"Now that you suggested it. I'll ask Margaret for a second one." Abomentolor replies.
"Don't look at me." Tauriell replies. "I'm not going to wear that." she tells pointing at Abomentolor.
Faerveren looks puzzled.
Margaret returns with a stroller. It is like a cradle on two foot large wheels with a canopy and a handle to push it on the opposite side.
"As you can see, this is a well cared for stroller and I want it back in the same pristine condition." Margaret demands.
"I hope our baby doesn't puke but besides that we'll make sure you get it back in the same condition." Tauriell replies. "And we need a second bonnet for Miss what's your name?" she asks Faerveren.
"It's Miss Deverin for you." Faerveren replies giving Tauriell a glare for ordering a bonnet.
Abomentolor takes the bonnet from Faerveren and puts it on himself.
Margaret does as told and returns with another bonnet and a matching apron. "I found this wonderful set." she says holding it out to Faerveren.
"I'm going to look like my own grandma!" Faerveren protests. "And what good is this disguise anyway?"
Abomentolor casts reduce person on himself and stretches his arms out towards Tauriell.
Tauriell picks him up, puts him into the stroller and tucks him in with the blankets. "Now hurry and do your babysitter job you're paid for. I'll meet you two at the Shadow Clock."
Faerveren at first looks totally confused in disbelief. Then she starts laughing out loud. "That is hilarious."
She grabs the bonnet and the apron and puts them on. "Don't worry little baby. Your mummy loves you even though you're ugly." she jokes still bursting into laughs.
"Haha. Very funny. Now hurry, this spell won't last forever." Abomentolor replies.
"What do you mean?" Faerveren asks coming to the conclusion herself after a few moments. "You bluffed me!"
"Congratulations for finding out. Can we now go? To the shadow clock please." Abomentolor demands.
Faerveren is torn between despising and adoring the gnome. When his maliciousness is pointed at her it's no fun. But she would love to be able to pull of this s!%* too.
But for now she pushes the the stroller along the way through town towards the ramp down to Underbridge.
Tauriell does some parcour training going in a straight line in direction of the Irespan. Once there she climbs over the edge and tries to move under the bridge to the Shadow Clock. But she fails on the way and falls down into the streets of Underbridge.
With the fall ending soft with a feather fall.
Walking the rest of the way she enters the shadow clock. "Hi. You should start looking busy. Abomentolor comes in a few minutes to check if his tavern is already complete."
"That's crazy! You don't build a tavern in a day." Isabella replies. "That will take weeks if not month to complete."
"I guess crazy is Abomentolor's second name. Also the fact that he got killed yesterday might have had some effects on his sense of time." Tauriell explains.
Isabella looks at Tauriell as if she were crazy too. "If we had already opened the tavern you would for sure get no more alcoholic beverages."
"We'll see. I'll be upstairs if someone needs me." Tauriell replies with a grin. Then she walks over to the wall and simply climbs up the tower.
At the top of the tower besides the clockwork stands Artoo. He is almost done with his work but on the floor lie two large iron weights with the remains of some rotten rope.
Tauriell sets her backpack down and gets out the silken rope. "You want that?"
Artoo springs into action again and fastens the rope at a cylinder and turns it until almost half of the rope is wound up. Then he cuts the rope and repeats that with another cylinder and the other half of the rope. Finally he ties the two weights to the ropes and carefully lowers them. As the ropes are pulled tight the clockwork is set into motion. The balance wheel starts turning slowly swinging. The swing motion becomes more lively with every turn it takes until it starts to hit it's boundaries creating the typical click-clack noise.
"Hey cool! You did it!" Tauriell exclaims. "But it is quite noisy. Maybe something has to be done about that when I finally sleep in this room. But what time is it now? We need to set the clock." she asks looking at Artoo. But he doesn't answer. "Hmmm. I need to get a reference. But not now."
She takes a seat in the middle of the room and with the shard she creates the interior like she would like to have.
After a while Faerveren reaches the shadow clock with her stroller. "Good morning." she greets Isabella and the carpenters.
"Good morning ma'm. We have not open yet. Please stay out of the tower until then. It is dangerous here." Isabella replies.
"Hehe. *Dangerous*" Abomentolor parrots Isabella. He crawls out of the blanket and jumps out of the stroller. He takes off the bonnet and throws it into the stroller.
"Now let's see what progress you made here."
"What charade is that?" Isabella asks surprised.
"There are things that are REALLY dangerous. Like that assassin that killed me yesterday. And now I'm not allowed to kick some asses but have to stay out of sight." the gnome replies.
"But I brought you someone here to get this thing here speeded up. This is Miss Deverin. She has some good connections to something with beer. Work together with her to get this stuff here done."
Abomentolor then turns to the carpenters and looks how far they came already.
"He got killed?" Isabella asks Faerveren.
"That's what I was told. I didn't stand beside him." Faerveren replies.
"Ok." Isabella replies looking at Abomentolor.
Turning back to Faerveren she says "I'm Isabella." and offers her hand. "And you are from the Deverin family?"
"Yes, I am." Faerveren replies and takes the offered hand.
"I'm responsible to set up a tavern here. I guess you have some connections to the Fancy Reefclaw?" Isabella asks.
"Yes. Why do you ask?" Faerveren replies.
