Innkeeper
While all the rest of the ideas seem okay, you really think you need to act quickly on this. It'll be ugly and ruthless, but unfortunately necessary. Since everyone is against Rita's idea though, you decide not to say anything about it and say you're going to have to think everything over later.
When everyone's away you decide to talk to Rita privately.
"Rita, can I speak to you for a moment?"
"I knew this was coming eventually look you're alright looking and if you do manage to become a doctor then maybe I'll be interested, but until then "
"What? No! I wanted to speak to you about your plan."
"Oh." Rita says looking a little disappointed that you weren't suggesting what she thought you were.
"Anyway, who did you have in mind to do this deed?"
"Well, I don't know really. I figured you might know, I mean didn't you have Crimson Talon connections or something?"
"Connections? Those were thugs that were going to break my legs if I didn't pay a loanshark on time. I don't have any connections. I mean with all the guys you go out with "
"Hey! I don't like what you're implying! Contrary to popular belief I'm not some whore like those two half breed sluts you saw fit to hire recently. I'm a lot more selective and I'm certainly not going out with criminal types!"
"Hmmm, if you say so."
"Why don't you just go back to that Reynolds guy? I mean he's sort of a connection right?"
"You must be joking!"
"Not at all, I mean surely for a fee he could lend you that ogre for a little while right?"
"I dunno if it works that way (Sigh) alright I suppose I could try since I don't have any other contacts."
"Okay. Oh! Here take this." Rita says handing you a small notebook.
"What's this?"
"It's the name of every whore that works for the Flying Griffon and their physical description. I have where some of them live too, but not all of them."
You stare at Rita in disbelief
"What? Eliza's not the only one who can think up spying you know." Rita remarks.
"Yeah, but Eliza's not the one who was stalking the competition out of jealousy either. Nevermind, I guess this will help since I never kept up on who worked there anyway."
The next day after class, you don't go to the inn, but instead head to where you know Mr. Reynold's "office" is. It's not in a good part of the city, but you make it without any problems.
Mr. Reynold's is currently alone and smiles when he sees you.
"Somehow I just knew we'd meet each other again soon, so how much you need this time?"
"I don't need money, I need something else and you're about the only person I can think of who might be able to help."
"Oh? Well this is interesting. What is it?"
"I need that ogre that works for you or whoever that other big guy was."
"Olaf and Silence? They're not freelancing for me anymore sadly. The Crimson Talons have them doing something more directly important for them. I believe they fight at one of those underground gladiator matches now."
"Well, can I get in contact with them some how?"
"Ha ha ha! Well I suppose I could tell you, but I don't think they'd necessarily let you in, I guess you'd have to speak to whoever's in charge and well it would be a big hassle really what did you need them for anyway?"
"Is it any of your business?"
"Well if Olaf and Silence had still been freelancing for me it would've been, but I guess not now. I'm assuming you need some sort of muscle though, and if that is the case I DO have two new employees that might work out for you. David! Tom! Get in here, we might have some business!"
"Yeah, boss what's up hey! I know you!" David says looking at you.
"Hey! How's it been? Didn't you go to college?" Tom adds.
Now here's a blast from the past, your two old school buddies all grown up and obviously full blown criminals now. Funny to think back how your life turned out so different then again maybe not considering you're here to have several women horribly disfigured.
"Well, it seems you gentlemen all know each other, maybe now you're ready to tell us what you need doing?"
You take a deep breath and state what you need done.
"Wow, didn't expect that one." Mr. Reynolds says. David and Tom are also surprised.
"Shit, what the hell did they do to you, cheat on you?" David asks.
"Fuck man, that's some serial killer shit!" Tom adds.
"Look, I don't need them killed! I just need them disfigured so they aren't pretty anymore."
"Yeah, I got that. Okay, so how much you willing to pay?" Mr. Reynolds asks.
You and Mr. Reynolds negotiate a price, which is agreeable, but Tom begins to speak up.
"Uh I dunno Mr. Reynolds. I don't think I can do this "
"Tom, stop being a pussy! We're just gonna cut up some bitches and get out, shit ain't that hard." David says
"But I dunno. I just feel weird about doing this. It's not like beating up people who don't pay on time."
"You'll do what I tell you to do! David, you better keep your little sidekick in line before I replace the pair of you!" Mr. Reynolds snaps.
You think back to your old childhood involving your former friends. Tom always was the weakest of you three, but he always went along despite protests. You have no doubt David's capable of committing the act, you just wonder if he's gotten any brighter since then. The last thing you need is for them to fuck this up for you and get all of you in trouble.
