Taking Care of Business...

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*deusex2
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Posted by *deusex2 »


Rylif strolls into the Hall of Records, with a smirk on his face. His walk is that of a proud conqueror instead of the usual worker and his hands are occupied with two bags of jinx and two rolled parchments. He walks up to already familiar clerk and hands over the bigger bag, containing week's taxes along with a list of taxpayer names on it. He than places a smaller, yet sizable bag right under his nose and presents a second parchment. He than speaks with a smirk on his pace

"Here's week's worth of taxes...And here's little something that could make us both much more richer, assuming you could provide an official seal for the Guvners. You know how picky those sods are."

provided parchment reads as follows:
wrote:This is a tax evasion complaint against Nero Urbane, a private detective and a cheese monger.

During one of his interviews he admitted working for individual, known as Phantom, for a monetary reward. Later on, during countless replies Phantom himself admitted paying Nero Urbane a sum of 5000 jinx for his services.

Those two facts qualify Mr. Nero Urbane's detective activities as a form of job and therefore it is a subject of taxation, primary Intangible Tax.


It is also known thanks to SIGIS column, dedicated to Mr. Urbane that he is a resident of our fair city for over a month. Following this information and our own records, Mr Urbane evaded intangible tax not once, but three times.

Furthermore, Mr. Urbane made it his personal mission to make a mockery of our tax collectors, by either calling them frauds and demanding their badges "for closer examination", by claiming to be a rebel or by using magic to expedite his retreat(there is one known case where Mr. Urbane turns into a giant and uses his size advantage to run away).

Admittingly, one of our tax collectors managed to collect a sizeable amount of jinx from Mr. Urbane, but that sum was barely enough to cover all of his previous fines, up to, but not included, last week. And it was before truth of his "hobby" came to light.

Additionally, we've ran a check on Mr Urbane's Galore Cheese Limited enterprise. And while there were no irregularities concerning tax payments, we did discovered a serious health and safety regulations violation.

During one of his interviews for SIGIS column Mr. Urbane admitted harboring cranium rats on the premises of his diary enterprise. What's worse is that Mr. Urbane is using cranium rats as labor force in his cheese brewery and there's no telling just how many diseases this vermin carries.

Last, but not least, one of our tax collectors's credibility was nearly destroyed by the words of Mr. Urbane. Being relatively well known detective, Mr Urbane publicly accused our tax collector, Namer Rylif of being impostor. He did so out loud and in a middle of Great Bazaar, even after being presented with Fated faction emblem, issued only to tax collectors.

As a result of Mr. Urbane's actions, the work of aforementioned tax collector was disrupted for the entire day and due to the amount of witnesses Namer Rylif's reputation as law abiding and legal tax collector was irreversibly damaged. from which his performance as tax collector suffers to this day.

  Therefore, we demand Mr. Nero Urbane pays a fine and compensation for the total sum of 5000 jinx (five thousand jinx). And we also require Harmonium involvement and assistance in retrieval of the stated sum.

Multiple intangible tax fines for a total sum of 1000 jinx.

Weekly  Tax evasion fine - 500 jinx

Fine for harboring cranium rats and endangering the city of Sigil - 1200 jinx

Fine for violation of health and safety regulation by knowingly and willingly keeping cranium rats near food production facility - 800 jinx

Fine for damaging Fated tax collector's reputation and interfering with municipal worker's duty - 1500 jinx.
*Ceremorph
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Posted by *Ceremorph »


It just so happens that the Gith factotum, Rayl Whitespoon, is in the Hall of Records when Rylif makes his entrance. With the curiosity of a voracious reader and the self-importance of a typical Taker, he meanders over to pick up and read the note, chortling to himself.

"You expect ta get anywhere in this Faction asking others ta take care o' your business for ya? Nah, if ya want something done right ya need ta do it yerself. Let the Duke see this thing, an' you'll find a boot up yer arse quick-like. Get yerself a Guvner; yer badge'll be enough for them, even if it ain't for some stuck-up clueless."

He tosses the note back at Ryliff, turning back for one last sneering remark. "Speaking of clueless. If yer average cranium rat bites yer average Hiver, it's the rat who's gonna need ta worry 'bout disease. This ain't Waterdeep or Grayhawk or some other Prime pesthole. We're the pesthole, and people are gonna eat what they wanna, even if it makes ya turn green just thinkin' about it. Drop that bit, and maybe tack that 1200 jinx onta somethin' else. Maybe a vomit cleanup tax, if ya lost yer lunch readin' about it."
*A. Thereal
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Posted by *A. Thereal »


A Fated strolls passed and overhears the conversation, inspiring him to take a look at the missive. His eyes widen as he reads over the bits regarding cranium rats and cheese. A hand darts into a pocket to produce a partially eaten cheese wedge, Galore Cheeses Limited's label clearly shown upon the wax seal.

The poor man chokes, nearly wretches, and dashes off for the nearest latrine!
*DemonAbyss10
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Posted by *DemonAbyss10 »


Daevos notices the notice and shakes his head. "Yar, anudder in need o my... subtleties... and faag... cheese... why cheese when Rum n Grog is all one needs."

He then guffaws and looks to Rylif. "Seems yar need a babysittah? Bottoms need a spanking?" He then motions to the two clubs on his person. "Mah own tools of te trade... te seal club and baby seal club."
*deusex2
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Posted by *deusex2 »


He first looks at Gith, than at the pirate-looking man with four pistols and clubs and decides to start with the pirate.

"Great tools, good luck using'em in the middle of the Great Bazaar, where ya can't sneeze without staining some hardhead's armor."

Rylif than turns to Gith factotum, smiles with one of his fake smiles and says:

"Great speech sir, very inspirational. Though I'd like to point out few things. You see, your average hiver can't even afford to smell the darn branded cheese, let alone buy it... Guvners on the other hand, well I've heard THEY were suckers for those things.

And speaking of Guvners, I know that usually the badge is enough, but we both know that your average guvner isn't even going to wipe his arse with paper, unless it has an official seal on it. Which is why I came here-to get a sodding official seal stamped on my complaint letter.

Oh and do you want to hear something funny about vomit cleanup tax? It's been actually payed! The sod has that wench, Neli La Meor, handling all of the taxes, related to Galore Cheeses Limited and boy she's good at it.

Now can I get a sodding stamp?"
*DemonAbyss10
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Posted by *DemonAbyss10 »


"Daevos look back to Rylif with a grin. "No need tae beat them... at first. Intimidatin dem can go a long way, an yar appearance can help matters." Rylif would also notice a Rapier and short sword hanging from his other hip. "And if ye need tae bloody em, just trick em intae an alleyway or stalk dem til ya in de clear."
*deusex2
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Posted by *deusex2 »


Rylif didn't even bothered turning back, when he replied to Daevos

I'm sure suc approach works fine in Hive, but if you're willing to try it in the Great Bazaar, you better have someone on standby, to bail you out.
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