas after making a deal to have dangerous items delivered to your house rather than the armory. Why did you have the items shipped there?" Stard blinks several times while looking directly into Angelo's eyes. "Yes, we shook hands."

He glances at Klas. "I gather he didn't tell you what the items were." Angelo glances at Klas before looking back at Stard. "No, but Dubala here was pretty rough with him." He gestures to Dubala who grinned menacingly while cracking her knuckles. "I can always ask him when he gets up." Stard nods while sighing softly. "I will tell you, but I ask that this remain between us. I don't want this getting out to any of the adventures or treasure hunters." Angelo shrugs slightly. "I will report what I have to. Nothing more."

Stard knowingly nods. "I understand. The dangerous items delivered to my house are going to be used under my supervision to open areas I believe have mineral deposits important to this village." Angelo blinks. "Your men can't handle this?" Stard shakes his head. "I used to trust them to a fault, but there have been too many mistakes lately to be a coincidence." Angelo nods slightly. "I see. That makes sense. Well, I don't see any darkness on you like I did on Klas's hand."

He glances at Dubala. "So, what do you think?" She leans in close. Her eyes running along Stard's form. "I don't sense anything foul from him, but it's possible that he learned how to hide it. I'm sure a high up servant of Bhaal could easily hide his tainted aura when not in danger." Stard's left eyebrow quirks. "Why would I serve such an inferior deity? Most of those in this village worship Aeolus. Those who don't worship Gaia." His eyes look at Angelo. "Some even pray for the strength to be like Master Angelo. They know he isn't a God, but that is just how highly we revere him." (Reference: Chapter 53.)

Angelo's cheeks turn bright red. "Is that why Slyka had that, um. Phallic building erected?" Stard tilts his head a little to the right. "That is one of the reasons, yes." Dubala gasps, clapping her hands together before starting to laugh. "I thought I recognized it! Ah, fuck." She grins mischievously. "Mm, I must admit. It looks pretty good too." Angelo sighs softly. "Well, in any case. I'm going to need you to stay here until our next guest is interrogated." Stard blinks. "Hmm, I see. I have not been fully cleared of suspicion. Might I ask who this next guest is? Perhaps I can be of assistance."

Angelo shrugs. "I don't know if you can. But he'll be here soon." Dubala looks over at the door. "Speak of the devil..." That was when Lena, Jasmine, and Thukeg walked into the room. Thukeg's hands were on Lena's and Jasmine's hips. "I knew you'd come back lass, but I didn't think you'd bring a sexy Drow with you..." He looks at Angelo, Stard, Klas, and Dubala. "Oh, fuck me! I figured you women were kinky, but this might even be a bit much for me..." He turns to look at the door as Jasmine and Lena move to block his retreat. He lifts a brow. "Is this one of those reverse **** situations I've heard about? Mm..."

Angelo gently touches his right hand's fingertips to his forehead. 'How can someone be so egotistical?' Will Thukeg run/fight? Or will he try to talk his way out of this?