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Looking to Kornel, he does ask "Would you have time to look and see if there is anything more you can do about my wound? I think it is just bruises now, but it would be good if I could be completely healed by morning."
"Absolutely, friend. Bruises would not look flattering when we talk with townsfolk, ah hah," Kornel jests rather emotionlessly yet still with a smirk on his lips.
"It is a good thing we have such a large budget, eh?" he says, changing the topic. "It sounds like there are many people we could hire. Makes me want to just take the easy route and get all of them."
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Jayma's confusion is understandable but is caused by a small sample size. Zabu's actual type is "female, humanoid and willing." While Junissa is definitely the first 2, her foreboding demeanor suggests that he doesn't have much chance...or would have to work harder than he's interested in doing.
"How can the richest farmer in town not have any animals? I'm no dirtgrubber myself but even I know you need something to pull your plows," he says.
But as the group starts to move, he does too.
"A hunting lodge. Now that sounds interesting. I wouldn't mind seeing what's actually worth hunting around here. Giant mosquitos and big lizards just don't cut it with me."
He joins Meadow and Bessama as they head out but throws a wink back at Lotte.
"I'll be back soon enough. Keep a bed warm for me."
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"Shagrat, weren't you listening?"
Perhaps it is me being silly for expecting them to listen. I wonder if they consider not listening to plans being part of their recklessness?
"Narsen has already has the wood at Braderock's. We just need to pay for what we need."
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Bemused, Lotte shrugs off Zabu's suggestions she proceeds to cleaning.
As you head out Mask Narsen does so as well, "I am confident in your success and look forward to seeing your progress in a few weeks hence. I would suggest you work toward getting that main gate restored. A fort's not much good without a door to close." He confirms and does what is is able to attend to your needs as he returns to the dock and leaves you to your mission.
"I am more than a little surprised that you requested my aid," Bessama comments. "Or that missus Mayar would allow it even after serving her family for several years. We should move quickly though before she has a change of heart and begins hunting me down." She gives a smile as she directs you to the small nearby hunting lodge.
There is a man outside tanning some animal furs as you approach. He is a middle aged human clothed with earth-toned clothing he seems to have tracked down and hunted himself. It rises up to meet you as he takes notice. As he opens his mouth you can see that his teeth are all stained brown as Bessama introduces you, "Plisken, sir? This are some of the Pathfinders we have been told about."
He gives an appraising look at the present members and comments, "well you lot do look stronger than I thought. I was expecting more people who spent their days inside reading books!" He guffaws revealing his stained teeth clearly as he goes on, "well I set aside the time to be here to help with your little project. Would normally be out in the woods hunting and would rather be out there, but the bit of coin will help settle that right quick, I'll let you know!" He gives another smile, "although, I might think differently if you came here taking my work. Saw you dragging that game back and immediate my mind went to thinking, 'these people are going to have you build a fort while they clear out the woods!' He laughs it off, clearly joking around.
The town not being that large Shagrat is easily able to find the cooperage even the lumber is mentioned. There is a large stack of cut wood piled under cover near the cooperage. The building is a combination of home and workshop, but it isn't very lively as the sounds of only a single worker sounds through the air cutting some of the wood.
He is a another human, a man in his early thirties with wide arms, strong jaw and a shaved head. Still he nearly falls over immediately as he sets aside his work to address your approach. "Ah! Yes! Customers!
Pathfinders! Boss!" He calls out widely seeking out the right answer. He continues with a nervous stammer, "I hope everything is looking good, I am ready to start work tomorrow."
He blanches a bit at he quickly works to correct what he clearly sees a dramatic error on the phrasing of his part, "Unless you need me tonight, I'm happy to start what I'm able. If you need it, I'll make sure it is done!"
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Jayma's confusion is understandable but is caused by a small sample size. Zabu's actual type is "female, humanoid and willing." While Junissa is definitely the first 2, her foreboding demeanor suggests that he doesn't have much chance...or would have to work harder than he's interested in doing.
(Plisken the Brown)'... Saw you dragging that game back and immediate my mind went to thinking, 'these people are going to have you build a fort while they clear out the woods!' He laughs it off, clearly joking around.
Jayma had joined Meadow and Bessama on their visit to Plisken the trapper and couldn't help but be delighted by the man's demeanor. A welcome change from the others they'd met so far in Prophet’s Rest. Laughing along with Plisken's joke, she smacks him playfully on the forearm, and says, "Oh how very amusing, Mr Brown; you are a card I see. ha ha"
Once the laughter dies down, she continues, "But you needn't worry too much about us taking your job; the lizard in question is the result of a little contretemps we had at the fort earlier today while we were evicting the previous tenants. I doubt we'll be making a habit of it." Jayma beams him a smile. "It is in fact because of the lizards that we're here, I believe."
