Gift ran outside in joy and hugged Blue.
"Blue how are you, I've missed you."
She let him go and gushed.
"Thank the stars you here, I was going out my mind with boredom. Mum and dad are all Babies and other than checking in on them once a day I have nothing to do, but 1st let's go see mum and dad."
Soon they popped into her parent's chambers and had a little meeting and greed. Her Dad was changing nappies and her mother was eating. But Gift did not take their time up. Dad looked tired and mum was having too much fun ordering him around.
She took Blue to the lab, it was her place of research and helped her relax as she worked on things.
"Blue, jump up in the bed and let's check your Cybernetics, see if they need a tune-up."
She looked at a screen,
"So cybernetic arm and cybernetic eyes, Let's see what the optics are like."
She ran him through dignities.
"Let's see what we can do, I think we have space in the arm to place a small power cell to recharge your energy weapons. Optic wise I think we can add better night vision with just a reprogram."
She came to blue and placed her hand on his arm.
"Or you go full-body Prosthetic, it would give you more capabilities."
In his study of the material of Xonox, Terex finds that it has remarkably high "magic radiance" property - even small amounts can be detected through lead or gold up to six inches and large amounts would be even harder to hide.
If anyone is moving this material through Sigil, a logical approach maybe the only approach, to secrecy is to do the transfer while other massively powerful event is happening. Unfortunately, this being Sigils, some cult, organization or performer summons and worships some vastly powerful spirit on a weekly or even daily (fortunately the forces of Sigil also limit their influence and expel them with an hour of their appearance). Still, this kind of event would be the perfect mask for open a massive gateway.
Knowing this, Minna, Terex and other party members who aren't busy, spend a few days visiting these various summonings, which vary from austere to truly seedy. The district known as The Underbelly is some distance from The Ghetto but of a similar quality. There, they witness an underground event like a vast rave with 100 gp admission charged by huge half-orc bouncers but with the added "entertainment" of vast shadowy black summoned and floating above, sending out maddening jolts of mental energy (you bring protection). And here, Terex can detect, close up a transfer of Xonox material happening. But it's huge area and pinning down the transferees will take some time.
Rollo confers, agrees and smiles at Terex' explanations concerning Xonox. The Sage is proud of the growth of this team (not Gift and Arlo's rabbit family alone).
There was a time when I was the magic specialist.
The Sorcerer bows in deference to Terex.
I'm really more of a generalist, you're much better at the specialized stuff, Terexaltherin replies to Rollo, even though he can't help but broadcast how pleased he is with being acknowledged.
Just afterward, he says to Arlo, I'd offer to help out more, but... He sends the mental image of one of Arlo's sons trying to pull his tail and pricking himself on the little dragon's stinger while Terex is distracted by trying to comfort the other one. ...I don't think I'd be a very good babysitter. A note of humor accompanies his thoughts.
As he studies about Xonox, Terexaltherin can't help but ponder what <Shimmer> would make of such a material. Would they be able to use such a thing as a power source for their abilities? The little dragon files this thought away for later.
Once they track down a transfer location, Terexaltherin quickly looks around to try to pick out likely locations for the transfer to be taking place. Likely it would either be somewhere that is either out of public view, or where working magic would be expected.
He passes these thoughts along to the others, then says, I'm going to check around the casters doing all the summoning and such, to see if one or more of them might be using the cover of the others to move some of this magical material.
That said, he stealthily makes his way over to the places the spellcasting is done for this event and examines the happenings, looking for any that aren't actually involved in the spectacle above.
Gift ran outside in joy and hugged Blue.
"Blue how are you, I've missed you."
She let him go and gushed.
"Thank the stars you here, I was going out my mind with boredom. Mum and dad are all Babies and other than checking in on them once a day I have nothing to do, but 1st let's go see mum and dad."
Soon they popped into her parent's chambers and had a little meeting and greed. Her Dad was changing nappies and her mother was eating. But Gift did not take their time up. Dad looked tired and mum was having too much fun ordering him around.
She took Blue to the lab, it was her place of research and helped her relax as she worked on things.
"Blue, jump up in the bed and let's check your Cybernetics, see if they need a tune-up."
She looked at a screen,
"So cybernetic arm and cybernetic eyes, Let's see what the optics are like."
She ran him through dignities.
"Let's see what we can do, I think we have space in the arm to place a small power cell to recharge your energy weapons. Optic wise I think we can add better night vision with just a reprogram."