Getting the "real professionals" might be tough though. Might even cost more money.
When everyone's away you decide to talk to Rita privately.
"Rita, can I speak to you for a moment?"
"I knew this was coming eventually look you're alright looking and if you do manage to become a doctor then maybe I'll be interested, but until then "
"What? No! I wanted to speak to you about your plan."
"Oh." Rita says looking a little disappointed that you weren't suggesting what she thought you were.
"Anyway, who did you have in mind to do this deed?"
"Well, I don't know really. I figured you might know, I mean didn't you have Crimson Talon connections or something?"
"Connections? Those were thugs that were going to break my legs if I didn't pay a loanshark on time. I don't have any connections. I mean with all the guys you go out with "
"Hey! I don't like what you're implying! Contrary to popular belief I'm not some whore like those two half breed sluts you saw fit to hire recently. I'm a lot more selective and I'm certainly not going out with criminal types!"
"Hmmm, if you say so."
"Why don't you just go back to that Reynolds guy? I mean he's sort of a connection right?"
"You must be joking!"
"Not at all, I mean surely for a fee he could lend you that ogre for a little while right?"
"I dunno if it works that way (Sigh) alright I suppose I could try since I don't have any other contacts."
"Okay. Oh! Here take this." Rita says handing you a small notebook.
"What's this?"
"It's the name of every whore that works for the Flying Griffon and their physical description. I have where some of them live too, but not all of them."
You stare at Rita in disbelief
"What? Eliza's not the only one who can think up spying you know." Rita remarks.
"Yeah, but Eliza's not the one who was stalking the competition out of jealousy either. Nevermind, I guess this will help since I never kept up on who worked there anyway."
The next day after class, you don't go to the inn, but instead head to where you know Mr. Reynold's "office" is. It's not in a good part of the city, but you make it without any problems.
Mr. Reynold's is currently alone and smiles when he sees you.
"Somehow I just knew we'd meet each other again soon, so how much you need this time?"
"I don't need money, I need something else and you're about the only person I can think of who might be able to help."
"Oh? Well this is interesting. What is it?"
"I need that ogre that works for you or whoever that other big guy was."
"Olaf and Silence? They're not freelancing for me anymore sadly. The Crimson Talons have them doing something more directly important for them. I believe they fight at one of those underground gladiator matches now."
"Well, can I get in contact with them some how?"
"Ha ha ha! Well I suppose I could tell you, but I don't think they'd necessarily let you in, I guess you'd have to speak to whoever's in charge and well it would be a big hassle really what did you need them for anyway?"
"Is it any of your business?"
"Well if Olaf and Silence had still been freelancing for me it would've been, but I guess not now. I'm assuming you need some sort of muscle though, and if that is the case I DO have two new employees that might work out for you. David! Tom! Get in here, we might have some business!"
"Yeah, boss what's up hey! I know you!" David says looking at you.
"Hey! How's it been? Didn't you go to college?" Tom adds.
Now here's a blast from the past, your two old school buddies all grown up and obviously full blown criminals now. Funny to think back how your life turned out so different then again maybe not considering you're here to have several women horribly disfigured.
"Well, it seems you gentlemen all know each other, maybe now you're ready to tell us what you need doing?"
You take a deep breath and state what you need done.
"Wow, didn't expect that one." Mr. Reynolds says. David and Tom are also surprised.
"Shit, what the hell did they do to you, cheat on you?" David asks.
"Fuck man, that's some serial killer shit!" Tom adds.
"Look, I don't need them killed! I just need them disfigured so they aren't pretty anymore."
"Yeah, I got that. Okay, so how much you willing to pay?" Mr. Reynolds asks.
You and Mr. Reynolds negotiate a price, which is agreeable, but Tom begins to speak up.
"Uh I dunno Mr. Reynolds. I don't think I can do this "
"Tom, stop being a pussy! We're just gonna cut up some bitches and get out, shit ain't that hard." David says
"But I dunno. I just feel weird about doing this. It's not like beating up people who don't pay on time."
"You'll do what I tell you to do! David, you better keep your little sidekick in line before I replace the pair of you!" Mr. Reynolds snaps.
You think back to your old childhood involving your former friends. Tom always was the weakest of you three, but he always went along despite protests. You have no doubt David's capable of committing the act, you just wonder if he's gotten any brighter since then. The last thing you need is for them to fuck this up for you and get all of you in trouble.
Getting the "real professionals" might be tough though. Might even cost more money.