Jayma then jabs Meadow in the thigh with an elbow to indicate that it was her turn to say something.
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Bemused, Lotte shrugs off Zabu's suggestions she proceeds to cleaning.
As you head out Mask Narsen does so as well, "I am confident in your success and look forward to seeing your progress in a few weeks hence. I would suggest you work toward getting that main gate restored. A fort's not much good without a door to close." He confirms and does what is is able to attend to your needs as he returns to the dock and leaves you to your mission.
"Um...Mask Narsen. Why was Priest of the Third Step Lumley so mean to us when we got off of the boat? We didn't do anything to him."
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"I am more than a little surprised that you requested my aid," Bessama comments. "Or that missus Mayar would allow it even after serving her family for several years. We should move quickly though before she has a change of heart and begins hunting me down." She gives a smile as she directs you to the small nearby hunting lodge.
"Why of course we want your aid Bessama. I bet you know plenty about the people and happenings around here. For now though tell me about yourself. What's your story? How did you start working at the Inn? Do you like working for Ms Lotte? Is she nice?"
Meadow glances at Zabu and frowns.
"Um...Is she married?"
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At the Hunter's Lodge
There is a man outside tanning some animal furs as you approach. He is a middle aged human clothed with earth-toned clothing he seems to have tracked down and hunted himself. It rises up to meet you as he takes notice. As he opens his mouth you can see that his teeth are all stained brown as Bessama introduces you, "Plisken, sir? This are some of the Pathfinders we have been told about."He gives an appraising look at the present members and comments, "well you lot do look stronger than I thought. I was expecting more people who spent their days inside reading books!"
"I do like to read books. Particularly pathfinder chronicles but..."
She glances back at Silence.
"Well Silence and I aren't allowed in the library anymore after just a teeny tiny mixup. Silence still hadn't quite figured out about familiars yet and when he saw a mouse in the library he flew over to catch it. Fortunatly for that witch lady the mouse managed to get away but Silence kept chasing him. I tried to stop him but I bumped into a wizard working on his spellbook and, well...we knocked over a bookcase. It wasn't that bad really."
Meadow blushes.
"Well except that bookcase knocked over another bookcase and that one knocked over another and before I knew it there were six bookcases on the floor and books everywhere and I think that wizard's ink spilled all over his spellbook and well it was kinda bad. Anyway the head librarian kicked us out even though I offered to clean everything up and said that we can't come back. That wizard called Silence a menace and me a walking catastrophe."
He guffaws revealing his stained teeth clearly as he goes on, "well I set aside the time to be here to help with your little project. Would normally be out in the woods hunting and would rather be out there, but the bit of coin will help settle that right quick, I'll let you know!" He gives another smile, "although, I might think differently if you came here taking my work. Saw you dragging that game back and immediate my mind went to thinking, 'these people are going to have you build a fort while they clear out the woods!' He laughs it off, clearly joking around.
Meadow doesn't quite get the joke.
"Oh no! We won't clear out your woods. Well, Silence will need to hunt down some mice and lemmings and maybe a rabbit if he gets lucky but that's it."
Meadow is distracted by one of the already tanned furs and steps over to feel it.
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"It is in fact because of the lizards that we're here, I believe."
Jayma then jabs Meadow in the thigh with an elbow to indicate that it was her turn to say something.
Meadow looks up from the fur with a startled expression.
"Oh yes. The geckos. We actually managed to catch three more of those and we were wondering if maybe you had any experience with animal training. I read in one of the pathfinder chronicles that the Iruxi, those are the lizardmen, will use giant lizards as beasts of burden. Well it seemed kind of mean to just kill the poor things since we were the ones that invaded their home so could you please train them? I'll help. Silence will help too!"
Silence flaps his wings.
Narsen makes an apologetic gesture as he states, "it may not be as it seems. Priest Lumley is a caretaker of this village and the successes and failures reflect on him, as will your task will do so on myself. It is the pressure of the priesthood to ensure the health of their community. Working with him I'm certain you will see the positivity within."
Brekovi gets out his notes and talks to the man about challenges he sees.