She came to blue and placed her hand on his arm.
"Or you go full-body Prosthetic, it would give you more capabilities."
Blue raises an eyebrow. "That would be a rather drastic step. What sort of options are we talking about?"
The underground hall is vast, with maybe 20,000 humanoids of races in attendance - most of them the more idle and wealthy or their children...
The event is meant more to enthrall, to terrify, to throw into ecstasy than to damage. The ticket takers are ruthless with the true gold collected no doubt going into the fat coffers of the local
Sensate sub-faction along with profiting whoever or whatever organized the event...
The hall appears once to have been military bunker of a middle-tech level world - such thing tend to spontaneously migrate to Sigil on a regular basis. The summoning is only the final part of a day-long party, with a multitude of musical performances, dances, illusions of infernal terror and divine ecstasy, video and 3Ds of horrific war scenes and decadent orgies...
Once the summoning is announced and the manifestation begins, the party spreads out, scanning for those attempting a parallel summoning... Armaund, Rollo, Terex and all who detect magic are around the area, scanning for an extra explosion of arcane energy (and this is the tenth or twentieth event you've scanned, though no others were as decadent as this).
And as Terex flies above the celebrants who are experiencing the alternating pain and pleasure produced by the tentacled-shadow on the ceiling, he see group of ten typical looking assimar partiers rise and begin a parallel summon ritual, where they join in a circle, evoke a cylinder of substance, 20' high and 20' in diameter and then seemingly transport it again elsewhere - their leader quaffing a variety of bright-colored potions and then reading a variety of scrolls to achieve this (and Terex' magical senses tell him this is it). The group then quickly moves out, leaving the venue as quickly as possible, with Terex naturally able to stealthily follow and the rest of the party moving behind him. You trace the summoning group to the 15th floor of an apartment ten blocks away, where most of the group collapses on the floor but couple of individuals stay awake, guarding the group, smoking and nervously chatting, mostly about affairs group members are having. The room is guarded against invisibility and teleportation as well as having an alarm spell against intruders (which, as magical trap, Terex is able to disable for a few rounds).
The apartment appears to be typical of bohemian drug addicts - clothes, art words and magical materials are scattered randomly about all the rooms, the group is mostly asleep in the main room, two or three couples entwined together.
"Well if you're not going full Cyborg, we can install cybernetics into selective parts of your body. Like Wirejack tendons put more speed into you moves. Then Cybernetic ears up your hearing range. Then Dermal Plating give you some underskin protection. And an internal Biofilter, helps you fight of bugs and bad gasses."
At the event.
Gift has her protection powers running. Then she keeps close to Blue as they thin out.
Terexaltherin telepathically keeps the rest of the group updated while he tails the suspicious group. Once he's fairly certain they've gone to ground for the time being, he 'says' We could probably confront them if we wanted, but they might be jumpy. On the other claw, I could snoop around among their things and see if I can find some records, some money, something to tie them to the Dark Traders. What do all of you say?
Agreed. Anything tying them actually to the Dark Traders allows us a way in.
The Sage wonders about looking amused and bored at the same time.
** spoiler omitted **
At the event.
Gift has her protection powers running. Then she keeps close to Blue as they thin out.
A the event, Blue sticks close to Gift, but scans the area thoroughly, coordinating with the others through the meld.
At the event the party sees hundred of suspicious types of various sorts but the Assimar whom summoned are the only thing directly connected to your problem.
Following the Assimar, you can easily find an empty apartment on the same floor as Assimar to use as a homebase while Terex searches the place and you decide the next steps. The apartment seems to have been most recently used as a hair salon and has a huge supply of orange, orcish wigs.
Scanning through the refuse of the apartment, Terex has an easy time staying hidden as several rats are also looking through the stuff and the two people still on watch take no notice of any rustling.
Ten minutes of scanning finds a couple diaries.... It seems this group has been experimenting with magic, drugs and magical drugs for a while. It seems The Underbelly is a section of Sigil amenable to this kind of experimentation (where even your area, know of The Ghetto, the local sensate gang/authorities put a stop to actually dangerous experiments). The leader Jhonir, talks of an obsession with discovering a dimension "beyond good and evil" and seems to reached at least 10th level in some obscure summoning focused sorcerer bloodline (that he acquired by literally injecting a blood vial gotten at an obscure off-Sigil market). Occasionally, you see mention of higher-dimensional worlds such as the one <Shimmer is from>. For all this, these people seem unwise and arrogant rather than overtly evil.
