Slevin takes the time to first study the staff, investigating the level of control that has been enacted on them. Given the opportunity he also seeks to determine if the manor has had any other guests recently.
While the manor is large, it is easily covered in one day, mostly do some restrictions placed on you. As before the cardinal's personal quarters are barred and the servants are most puzzled when you show up in the kictchen area. While nothing is said they are quiet uneasy when you move to their quarters in the basement. Here are also several locked doors. On the upper floors most room reflects those assigned to you, all varying a little. While searching the hall opposite yours you mangae to walk in and a white haired, blue eyed woman with chistled features and a somewhat cold demeanour, she is conversating with a dark haired man both looking up at the intrusion from some papers on a table. Another time you find a sparring room with a more fit man looking like the first and a somewhat muscular half-elf.
Slevin nods a greeting to those in the sparring room as he enters.
Gimlet is intrigued with the sparring.
"My skills have atrophied after years in prison. Would anyone oblige me with a sparring."
His moves not flashy, Gimlet tries to get back in fighting form.
"I am ready for our next task!!!"
Gimlet suits up and heads out.
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"Yes. I no longer have access to Holy Water from the Church of Mitra. I never could get the hang of creating it for some reason. *Giggle* She hangs her head with great sadness which does nothing to hide her smirk. "Useful stuff, just like unholy water can be unexpectedly devastating. Still the holy water would certainly add to a benign appearance."
Taking the opportunity to shake the rust off his combat ability, Slevin trains with any who are willing, honing his lethal skills back into serviceable form.