Braderock calms somewhat taking a breath as immediately seems relieved not leaping to work immediately. He is able to review a lot of the requirements of the tasks needed to make the fort habitable. He is wary of telling you anything bad or stating anything will take a long time and he apologize any time he is forced to. Most of the the tasks will take somewhere between six to twelves person-days with some variance due to chance.
She takes a glance to the ground as she modestly answers, "well I do know a bit of everything here."
"I admit I only work at there due to troubles I had years back with illness and the like. Over a few years I was buried by debt and I could never escape it. Eventually to force me to pay back what I owed I ended up here under the employ of the Mayars."
"The Mayars, Lotte and her sons are, she punctuations with a pause as she seeks to find the right word. "Well, they are strict and like to keep my busy!" She forces a smile as she continues to explain as it turns into a quiet bit of gossip, "Lotte works hard to keep everything in perfect shape rain or shine. Her sons though... Mikkel is a hard worker, but prefers to work where he he doesn't need to meet with others. So that work falls to me. And Wilfred ... has skill, but he does have a issue of desire to work. That is how he lost his apprenticeship. So I need to take on the work he doesn't want to do."
"They just want to make sure everything is complete and is my responsibly to keep anything from getting lost or forgotten." She tries to play it off and keep a cheerful demeanor as to her workload.
She takes advantage of the question of her marriage to jump into another topic. "She was married, but Mr. Mayar was gone before I arrived. She doesn't talk about him much though, at least with me."
Plisken's laugh echoes again as Jayma joins in and banters. "Well I'm glad to hear that I'll be able to keep my job around here! Hopefully there aren't any more of those cont-temp things."
He laughs at Meadow's story and offers his own commentary, "that is why they need to get out more. Can't handle a little animal in their business for a little moment. Things I love to live for!'
Thinking the subject of the geckos he runs his hand through his hair to warm up his thoughts. He shakes his head though as he says, "while I love the idea, I'm far better at hunting a beast than teaching to sit and play fetch. I mean, I don't know how Sylvina handles all her critters. Although I admit that things are a big enough mess at my station without me caring for a bunch of beasts I tell you what?" She gives a laugh as the imagery passes through his mind.
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Plisken gestures across the way answering Meadow. "You know! Sylvina!" For a moment it seems clear that he feels this answer is sufficient before realizing it is not. "Sylvina Norritch is the wise woman in town. Runs Knicks and Knacks selling healing creams and charms. She carries her load of pets with her. I say it would be a bit of a mess, but I manage to get there without any help." He gives a boisterous laugh along with his commentary settling down as he slaps his hand to his hip.
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Kornel heads out on his own, seeking out Wilfred the carpenter, the location of whom he had asked from Wilfred's mother, Lotte the innkeeper. Kornel's intention is to ascertain that the Pathfinder group has the carpenter's support the following day, and to find out what manner of fellow the carpenter is.
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"That's really between her and her husband, not her and me," Zabu answer's Meadow's question about Lotte's matrimonial status.
He listens with a sympathetic ear to Bessama's story. "That's a shame. Just because you're working for them doesn't mean that they should get to shirk their own work. If you just need work, maybe once the lodge is finished you can get a job with us."
"Maybe we can talk about it a bit more later. In private."
He grins at Plisken when they get to his lodge. "I can't promise I won't hunt out your woods, but I won't do it on purpose. I'm just that good. But we'll be dealing with that heap of rocks up there for a while and probably leaving soon after so you don't have to worry too much about me getting bored."
"Maybe when I get a break, we can head out together. Find something challenging. Hunting rabbits and lizards isn't very entertaining."
Kornel heads out on his own, seeking out Wilfred the carpenter, the location of whom he had asked from Wilfred's mother, Lotte the innkeeper. Kornel's intention is to ascertain that the Pathfinder group has the carpenter's support the following day, and to find out what manner of fellow the carpenter is.
Kornel is able to find Wilfred within the meeting room within the Inn. There the reddish haired man sits back in a chair, eats some of the leftover food while throwing darts at the wall. His body is of a heavy build and likely would be impressive if for some training. He glances toward Kornel and starts to get up as he looks past toward where Mask Narsen was. Not seeing the Mask, Kornel returns to his seat and continues toward his game. He heaves a sigh as though merely interacting with Kornel is a massive task as he says, "I heard you were done for the day. Can't get any work done. What do you want from me?"
Brekovi offers some insights on what he noticed and works with Braderock to figure out which tasks will be more difficult than others.