Scanning to the end, the two diaries make only scant mention of tonight's summoning, saying no more than "we have acquired a patron" "the deal is tonight and then money won't a problem" and "our patron's needs seem base and prosaic but we need the resources"... You don't find that else much besides random magical ingredients otherwise in the refuse but looking closely, you can see Jhonir is sleeping on a bag of holding while huddled with his lover Rosheen.
she blues when he says this and looks away. suddenly shy and selfconshus.
"Well let's start with the eye."
It took a few hours but once done, Blue had his new cybernetic upgrades.
Then it was gifts turn, she jumped up onto the bed and started a scan.
Her full synthetic body can be seen on the screens Showing her complex internal systems, What is odd to blue is the level of psionic parts, She seems to have some kind of AI psion core which hold her mind. As she lays there she tests her body shifting tracking throw a number of looks.
Then she is back to her normal look.
"I suffered some damage to my core on that lass mission, linking to that many souls means overloading a few things"
mechanical arms came down with a number of special tools at the end. Opened up her chest and went inside.
Gift seems to be directing the work remotely. As she has stopped moving and was just looking ahead. Her voice came from a speaker.
"Sorry this next bit may be odd."
The arms came back in and seems to disconnect her spine and head from her body lifting it up and put until it hung overhead. Then small drones came down and started to work on the back of her skull. It did not take long something small and crystal-like was removed and a new one put in. Then the procedure was reversed and soon she was whole once more. At the end she jumped of the medi doc bed. She rolled her head and checked her neck.
"That's better, so the others are going to this event. How bout we head out early and test the work.?"
Blue does his best to keep his composure as Gift is...uh...disassembled. He can't quite keep from blinking more rapidly, and his eyebrows climb up his forehead a bit. When Gift's voice emerges from...well, not her head, which is right there on the table, he relaxes a little bit. Right, robotic, she can upload her consciousness, the body isn't necesarily important. Just really cute. Stop that. Ok, situation normal. Cute robot girl not hurt. calm. Even so, he sighs with relief when she gets off the table. "Sounds good." he says, offering his arm. "What sort of testing did you have in mind?"
If Terex finds anything significant we can then go in and interview them.
She was imprest, what she had just done was a test, testing blue if he could take her true being. He had passed with flying colors. Now for some fun.
"How about some free running, no flying or porting just arms and legs and our wits, last one to the meeting had to get the other dinner"
And she is off, out the door running for the house exit.
Terexaltherin stealthily examines what he can, noting the diaries and skimming them for relevant information. Not finding anything particularly interesting, The little dragon notes the bag and decides to try something.
First he quietly begins projecting a "don't notice me" field, then he reaches out with his telekinesis to sloooooowly grab the bag from the sleeping couple.
Arlo and Lyra continue to adjust to life with two newborns. Not even the dwarf's vaulted endurance can stop him from passing out inbetween feedings and diaper changes. The twin still have not developed a sleep schedule.
Rollo uses Dimensional door to pop in on the twins, teaching them the basic fundamentals of magic.
He pops back to the stake out eating a sandwich.
Blue takes off after Gift, not quite able to be annoyed with her for getting a head start. I mean, this is a nice view. he thinks with a smirk as he runs just behind her. His new cybernetic tendons feel remarkably natural, requiring practically no adjustment, and yet he can also feel more feedback from them than he thought possible, minutiae of energy consumption, torque stresses, etc. streaming into his mind without distracting him, somehow. Activating his vision modifications, he's immediately taken with how much more detailed everything is. As though it's been magnified, but without taking up more space in his visual field. He also notices new levels of detail in Gift's posterior, how her artificial muscles move beneath the fabric of her jeans. and I should look elsewhere before she notices me noticing. he thinks, raising his eyes to look past her, at the approaching terrain.
In the room: Terex is able to carefully massage the sleeping leader into slightly moving and then substitute a similar bag into his arms while he still remains asleep... In the bag are a number of ability-enhancing potions, a variety of dimensional foci - thirty, in fact, and 10,000 universal platinum pieces (!).
In the abandoned apartment/salon: As the party listens to Terex' communication and waits amid the hair dryers and cutting chairs, suddenly the door to the Hallway opens and five Assimar quickly walk and close it again. They're dressed finely in the outfits of noble retainers (think three-musketeers outfits, finely made and perfectly styled).
