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She shakes her head, "No, nothing I've used in any dishes, not in years! Don't even know where that'd have come from. Percival's Perfect Produce would be the only ones I'd think of who might be able to source it, but I buy ingredients from Percy, I can't think he'd have anything to do with this. And besides, I've not seen anything like that at his stall."

 "another stall....hmmm...."

(is it a history check to remember what stalls sell what?)

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She shakes her head, "No, nothing I've used in any dishes, not in years! Don't even know where that'd have come from. Percival's Perfect Produce would be the only ones I'd think of who might be able to source it, but I buy ingredients from Percy, I can't think he'd have anything to do with this. And besides, I've not seen anything like that at his stall."

 "another stall....hmmm...."

(is it a history check to remember what stalls sell what?)

 Tandor History: 14+4

What about which realms grow the fruit and if Gilbert gets any other scents from the fruit?

((Which shop is Mixtli at? To help bring him and Trencher up to speed, Kusa Xungoon runs Xungoon Family Seafood with her son Gammon, they are kobolds. Lamai Tynemo runs Tyenmo Noodle Bowl. The seafood vendors were the ones whose place started to burn (but has since been put out), and the noodle shop had fruit juice and pulp splattered in their ingredients.)

Gilbert joins Tandor, leaping down from an awning to his shoulder to sniff the fruit.

<Track? I'm not a hunting dog, I'm a superior being... Smells sweet and kinda bitter, and there's so many other smells here it's hard to pick out any one one person, but there's something... musty? Kind of rodent like, but not quite...>

He hops down and sniffs about the stall, circling around and coming back.

<Some of the same scent, under the smell of burnt, but couldn't track it out anywhere.>

Tandor isn't sure if persimmons grow here in Siabsungkoh, but he does know that they can be found in some of the other connected founding civilizations, they are occasionally available at the Citadel itself, via import, though the price has always been a bit too dear to pick up any for himself.

((I'd say that's what you can get without rolls, if Gilbert wants to try harder to track, let's have a Survival check, and if Tanador wants to muse more on persimmons, let's do straight INT. Intelligence (Perception) for Liber (so use INT mod, plus prof if he has it in Perception, otherwise straight INT), let me know what in particular he's looking to recall from his wandering through the market.))

((Ah yeah wasn't sure where the fire was, but Mixtli joined Mialee, so Lamai's shop I believe))

((Anything Mixtli would be wanting to do regarding fruit juice in her stuff? Since there was no fire there?))

Tandor knows that Yongjing grows quite a bit of persimmons, and that there are a few families in San Citlan that have their own tree, but he'd  never seen them grown commercially there. He isn't sure if they are native to this world, but if they aren't they'd be pricy to acquire.

((Unless mold earth helps to remove fruit pulp from ingredients there is not much he can do besides helping cleaning by hand, after investigating the shop for any clues))

((With his 13, he's not able to find any new clues that offer additional insights.))

"Gilbert's got a scent on the fruit. We're going to try to follow it.  Trencher, want to join us?"

Granting Pelor's Guidance Gilbert, he says, OK...let's see what you can do. And I know you're a superior being but your body is that of a cat with great nose which your superior-ness can take full advantage of.

Gilbert purrs a little at the compliment, then bends down and takes a long sniff at the fruit and around it, trying to get the scent.

Survival 23+1

While that's going on, Tandor thinks about persimmons, INT 12+3

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"Gilbert's got a scent on the fruit. We're going to try to follow it.  Trencher, want to join us?"

Granting Pelor's Guidance Gilbert, he says, OK...let's see what you can do. And I know you're a superior being but your body is that of a cat with great nose which your superior-ness can take full advantage of.

Gilbert purrs a little at the compliment, then bends down and takes a long sniff at the fruit and around it, trying to get the scent.

Survival 23+1

While that's going on, Tandor thinks about persimmons, INT 12+3

 ooc: That roll was Survival but I rolled it like Perception with advantage, which Gilbert gets for scent checks. Sorry about that. The first roll was a 20, then the 6. If you're going to accept the first number, then the total is actually 22, 20 + 1 for WIS and 1 for Guidance.

Gilbert sniffs all about the stall, turning in circles and getting more and more frustrated.

"I can smell it around where things burned, and lots of other places, but no trails heading away from the stall, it's like they just vanished. At least I should be able to remember it if we run into whatever leaves that scent again."

((I had given Tandor what he recalled about persimmons previously, you'd posted while I was writing.))

Looking at Trencher, Liber and Kursa.  "Gilbert's got a scent. It's gone from here, rather it doesn't lead anywhere but he remembers it. We're going to head over to Tyenmo Noodles, and see if the scent is there, too. Who's coming?"

After that gets sorted out, the priest shows the fruit he found to everyone and asks them to be on the lookout for anything similar. Then he his familiar start on they're way back to the noodle place, little cat nose to the ground, along with whomever is coming.

ooc: What if anything does Gilbert find as they go or when they reach the noodle shop? Every so often, Tandor will cast guidance as needed.  He himself keeps a careful eye and nose out for the fruit or anything else applicable.

Tandor Perception 20+3

ooc: What if anything should I roll for Gilbert?

Neither Gilbert of Tandor spot or scent anything of note until you arrive at the noodle shop, where Lamai (perhaps with help from your companions who are loitering about) has dumped a bunch of fruit juice contaminated ingredients in a bucket. Gilbert confirms the sweet/astringent scent of persimmon, as well as the musky scent he picked up at the seafood shop. He noses about, but similarly isn't able to find any trails leaving the area.

Tandor relays all of that to everyone, including Lamai.

"This, plus the burning of Kursa's place, is proof enough to me that someone else is involved.  Lamai, have you ever seen this fruit before?  Know anyone who eats them?  Think hard...if both you and Kursa are shut down for any reason, who benefits most?"

"Proof?! PROOF!? How is that proof! She's a sloppy cook, probably spilled fry oil and accidently lit her own place on fire while her brat was juicing by ingredients! I've no idea what fruit that is, probably something that Gammon's got a taste for!"

She seems in rare form, and not too willing to entertain other notions of who might be at fault.

Some of the neighboring vendors look over at the yelling, but quickly look away if any of you were to try to catch their eyes. It would seem they are at least somewhat accustomed to outbursts.

 Tandor gives her a hard look. "Stop playing the fool, woman. Anyone with eyes to see can see that you're being played someone. Do you want to reward them or stop them!" Though he's not shouting by the end, it's a near thing.  Taking a deep breath, he calms himself.  "Now...who benefits if both your shops shut down? Or would you prefer to be out of business?"

((This more Intimidation or Persuasion? She's fired up, so not saying she's going to bow to his will even with good roll, but let's have on to flavor her response.))

We will go with Persuasion: 16

"FOOL?! You're the one sniffing around my stall, when anyone can see it's those Xungoon that are behind it all! We'd all benefit if they were out of business! The Market would be a much more pleasant place!"

"Kursa, who would stand to profit from this? is there a new stall or a conglomerate that is moving in here?, because another stall got hit, and by the sounds of things, it's a familiar one." Liber needs something, anything, before he grabs his "book".

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12 persuasion, non hostile to Kursa