Braderock is worried about disappointing you, but working with him Brekovi has a reasonable idea of the difficulty of the tasks. Overall the difficulty with the construction is low, just costing in resources and time. Most of the tasks Brekovi could reliably succeed with and with the aid of Braderock or some other specialist could almost guarantee success.
A few tasks stand out as slightly more complicated, although still almost trivialized by the skill Brekovi shows in the analysis. While he would likely succeed on leading those efforts, there is a minor chance of failure on them.
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"Blessed be Razmir, friend," Kornel greets the surly carpenter. "Heh, some of this Razmir stuff is starting to stick with me. A living god, imagine that. Wonder what those Thirty-One Steps must have been. Couldn't have been easy, eh?"
"Ah, relax," he assures, "I am just checking that you are with us tomorrow. There is much work to be done, and we are, ah, counting on your support. Go to bed early like a good Razmiran, eh?"
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As the group discusses plans for rebuilding the fort and which tasks need to be completed, Shagrat takes great interest in all the trash and debris that need to be cleaned out of various areas.
"Goblins like to have dump for all the trash in one place. When we clean it up, Shagrat say we put all in once place so if anyone need anything later, they find it easy. Or get dinner."
Shagrat does point out that under the collapsed stairs might be a good place for the garbage dump. In fact, they could potentially use some of the debris from other areas to prop up the stairway.
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As he concludes the talks with Braderock, Brekovi thanks the crafter for his patience and insight. He then explains that based on what was said, it would take a day to clear away debris before he could get started on the work.
"Feel free to come by and make your own measurements, but it is clear that you will not be able to start the actual work until the day after tomorrow. If you have any questions that come up, get them to me by tomorrow morning and I will seek answers while i am helping to clear the debris."
He would inform the stonemason of the same thing when he got back to the inn, apologizing for the oversight on his part. He would give the same offer with respect to getting answers or allowing them to look at the sight.
He would also go up to the room of the Manaro family, knocking on the door and asking to speak to Avan. He would discuss the plans with the man and see how much of the work he wants to take on -- either as paid laborer or skilled craftsman's. He would explain how some tasks are unpaid and he would not expect them to take the unpaid work.
Bessama blushes a bit as she declares, "you are so kind. I certainly don't deserve the help you offer, but I'm so very grateful."
Plisken guffahs giving full view of his teeth once more. "Hopefully we get through the work quick, then we might want to make a game of it! You will need to show that you are able to keep up with the hunt! I'll know I'll be itching for the wilds after days stacking rocks and hammering nails!"
Wilfred pauses his game for a moment to glare at Kornel as he begins speaking of Razmir. The word and praise Kornel gives Razmir doesn't seem to bother the man at all, but seems more exacerbated that Kornel interrupted his lack of action.
He shakes his head as Kornel finishes. Returning to his dart throwing the remainder at the wall one by one. "I've got the command from Mask Narsen himself, don't worry, I'll be there to work. It better not be too much, I have plenty of other things I rather be doing. Planning my days around some strangers that walk into town is a pain." He quickly runs through the darts and heaves another sigh as he realizes he has none left. It takes a few moments of internal debate before forcing himself up to retrieve a handful from the wall and returning back to his seat. "If you want to learn more about the good word, go talk to Priest Lumley, or listen to him tomorrow morning. I'm not going to put in the work for you to learn more."
Shagrat does point out that under the collapsed stairs might be a good place for the garbage dump. In fact, they could potentially use some of the debris from other areas to prop up the stairway.
Braderock responds emphatically, "oh please don't worry about that! It is expected that we answer the call and do what we are able to get your lodge built. If that means cleaning debris then I will be right there helping clear the way for the woodwork or anything else you may need! I don't want to make it seem like I'm not living up to my duties!"
Junissa also confirms she will be there to help clean up saying, "if this were in the capital, others would have already cleared this place out before I arrived, but sitting around drinking isn't going to get this finished any sooner. I rather be working, even on your little building, than sit around hoping you get the clean up done."
Avan thinks for a moment and says, "I feel guilty taking work from anyone else, but I will be happy to give you a hand. If I'm working alongside them it would be good to find out more about the other people that live here and I admit I'm in no position to turn down work, especially because of what Meadow did for us."
The youthful excitement from Mihal pipes up, "can I go too? I don't want to be left behind! There isn't anyone around to play with!"
Erali explains to him that he can't, and will need to be stay about the town. She does admit to Brekovi, "there are fewer here than I had expected. Only a few families and no children here. It certainly our old village. It may take sometime getting used to."
