Satisfied with what he sees, Mr. Madison turns, to the Venture Captain. Something has you distracted, should we make our way inside so we can discuss that matter in some privacy?
"Not at all," Diya says to Mr. Madison, continuing to have the amused look. She turns to address Cassandra, Psycho, and Mr. Madison; though her gaze is focused somewhere generally to the right of Cassandra's shoulder. "Indeed, there is a rather urgent matter that you all are needed to assist with. Please, follow me and this mission can be clarified further." The Venture-Captain moves to enter the entrace to the Lodge, her dog slightly before her; a bell on its collar jingling occasionally in the still afternoon air.
Diya Akan leads the gathered Agents through the Lodge's hedge maze with ease, their path opening into a courtyard several minutes later that has a covered pavilion in the middle. The Venture-Captain motions for the group to approach the pavilion, in which two indivdiuals are sitting at a large table. A man with a large turban looks over a book with a bemused smile, while a blind-folded woman wearing Osirani garb appears to be cautiously sniffing several metal vials bearing marks of local alchemists. She mentions a name to the man while she smells each vial, though she pauses as the group approaches the table.
"Ah...the scent of blood, oil, and old books," says Tahonikepsu as a smile creeps on to her face. "This could only be our Pathfinder friends." Amenophus closes his book and pushes an ancient Azlanti coin over to her. "Should have know better than to wager with dragons..." he mutters softly. Amenophus motions to the several chairs arround the table as Tahonikepsu removes her blindfold, taking in the group with her intense purple eyes. "Please, have a seat," he says seriously now. "There are important matters to discuss.