When they see the party, they do a double take... their apparent leader draws his sword and says "What is this? Squatters? Addicts? or worse... anyway, clear out, we have important business". (in the arrogant tone Assimar somehow are masters of).
In answer, Armaund smiles and gives a shrug somehow so unconcerned yet intimidating that the leaders takes several steps back. Taking a piece of parchment from a coat pocket, Armaund says "We're authorized representatives of the Sensate guild, Ghetto section, investigating the use of mind altering substances for necromantic purposes. Such things reflect badly on the Guild. Perhaps we can work with you. What is your purpose?" at which point another of the retainers says defensively "We are here to rescue a noble's daughter from the clutches of these addicts. Once we have her, you are welcome to the rest.
As Armaund bluffs them.
Gift instantly powers up Read Thoughts, she is both looking for the girl's name and looking in this men's mind and then the girl herself.
Once she has her she will go over to her. And uses Mind Control if she gets control she will implant herself and a friend of the girl.
"Kind sirs, we did but come here for fun but to late found it a nest of vipers, as well as Lord Mra Von, my father would pay will to see me saved from such a den vice"
Then to the girl
"Yuroma come we are saved, get up, we must away"
Rollo smiles at the funny dressed aasimars. The dhampir begins expounding on the merits os sanitation and proper clean air.
Health is important for these types of things. Don't you ass-a-mars agree.
I got a bunch of planar foci off of one of these people, Terexaltherin silently reports to the others, unaware of what's happening with them. I'm going to get out now. This should at least give us some clues where they're sending things.
The little dragon carefully creeps back out of the room.
As Terex leaves, Minna sends back the message, "I think we will need to talk to them. They're just tools of the traders even if they have some magic themselves. We don't know for sure where they're sending the stuff but we're guessing it's going to Morphosano, from Xonox but we want their contact or this won't be worth it"
And as Armaund and Rollo banter with the retainers in the abandoned hair salon, Gift steps from the group and attempts to teleports into the room where the group of bohemians is sleeping. She able to locate Yuroma and take control/step-into her mind.
Gift, brings Yuroma back out with her to the hunting party,
"Here kind Sirs is Yuroma, she is under the influence of the cocktail of drugs and magic these wastrels take, so she is a little unresponsive. But at least she will go with you with little resistance."
She hands her over to the ass-a-mars.
I suppose. Terexaltherin pokes his head out and sees the others occupied. Looks like that's going to have to wait, though. Anything you need me to do to get those guys to leave you alone?
A note of humor enters his mental voice. Some untraceable noises, maybe, or slowly lifting one of their hats?
One of the assimars takes Yuroma and lets her sit in one of the salon chairs. The assimar who spoke earlier softens his tone and says "Excellent, the local constabulary comes through. It would be good to interview her no-good-companions but that may not be necessary. Also, I can offer you a reward of 2000 universal gold. I am Dansting, chief retainer of Lord Mra Von" He takes out a small purse and hands it to anyone who wishes to take it as his group prepares to leave.
At that point, you hear a door slam open and a voice shouts, "They will pay, I tell you, they will pay, our reward and my materials and Yuroma! Search the area - it is probably useless but you never know."
Inside, Dansting chuckles, "It might well be entertaining face these cads..." and his group prepares to open the door.
Gift takes the coin and it vanishes from sight.
"Always good to do Business. Tell Lord Mra Von that
Gift Fitzroy-Brighthammer helps him out. Always good to have contacts in high places."
Then as the commotion starts. She asks the Assmar
"Take Jhonir and go, we will deal with them"
As she shifts her looks to be just like Yuroma, and orders Yuroma, to swop clothing with her. Once ready she ports back into the rooms looking for Jhonir. Staggering about as if stoned
Gift takes the coin and it vanishes from sight.
"Tell Lord Mra Von that Gift Fitzroy-Brighthammer helps him out. Always good to have contacts in high places."
Then as the commotion starts. As she shifts she looks to be just like Yuroma, and orders Yuroma, to swap clothing with her. Once done she lets the mind control end, but not before she did a fast scan of her personality.
She tells the Assmars
"Take Jhonir and go, we will deal with them"
To the group v the link.
::"Lets try a little subterfuge"::
Now ready she head back into the rooms looking for Jhonir. Staggering about as if stoned.