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Brekovi is impressed by both Braderock and Junissa offering to help with the cleanup. He does assure them "That is very kind of you. I just didn't want to waste your talents on such menial tasks if you had other things to do."
"Yes, it is an opportunity to gain some money and meet the other people. Decide if this is where you want to stay or attempt to get passage when we leave on the boat."
"Mr Plisken do you think Silvina could train my geckos?"
"Well I know she knows a lot more than I know, Plisken smiles shrinks as his mind tries to grapples with what he just said, trying to find a place once more. After a moment he shakes it off and just rephrases, "if there something out in the wilds I don't know about, I go to her."
"If she can't solve it, she might be able to point you in the right direction. I'm sure she we will, we are supposed to help you get this done, right?" He finishes of with a big stained grin on his face.
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"Splendid! I gotta go talk to her. Come on Silence!"
Meadow sprints off towards Knicks and Knacks. After about ten steps she stops and runs back.
"Oh sorry. Thanks Mr Plisken. That's her shop over there, right?"
She points towards Knicks and Knacks and before anyone can answer her question she sprints away, closely followed by Silence.
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Plisken gives a wave as he ponders aloud as Meadow run across the village center, "what did she say happened that library?"
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The inside of the shop is a small affair with a number of various brews lined up against the rear shelf and charms hanging from hooks. There are few other bits of packaged goods and trinkets about, all hand made or preserved for the sale.
By the counter, mixing ingredients into a bubbling cauldron Meadow sees Sylvina Norritch. Her hair is a matted mess of gray that drapes over her shoulders and she wears baggy clothing that has been patched together many times with several pockets across it.
"Welcome my dear," she says just offering a quick glance toward the door as she finishes attending to her brew. "I was looking forward to meeting some of our towns guests before tomorrow's light, especially since I will not be bringing any of my shop with me to your lovely project."
As Meadow step ins a few of the pockets open up revealing some rats who take in the new guest to the shop. Another pair are visible riding on her shoulders and three more rats peak their heads out of Sylvina's hair. As Silence comes near they all duck and hide themselves away in the nest of hair and myriad of pockets.
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Jayma follows Meadow across the street. A few steps outside the door to Knicks and Knacks, Jayma waves her hand across her face and says, "video magicae", to determine if there is anything magical within the store.
She then follows Meadow into the store. She smiles and nods to Sylvina upon entering, but lets Meadow take the lead. While the ranger interacts with Sylvina, Jayma wanders around the store and looks everything over casually but thoroughly. She reads labels and examines brews and trinkets to try and figure out what type of magic Sylvina is capable of, if any.
When she notices the woman's pet rats, she quickly sends a mental command to Twyl to stay put. It was unneeded; her familiar was happily snoozing on her shoulders after a long day.
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Zabu groans at Plisken's mention of the work to be done. "Don't remind me! I'm already trying to think up excuses about why I won't be able to spend all day moving rocks."
He shrugs as the man asks about Meadow. "No idea. She spends too much time talking to an owl and not enough talking to people to make any sense to me.
"I better go keep her out of trouble. Or get her into the right kind of trouble," he tells the hunter with a grin, throwing him a wave as he hurries across the street.
The gnome saunters in after the rats have hidden and looks idly around the shop. He's the kind of shopper who picks things up and looks at them and not a "you break it you bought it" kind.
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With some urging from the others, Shagrat spends some time looking for anyone that might help with unskilled labor.
They say unskilled, but put all the trash in one place need lots of skill.
Shagrat spends some time looking around the small town for anyone else that likes to hoard trash or otherwise collect useful items.
Jamya's spell registers magic in the store among the brews, charms, and ointments.
All the items are labeled clearly, but it is difficult for Jamya to parse what in magical within the room. There are love charms hanging, healing creams, dried nuts and fruit, alongside nature made crafts including woodcarvings, hanging ornamentation, and other relics.
The only that Jayma is certain of are the magical minor healing potions. Even then the label and frequent exposure to them in Society are aided with that.
"Welcome, welcome to my little shop," she repeats as yet more find their way in. "Is there anything I can offer you dears? If you are looking for healing, I would have plenty of items for sale to solve your ills. The temple doesn't freely grant their healing, and while neither do I, I will note my stock is still at a reasonable price." The elderly woman smiles and makes her pitch as each of you wander the room. She sets aside her tools as her cauldron bubbles.
