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"Gilmore! I saw an Amulet at his shop that could get us there... If you wanted to go, that is." Meep hops up, excited that he remembered something of value when it was useful. 

 Delmalis shrugs uncertainly, "Yes, eventually, maybe. But I don't know that I'm in any hurry. You said Gilmore is from there? Perhaps I'll stop by and talk with him about it sometime."

"Any chance Wildemount has a dragon cult? I think we should try to avoid areas with them for some time," Sybil questions. 

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"Any chance Wildemount has a dragon cult? I think we should try to avoid areas with them for some time," Sybil questions. 

 Delmalis hesitates before responding slowly, "I think it would be fair to say there could be dragon cultists of some kind involved."

Twitch suddenly startles awake on the roof of the Yawning Portal and begins sprinting back towards Trollskull startling many a pigeon.

Eventually they come back in through the window and scrabble downstairs, hastily trying to look casual as they note people are present.

Sybil drops her head on the bar, next to her drink in frustration, "About the orb?"

Lussa agrees with Jeryth, "at least he suffers from it no longer.  Thank you for the information.  Please call upon me if there's anything you need and I will be in touch if I learn of anything as well."

She takes her leave and heads back to the manor.

Although you can't see her Lussa, you feel Jeryth nod. 

You return to the manor and everyone is discussing something Demalis referred to as "Wildemount," and Sybil's question about the Orb of Dragonkind found at the cave. As you enter, Roland approaches holding an envelope. "Interesting, you've all been requested to come to the Cassalanter residence for a special event." 

" Whats a Castleanter?", asked Twitch from under the table.

"They're one of the noble houses in Waterdeep," Roland says, fetching a pint for Twitch. "Raspberry ale. Try it. They're known as philanthropists in Waterdeep and they seemingly do a lot of good in the community. However, there's rumors that their wealth came at a high cost and the family has various secrets. The event they want us to attend is a special 'Midwinter in Spring' gala held tomorrow night. Apologies for the short notice, but the opera singer Aria Cavatina will be there." 

Roland pauses for a moment and watches Brew enter the back with the cooks, followed by Jaina. He turns to everyone. "I keep saying us because I was listed on the invitation by name, along with the rest of you. I'm worried that Victoro Cassalanter might know about our adventure in the vault. I recently heard he was interested in acquiring a lot of money. I'll be going of course since my name was on the invitation." 

Delmalis shrugs slightly, "I suppose we could go. Whether we want to meet other sponsors for our orphanage or more potential clients, I'd imagine both would be at this sort of thing. I'm also curious what they'd hope to offer in exchange for the coin they want. Are we supposed to go by ourselves? Or should we invite the Amcanthras? If they aren't already invited."

"If there's food there, I'm in," Meep says. "Can I bring my sister? If you want to go, I mean." 

Mabel's eyes light up. "I'd love to go. Aria Cavatina is one of my favorite singers!"

Roland nods at Demalis' suggestion. "I don't know if the Amcanthras have been invited, but I can always send a message to Lois and have her come." 

Lussa eyes narrow for a moment as thoughts race through her head, then turns to Roland, "there have been sightings of spined devils in the Castle Ward and rumors that one of the houses has a pact with a spawn of Asmodeus, could the Cassalanters be that house?"

"Anyone know where we can stash that very very dangerous orb. Preferably not on our person," Sybil question before gesturing for another drink at the bar, "Rather now go to possible devil house with it,"

Delmalis frowns, "Good point, Sybil, perhaps with the city? The open lord or with Force Grey?"

Roland thinks about it for a moment. "It'd be safest with The Blackstaff of all people, or the Watchful Order of Magists and Protectors, which I understand Meep is a member of. But since he has the orb, I think it should be up to him to decide on where it goes ... if he wants to part with it." 

Meep looks at Roland and cocks his head to the side. "We put it in the extra-dimensional bag for safe keeping - if we do give it to someone to hold, we should probably keep it in the bag, since we don't want the dragon inside to start making friends with new people. I'd be happy to make introductions at the Watchful Order of Magic and... no, that's not right... Magistrates... no, that's not it either... at the W.O.O.M.P.  There it is," Meep says, happy to have come up with an acronym that would keep him from having to remember "Watchful Order of Magists and Protectors."

Meep as you say that, you see both Roland and Mable nodding in approval at the acronym. 

"So are in agreement that we're all going to the Cassalanters?" 

"Count me in," Lussa nods, "best to get to know the families in power here, be they friend or foe, so we know who to trust and who to watch."

Delmalis nods, "Agreed, though they probably have their own other dimensional storage to use."