Rollo also stumbles druggedly outside.
Gift walks over ot the flats music box and turns it on, she takes it over and plays this.
As it plays she rocks back and forth looking very stonned.
Terex cautiously positions himself near a corner, ready to 'accidentally reveal himself while running around it' if it seems the group needs a distraction, and otherwise being ready to contribute to what happens with his telepathic abilities.
Blue resets his hat of disguise to look like the sort of people who are in that area. He moves around listlessly, but subtly keeps an eye Gift's direction to ensure nothing goes awry for her.
As soon as the retainers step outside into the Hallway with Yuroma, Jhonir and his group sees them and Jhonir shouts "Yuroma" and waves his hands and two immense gorilla-like creatures who grapple two of the five. The other retainers rush at the Bohemian and battle begins but all the retainers look they will soon be webbed and grappled by the large group who use magic freely on them. Getting a command from Gift Yuroma rushes back into the room to change clothes but Gift realizes this would take far too and jumps to the other original the Jhonir's group was - where a couple bohemian are still hanging out. At which point, one of them shouts "Hey Jhonir, Yuroma is back".
At this point, in the hallway, Jhonir is glaring at the retainers held by the gorillas and saying "Where is my bag? If I don't get my bag, you'll soon be squeezed to nothing" while the fight with the other retainers continue. (It's clear Jhonir is more interested in the bag than Yuroma and assumes the disappearance of the two is connected).
As Rollo and Blue walk out in disguise, one of bohemians says "You see any other squares skulking around here. We've lost some important magic" A few other doorways open and other locals look out.
At this point, Armaund broadcast telepathically: "This has gone on long enough, I think, give the word and I'll body slam someone and change the tone of things. It's a shame I wouldn't fit in the hallway...
Gift Rushes to change clothing
::"Ill have her changed in a moment then we can get her out of here. Let's see if we can keep from harming."::
Terexaltherin sees how things are going and decides it's time to intervene.
He stashes the stolen bag in a dark corner and tags it with his "don't notice me" power (DC 17 Will to see it even if you're looking at it--it's mind-effecting rather than invisibility, note) then returns to where he can see the battle, though he does his best to remain hidden.
Focusing his mind, he broadcasts a telepathic laugh. It's not every day that *both* sides of a fight are in over their heads! he 'says'. You, Jhonir, don't even know who actually took your bag. It's quite the interesting collection of things--a nice payment for the simple task of dooming thousands you don't know to die, really. I wonder if you even know what that Xonox material is being used for?
But I think we can come to an arrangement. You want your bag back. I want information. A more... pleasant way of resolving this conflict than showing what *else* I've snuck in here other than a thief, wouldn't you think?
As he finishes, he sends to only the party, Be ready for a show of force if needed. I'd rather no one died, and this guy seems like he might squeeze his captives just to flex his magic muscles.
Rollo seems to grin showing his incisors at the bohemians.
You probably should just lie down while we walk away before s#%! really gets serious!
He casts Toppling Magic Missile at 5 of them!
Rollo appears and knocks down three of Bohemians, including Jhonir. At that point the retainers break loose and head back into the hair salon where ran Yuroma back to.
Inside the hair salon: The three retainers confront Yuroma and Gift looking like Yuroma just the clothes exchange finishes. They are begin shouting "What is the meaning of this!" and similar things but are too confused to otherwise act.
Outside in the hall: Armaund charges out into the hall as the retainers leave the hallway and heaves Jhonir into a loose headlock. Jhonir shouts:"We talk, we bargain, we are flexible" ("we are flexible" is actually a common Sigil saying) and to the other bohemians "Halt but be ready" they let a third retainer go but two are held by the gorilla. The bohemians stand (and lie), alert but not hostile (you can they have wands as well as swords and one has some high tech gun, these are held down but ready). The Dansting, still held by the infernal gorilla, cries "Let me go, I only wish to return Yuroma home and have no other disagreement with you."
In the Bohemians room:Strange music continues to play...
(The gorillas are just holding the remaining retainers, for now)
She orders Yuroma to the three retainers and as she does she says.
"Shut up!, now take Yuroma and get her the hells out of here NOW!. I will run interference and free the other retainers, now GO!"
Her eyes flow blue as she says this.
She focuses on one of the gorillas.