Looking toward Zabu she notes some of the items he is near. "A number of decorations I have placed together, some from the styles of Ustalav and others from culture of Kellid tribes. That one is a woodworking of a tale of a pair of warriors that set on their own and fought the beasts that swarmed this land many a century ago. I understand you may be here a while and certainly something of your choice may do wonders to liven up your quarters."
She smiles as Zabu continues to review things in worn voice, content and ready to answer any questions as given.
"And those are charms of love. Each are crafted and unique, and help bend the strings of fate to grant favor, appeal or health as you might need."
Silence ruffles his feathers and looks around the shop.
The owl flaps his wings then turns his head and begins to preen his feathers.
Silence hoots softly and returns to his grooming.
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Satisfied, Meadow pats the owl on the head and turns back to the store's proprietor.
"Sorry about that. Erm...I had to pay off a bet."
She smiles, walks up to the woman and holds out her hand.
"My name is Meadow. Mr Plisken said you might be able to help me. We captured some baby giant geckos up at the fort. They were living in the keep. It seemed very mean to kill them since they were just defending their home so I was wondering if maybe you could train them for us. I know that the Iruxi use giant lizards as mounts. These are a little small for that but maybe they could learn to pull carts or something. Anyway please say you'll help."
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Shagrat explores a bit, but despite there being a good number of buildings in town he finds that most are empty. However there are a few places where he can find unskilled labor
The immediate answer is the nearest building, the long building with the mask Narsen and the other priest were wearing right above the door.
Immediately as Shagrat steps inward a short human man with dual scars across his face wearing hide moves to block the way. He speaks in a commanding voice declaring, "oh ho?! The foreign garbage that thinks they are better than us? Now you come here to our temple? What? You want to test to see how well your blade works against Razmirian training you garbage packing punk?" He readies a pike, posturing in a way to threaten the shorter Shagrat.
Before things can escalate further, another male guard, this one a tall human with blonde hair with well honed muscle beneath a set of scale declares, "Aasif, do not act out of turn. You well should know they act at the behest of Mask Narsen. To strike at them would be to act against his wishes. You know very well we are to act as their hands in establishing their building. You not only threaten yourself, but us as well with your recklessness."
A third guard, a brunette woman with short hair and average height, standing a few inches over Aasif, stands ready in leather armor and wears a blade and crossbow on her side. "These are the guests of our kingdom and treating as you do now reflects poorly on us all. They have come here as trusted allies and we should treat them as such."
Aasif grits his teeth and seems ready to spit on the ground, a glare from the second guard is enough to halt it. Aasif continues to rant, "Petres!" he implores to the man, "Rakka!" he demands of the woman, "You think that the Mask would value the lives of this garbage ahead of our own?"
"It is not your choice to make," declares the familiar gravely voice from the rear of the room. Priest Lumley in robe and iron mask glares down from his pulpet, staring from up the few steps down upon the goblin. "The Mask of the Twelfth step has made his plan known and it has been approved by both Vision and Master. To oppose this would be heresy, he seethes for a moment taking a breath in as he turns up his masked face at Shagrat.
"It is our ..." he pauses another moment as he lingers and writhes in contempt for Shagrat before continuing, "our pleasure to serve at the best of the Pathfinder Society."
He holds for a moment opening his holy book as he barks out across the room, his strained voice demanding attention, "Until such a time you commit heresy so foul, that your betrayal of the Mask's trust enough to destroy all the favor you have been granted, we serve you, little Pathfinder."
"So how may we answer you this day? What do you want?" He holds position at the podium unwilling to give even the token position of power he holds.
Sylvina watches the interaction play out between Meadow and Silence, she only makes a minor move to comfort some of the rodents within her garb as sh keeps a smile. She gives a bit of a chuckle hearing Meadow's dilemma. "I apologize, it is uncommon for someone to make a request for something I can't stock or make." She says this with the minor hope of drawing attention to her purchasable wares. "Years ago one of the children here, before family had to leave that is, asked me the same although that time to help claim a pet rat of their own."
"I have trained many a creature over the years, but typically my own pets, and not anything would would call 'giant.' Still I think I might be able help you with your goal as my time, at least for the near future, is yours for the bargained wage. If you wish to aid with their training, I will offer no complaint."
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Zabu guffaws in answer to Sylvina. "Why would I need one of those," he says, gesturing at the love charms and potions, "when I've got all this?" he continues, gesturing down at his own face and body.
"There you go, Meadow. You have your pets."
The gnome picks up one of the healing potions. "I hope you know how to make these. When the lodge moves in, demand for them is going to skyrocket. I've got a couple on me right now."