"I had a leash once... ONCE!" While sipping from his skull. "The best reason I could think for you to check, I'm interested in making this mug part of a set. Looking for potential candidates still."
Fjolnir's eyes widen while he's chewing a mouthful of the dragon jerky from the cart. Spitting some remaining bits, and breaking a long silence in his own head- "Doon-ye Glenn!" he barks out, too excited to preface it with his thoughts that he might have got it this time.
"Dooney Glen? Bah! Whatever. Clear out! The Cartophile is busy. Come back tomorrow if you want to meet with him, I'll talk to him once my shift is over and tell him you want a meeting about Doon Glin."
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Dustfinger's face is etched in stone. He feigns concern for the guards. "I would really hate to think what would happen to the employment of people dedicated to serving the cartophile's interests if they were actively keeping him from one of the most important discoveries in centuries."
The guard was mid pondering of Dustfinger's thoughts, then Absinthe happened. "Ugh! AUUUUGGHHH!!! NO! Fine, I'll go ask, just- just wait here and be dressed when I get back! What is wrong with you people!" He produces a key and fumbles with it, drops it on the ground, obviously shaken by the assault on his senses. "Dammit!" He finally gets the key in and runs full speed up the path to the mansion.
A few minutes later he returns. "He will see you now, you may enter." He doesn't say another word, nor does he make eye contact with any of you. He stares forward holding his polearm upright and says nothing further if asked any questions.
As you all enter the gate, you hear it clang closed behind you. The other guard can't hold it anymore and bursts into laughter. "Shut up! SHUT! UP!" This just makes him laugh harder.
The mansion is interesting. Even from the outside, it looks like stone and wood from various parts of the world were used to create a mix and match style construction project that seems to have no rhyme or reason, as though they used something until they ran out then switched to something else. This is probably not the case given the expanse of the building, you figure The Cartophile must have enough money to make it out of whatever he wants, perhaps he chose for it to look like organized chaos.
The door is opened for you as you near it, and a well-dressed gnome wordlessly ushers you in. The interior decor is even more chaotic than the exterior hodge-podge of building materials. Lavish paintings next to expensive-looking decorative weapons next to tribal masks next to maps next to sketches of plants next to taxidermied exotic creatures that you've never seen before, and on down the halls. He closes the door once you enter and quickly moves in front of you, then in a voice fitting of a butler he says, "Please, no touching." Leading you down a hallway and into a large sitting room with a central coffee table already set with tea and enough cups for all of you, he motions to the chairs and loudly claps his hands twice. Another butler enters the room, this one a half-elf, and starts pouring tea while the gnome stands and watches. Even the butlers have butlers? After tea is poured for each of you, the second butler exits. The gnome waits a few moments in silence, glancing at each of you, waiting.
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Some of the animals you see in the halls: There's a giant, chitinous thing with massive mandibles, there are a few heads mounted on the wall that resemble elk with various horn configurations, there is at least one that you swear is a demon that actually instills a sense of dread that increases the longer you look at it, there's what looks like a massive, hairy elephant maybe? Several reptilian-looking featherless birds, sized from small to large, and a partridge. A giant ******* partridge. (I see what you're doing, have your animal shapes. Once you hit the CR, you'll be able to transform into any raptor shaped dinosaur up to Allosaurus size, a mammoth, and your "elk" form can now have a different look, for flavor, like a gazelle, or a caribou, or some other such thing. Go wild.
Dirk, you don't notice anything other than large things mounted on walls or large things standing on the floor. Most everything in the main foyer hall or the hallway to the sitting room is large and/or bulky.
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"Thank you fer the hospitality, master gnome, er, sorry to yer employer and yerself that we come callin unannounced. It just seemed it might be important enough is all." Fjolnir sips the tea and scans the room Perception 18
This room is exactly what you'd expect a sitting room to look like. Fireplace with handcrafted mantle, check. Comfortable chairs of all sizes and variations in several different groupings with lavish fabrics, check. Long decorative curtains complete with tassels, check. Walls covered with clocks and more framed maps from various parts of Faerun, check. Expensive looking tea set on a large decorative table, check. (Any specific details you want to know, just ask, with a 25 perception you see it all.)
The gnome gasps at the sight of the map. "Where did you find this? Doesn't matter, do you know what this means? No, you know what, where did you find this? Everyone get in here!" At the end of his statement, his voice changes and he rips off his butler suit to reveal a fancy, tassel laden outfit. He produces a pipe carved out of a tree from his pocket and lights it. "Pardon my disguise, the name is Anaxi Zephries, I am known as The Cartophile. Tell me everything you know about this map and the location it represents. Spare no details."
"Oh dear, yes, hold on." He claps twice and the same butler from before enters. Anaxi motions him to bend down and whispers something. The half-elf leads you out another door and into a different hall with very similar types of things on the walls and opens a door to a washroom for you. "Now, about that map?"
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Dirk easily procures a couple expensive-looking cabinet knobs and a small pocket mirror while inside the room. He slips them in his pockets and the butler doesn't seem to notice.
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"I had a leash once... ONCE!" While sipping from his skull. "The best reason I could think for you to check, I'm interested in making this mug part of a set. Looking for potential candidates still."
Intimation: 6
"That's nice, big guy, doesn't have anything to do with why you'd be on the schedule. How do you say that again? Don Gloon? Dain Glade? What?"
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Fjolnir's eyes widen while he's chewing a mouthful of the dragon jerky from the cart. Spitting some remaining bits, and breaking a long silence in his own head- "Doon-ye Glenn!" he barks out, too excited to preface it with his thoughts that he might have got it this time.