I suspect you don't want my friend to test the limits of your flexibility, Terexaltherin 'says', dark threat simmering beneath the words. Like I said, what we want is information. Where you get the Xonox material. Where you send it. When you'll pick up the next shipment and when you'll send it along.
Blue cocks his head toward Rollo. "You should listen to the man. He know what he's talking about." Unseen beneath his disguise, he readies his arm-pistol in case it's needed.
The three retainers in the hair salon grab Yuroma and hustle her out of the apartment and down the hallway from the action. Jhonir says resignedly "Yes, I made that deal but it was only me and Rosheen who knew, I will tell everything" Then with more energy "... but the others are innocent, let them go...go!" and that point the Bohemians, other than Rosheen and Jhonir, start to runway. "And I will let these other go.. and the gorillas vanish and the remaining retainers also run.
Gift shifts back to her normal form and stands down.
::"I will leave the interrogation with you Rollo."::
Rollo smiles.
Where you get the Xonox material. Where you send it. When you'll pick up the next shipment and when you'll send it along.
Only Rosheen, Jhonir and the party are left and the party sensibly moves from the hallway where various doors are half-open back to the empty hair salon. Jhonir sits and attempts to answer the questions while Rosheen sits looking worried.
"It began with my research. I had found several interesting dimensions but I was getting nowhere. I met a dancer, heavily tattooed, who gave me a special silver gray dimensional focus. I used it to seek the Caves of Kalos. There, I met a shadowy figure who I knew would offer me great riches for favor. The figure gave me a gray-white focus and a golden red focus. I was to use the gray-white focus to receive the material and the golden-red focus to send. I did not know what I was receiving or where it would arrive. I was to do this with the utmost secrecy, hidden by the noise and the magic of the event. It seems I failed. Anyway, I did not plan to contact the figure of The Cave of Kalos again." gives more related details and stops.
Armaund looks at him. "But you could and perhaps you will"
Telepathically to the party :We could seek the source in Xonox using one focus or we could attempt another deal and another shipment and sabotage it.
::"Can someone give me the bag, I want to scan its owners":;
If she gets given it, she uses object-reading
Terexaltherin telepathically directs Gift to where he's hidden the bag.
I don't trust making a deal with this guy that involves him going out of our sight, he informs the rest of the group. Let's just take the foci he mentioned and let him go.
She goes to the foci and retrieves it unseen if possible.
::"He was exploiting a young woman, and getting her hucked on drugs, to be honest, I would much rather hack his mind and rip out what we need. While making it really painful while doing it."::
There is an undertone of anger in her thoughts, she is not joking.
Gift looked very much like the young lady they had just saved, weak and vulnerable but for the fact Gift's eyes glowed blue with anger that said 'here was a young woman with a very real ability to harm.'
But instead, she places her hand on the foci and starts to scan it.
Rosheen has been softly crying as things proceed. At one point she says "We did it all together, if you must punish him, punish me also."
Then things proceed as Gift begins her reading of the foci. The full reading requires several hours - it's already late at night but the party has great stamina.
Last owner: Jhonir son of Parnegus
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Race: Assimar
Obtain: was given by Darceus the Dance
Previous owner: Darceus the Dance (you sense a fleshy, friendly, manipulative presence)
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Race: human - with giant blood
Obtained: Given by Mardus The Arranger
Previous owner: Mardus The Arranger (you sense a dark, calculating entity, weaving a thousand destructive schemes)
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Race: Osinean (an ancient and nearly unknown race)
Obtained: Purchased in The Spades Market deep in the Red District of Sigil.
(and the thread become less important...)
Last owner: Jhonir son of Parnegus
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Race: Assimar
Obtain: was given by Mardus The Arranger
Previous owner: Mardus The Arranger (you sense a dark, calculating entity, weaving a thousand destructive schemes)
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Race: Osinean (an ancient and nearly unknown race)
Obtained: Given by Cha-ra
Previous owner: Char-ra (a power lich, other qualities hidden)
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Race: Undead ex-human
Obtain: Forged
As the reading proceeds, Minna taps her foot slightly nervously and plays with a complex puzzle involving twenty different metal pieces. Armaund takes out a pipe and smokes for a bit, then goes through the abandoned apartment and somehow finds a pot and pitcher and brews a coffee-like drink for the party. Finally, he animates the smoke, showing pictures of the mountains of the land of Oomsata. "There, that mountain I was born on. I know every rock. But it was lost, long ago."