"Because Abomentolor said I should see how you can help to finish that quicker. I want my own brewery in here. Therefore I need the equipment and besides that I need some other brewery to deliver some other beers to have a selection. What can you do to help with that?" Isabella asks.
"I know some people. If you have money I can introduce you to someone who builds such equipment. And the beer of the Fancy Reefclaw everyone can buy. Besides that I don't think I can help beyond that." Faerveren says but it is more a "I don't want to help more."
"That is quite some help. About the money I have to ask Abomentolor but I guess he has enough of it." Isabella answers.
As time goes by.
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Abomentolor enjoys the time being wheeled around. He spends his time annoying the artisans and Faerveren. About the tavern he lets them do as they please but he insists that he gets some "improvements" that let him look larger like an elevated walkway behind the bar. As it would be a pain in the ass for everybody else it was agreed on to make that hinged. On the third floor, above the tavern on first and the storage and brewery on second floor he has his sleeping room built. Which is mostly a wooden floor, a bed, a shelf, and a large chest. Besides that he buys the diamond dust necessary to cure the side effects of being dead for him and Jimmy.
Gwenhwyfar and her mum go on a shopping spree. They order curtains in sky blue color with a golden sun motive with Abomentolors tailor. They buy beautiful candlestands on the bazar. They search for quite some time and ask a lot of people until they find a representative copy of The Birth Of Light And Truth in some antiques shop. And they order golden curtain rods at the Most Excellent Order Of Smiths. As everything is prepared and bought Gwenhwyfar brings Fiona back to Sandpoint.
As soon as enough space is built that has doors to be closed the orphanage is moved to the new rooms. This still means sleeping in a common room but it frees up the temple. There a lot of cleaning has to be done. With magical cleaning at hand this is a lot easier but it reveals the damages that the building took over the years. The building gets a new layer of harl and a chalking making the building bright white on the in and outside. The holy book gets placed on the central altar. The curtains are placed with the golden rods at the walls. For the windows Gwenhwyfar paints scenes showing stories from Sarenrae's holy book and one she drew according to Fiona's description. These windows are the last pieces to be finished. But as they are finished and installed coloured glass piece after piece it looks like a big mistake. With the little light in Underbridge the insight of the temple is almost dark.
The side rooms of the temple are restored as sleeping chambers and the kitchen is adjusted to the needs of a few people who shall live here and operate the temple.
Tauriell takes her time creating illusions of her new room in the Shadow Clock and then going on the bazar and through the shops of Magnimar searching for the stuff she'd like. She repeats that for a lot of days ordering the things that she decided on. Once the stairs built into the tower finally reach her room she shows the illusion to the three artisans to make it real. Or at least the wooden construction part of it.
Faerveren makes the best of her situation. Once she finds out how Abomentolor ticks she enjoys teasing him as her baby. On the other side she enjoys being the emissary of a temple to build doing the contracts with the Fancy Reefclaw as a customer. Insisting on all the treatment with dégustation for her and Isabella and a tour through the brewery. Oh how she enjoys standing above Golliver Haskinswurth in that situation where he can't afford to treat her patronizingly.
Isabella has the time of her life. With Abomentolor's money and Faerveren's connections she can set up the perfect temple for Cayden Cailean. And with the good conditions she got for the beer deliveries she'll be able to attract quite the amount of worshippers there everyday. Even her small brewery takes shape even though it will take quite some time for her to come up with a brew that is worth the hassle. Until then she is going to have Cayden Happy Hour once a month to serve her tries for free.
Captain Acacia Uriana has the means to extract the information about the one who ordered the assassination of Abomentolor from his murderer. Which was only a figurehead. But that figurehead was fast to sing when offered the choice between jail for delivering the coins or public hanging for ordering an assasination. After that easy part it got tough. How to hang the head of the most influential sczarny group without having a war on the streets. But she knows her way in these circles. After getting the mayor's approval she offers the thieves guild a choice. Either handing over Jaster Frallino to face justice for murdering a member of high society and finding someone new to take the leadership of the Gallowed. Which led to quite an uproar especially since Jaster Frallino was sitting at the table. Or having Abomentolor Goblinburner the victim of this murder appointed as chief of the guard in Underbridge. And the City Watch handing him the money and equipment to have some hundred men at arms to solve that problem himself. As everyone heard the name Abomentolor Goblinburner already and could imagine how all of their business would go up in flames it was a rather short 'discussion'. And Captain Uriana got a parting present. Bound, struggling and with a ribbon on top. Appointing Abomentolor was therefore called off.
As the temple is finally finished - and it is Sunday - Gwenhwyfar brings her mum to have the official opening of the temple. As there is still an official from the church of Sarenrae missing to acknowledge all this she decides to do it with just her friends attending. So she invited Jimmy, Tauriell, Abomentolor, Niamh, Carl, Ernard, Thomas and Rosanna.
And to have a little more ceremonial character for that Gwenhwyfar asked Niamh to practise a few worship songs with some of the kids from the orphanage to have them as a choir. They open the service with a song praising the sun accompanied by Niamh playing the violin.
Gwenhwyfar stands in front of the congregation. "Thank you for coming. This means a lot to me and I'm glad to be here together with you my friends for this important moment. And now my mum, Mrs. Fiona Samsley will consecrate this temple again."