"Dooney Glen? Bah! Whatever. Clear out! The Cartophile is busy. Come back tomorrow if you want to meet with him, I'll talk to him once my shift is over and tell him you want a meeting about Doon Glin."
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Dustfinger's face is etched in stone. He feigns concern for the guards. "I would really hate to think what would happen to the employment of people dedicated to serving the cartophile's interests if they were actively keeping him from one of the most important discoveries in centuries."
Intimidation 8
Az says to Absence.
"This type of Intimidation is uncalled for. Why don't yiu drop your robe and give them something to look at until the end of their shift."
Absinthe drops his robe, stands on his hands, and does the helicopter in the guards face, as close as possible without touching.
Preform: 17
+4 since it was supposed to be a Athletics check.
The guard was mid pondering of Dustfinger's thoughts, then Absinthe happened. "Ugh! AUUUUGGHHH!!! NO! Fine, I'll go ask, just- just wait here and be dressed when I get back! What is wrong with you people!" He produces a key and fumbles with it, drops it on the ground, obviously shaken by the assault on his senses. "Dammit!" He finally gets the key in and runs full speed up the path to the mansion.
A few minutes later he returns. "He will see you now, you may enter." He doesn't say another word, nor does he make eye contact with any of you. He stares forward holding his polearm upright and says nothing further if asked any questions.
As you all enter the gate, you hear it clang closed behind you. The other guard can't hold it anymore and bursts into laughter. "Shut up! SHUT! UP!" This just makes him laugh harder.
The mansion is interesting. Even from the outside, it looks like stone and wood from various parts of the world were used to create a mix and match style construction project that seems to have no rhyme or reason, as though they used something until they ran out then switched to something else. This is probably not the case given the expanse of the building, you figure The Cartophile must have enough money to make it out of whatever he wants, perhaps he chose for it to look like organized chaos.
The door is opened for you as you near it, and a well-dressed gnome wordlessly ushers you in. The interior decor is even more chaotic than the exterior hodge-podge of building materials. Lavish paintings next to expensive-looking decorative weapons next to tribal masks next to maps next to sketches of plants next to taxidermied exotic creatures that you've never seen before, and on down the halls. He closes the door once you enter and quickly moves in front of you, then in a voice fitting of a butler he says, "Please, no touching." Leading you down a hallway and into a large sitting room with a central coffee table already set with tea and enough cups for all of you, he motions to the chairs and loudly claps his hands twice. Another butler enters the room, this one a half-elf, and starts pouring tea while the gnome stands and watches. Even the butlers have butlers? After tea is poured for each of you, the second butler exits. The gnome waits a few moments in silence, glancing at each of you, waiting.
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While walking through the hallway of taxidermied animals Az Emberi intently studies them.
17 perception on all the "stuff" we see. I act with mild discomfort.
Rainbow....... Mooo....
Some of the animals you see in the halls: There's a giant, chitinous thing with massive mandibles, there are a few heads mounted on the wall that resemble elk with various horn configurations, there is at least one that you swear is a demon that actually instills a sense of dread that increases the longer you look at it, there's what looks like a massive, hairy elephant maybe? Several reptilian-looking featherless birds, sized from small to large, and a partridge. A giant ******* partridge. (I see what you're doing, have your animal shapes. Once you hit the CR, you'll be able to transform into any raptor shaped dinosaur up to Allosaurus size, a mammoth, and your "elk" form can now have a different look, for flavor, like a gazelle, or a caribou, or some other such thing. Go wild.
Dirk, you don't notice anything other than large things mounted on walls or large things standing on the floor. Most everything in the main foyer hall or the hallway to the sitting room is large and/or bulky.
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Absinthe downs the tea in one gulp. "Got anything stronger?"
The gnome smiles. "Did you enjoy the first cup?"
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"Thank you fer the hospitality, master gnome, er, sorry to yer employer and yerself that we come callin unannounced. It just seemed it might be important enough is all." Fjolnir sips the tea and scans the room Perception 18
Dustfinger produces the map of Daoine Glane, or whatever it's called. "We're hoping you can tell us more about this."
This room is exactly what you'd expect a sitting room to look like. Fireplace with handcrafted mantle, check. Comfortable chairs of all sizes and variations in several different groupings with lavish fabrics, check. Long decorative curtains complete with tassels, check. Walls covered with clocks and more framed maps from various parts of Faerun, check. Expensive looking tea set on a large decorative table, check. (Any specific details you want to know, just ask, with a 25 perception you see it all.)
The gnome gasps at the sight of the map. "Where did you find this? Doesn't matter, do you know what this means? No, you know what, where did you find this? Everyone get in here!" At the end of his statement, his voice changes and he rips off his butler suit to reveal a fancy, tassel laden outfit. He produces a pipe carved out of a tree from his pocket and lights it. "Pardon my disguise, the name is Anaxi Zephries, I am known as The Cartophile. Tell me everything you know about this map and the location it represents. Spare no details."
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Sorry, I hate to interrupt, but I'm having some gastric distress. Can you direct me to your lavatory? displaying more discomfort.
Rainbow....... Mooo....
"Oh dear, yes, hold on." He claps twice and the same butler from before enters. Anaxi motions him to bend down and whispers something. The half-elf leads you out another door and into a different hall with very similar types of things on the walls and opens a door to a washroom for you. "Now, about that map?"
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7 Stealth, dare I not being supervised in the bathroom I wanna steal something shiny. 23
Rainbow....... Mooo....
Dirk easily procures a couple expensive-looking cabinet knobs and a small pocket mirror while inside the room. He slips them in his pockets and the butler doesn't seem to notice.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...