He seems somewhat worried told he was surrounded and when asked if he wished to go back to the deeper dark.
"No I would not wish to go back, I am a born slave and have been made blind, they would just sacrifice me, my lords. You say I can stay with you, what use would you make of me, for here Lord Helldrick needs me to guild him below. So I am safe for a time, would you make such use of me or would you hurt me even more"
"I will not make you do anything against your will unless it is for your protection", the drow investigator's ire rising in his voice as the child tells of his blinding. "I would also not have you return to the Underdark to be some demonic sacrifice."
"Now. For the last time, get out of that hole!" Lazastrahd says empathetically.
At last, the child moves as he does you see behind him a cloth coving a way into a tunnel. He comes up the steps and stands there cold and shivering. He is very wight and seems almost sick with hunger, The rags he has on are damp and you see a few saws where he has slept on the hard floor. He turns his head using his ears as eyes.
"You are many, what must I do now?"
He seems unable to act of his own will, he has been a slave all his life, to act with out commands seems incomprehensible to him,
"Ah jeez Sej, I didn't mean anything by that. I'd say you're less offputting than most of the folks here. It's just Khard's the only one that most people don't have a chip off their shoulder about racially. I'm a tiefling, Laz's a dark elf, you're orcish, and Jix is just weird looking."
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"Ifin you folks want, I'll take him back to the agency, while you guys continue searching. This place is no where a child should be."
"A priest of Iomedae, a halfling, and a wereshark all walk into a bar..."
Ignoring Warlock's antics, the drow investigator held the drow child's hand.
"Khardon, what's the procedure in this case of an possible witness? Should I deliver him into Agency custody? If you wish, I shall stay with the boy, make sure he's fed, and ready to give witness."
The ratman simply waits for the others to figure out what to do. He is not in his element at the moment.
Bones antics make the boy smile but he holds tight to Lazastrahd hand and dose not let go.
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'No less off-putting?' Nodding as Warlock tries to explain what he meant. Seljak remembered one of the things his father used to say all the time "Know Thyself" Covering his mouth to help muffle what he said, he leans over to the Tiefling and whispers, "It's OK Agent Bones, I know I'm an orc, not a halfling." Nodding at his friend he returns his attention to the little blind dark-elf boy, listening to all the questions and answers, chuckling when Warlock told his joke.
Watching the boy come up out of the cellar, Seljak realized the boy is shivering and they were about to send him outside. Quickly unbuttoning his great coat, he loosens his bandolier and belt enough to slip the great coat off and sling it around the boys shoulders. "You look like your freezing to death." Stepping back, he looks at the little boy wrapped in his hugh greatcoat, nodding to Lazasrahd. "I'll get my coat back after we find him some proper cloths." Realizing they had not learned the boys name he asks, "My name is Seljak child, what is your name?"
As Lazastrahd prepares to take the lad to the agency, Seljak's pauses, looking down into the cellar, thinking about Helldrick's ability's. "Child, why did Helldrick need you to guide him to the deeper dark. I would have thought he could have remembered the way." he furrows his brow, "And do you know why he went there?"
"I have no name sir, I have always been called Boy. And he needed me as there are things down there I can hear, and its best to keep away from them"
He seems to be relaxing around you now.
You can see the cloth and the path leading down, do you?
take the body as a guild and head down,
or
Take the boy back, feed him, rest him, and then take him.
or
send him back and then go without him.
or
Take him back and go get what is waiting at the tea shop.
"We need to ensure that the child is safe. And I do not feel that we would be safe splitting up. We should get him to the guild as quickly as possible, aye? He can eat some rations as we move." Khardon offered.
Nodding in agreement with Khardon, Seljak offers, "If the child is too weak, I can carry him." As they head out of the building, he asks Khardon. "Once we drop him off at the agency can we go to the tea shop?"
Jixxe, following close behind the two, nods in agreement, The tea shop while we still can I suggest.
Nodding at his dwarven senior officer, Lazastrahd holds the drow boy's hand as they leave the workshop. A determined, and protective, look was a mask the drow investigator now wore. A look many haven't seen on Lazastrahd.
Resisting the urge to walk with his shotgun 'at the ready' Seljak leads the team back to the Agency, furrowing his brow he asks, "Who should we leave the child with?"
"The child is being incredible quiet in my care", Lazastrahd mentions. "Perhaps I should stay at the Agency to look after the boy, while the team completes the investigation?"
The Agent on watch agrees that Lazastrahd, while he sends of Master Kelper the Agent who looks after child recruits.
The rest of you head off to the cake shop.
IT sits on a small street that has market stalls and a lot of book/scroll shops. Looking at it from the outside it seems small, with two large leaded windows, green frame with a wooden sign of a cup of tea and a take. Its inside sitting only.
As you get close can I have some rolls, please.
KN Local DC18
Perception
Khardon looked at the scene before him with a practiced eye. He had been there many a time before…
Heading out the doors of the Agency, Seljak was happy to head towards the Cake shop, he was a big fan of cake and having been raised by hobbits halflings he was ready for second breakfast.
It looks clear, no one watching the place but as you move to enter your foot crunches and some flower steam. Someone had been here selling flowers very recently. Your local kn tell you it is not uncommon for flower girls to sell flows outside tea shops.
Khardon voiced this revelation. ”While it looks clear be sharp. Eyes either be here or came before us.” With that he moved in to enter.
You enter the cakeshop and it is what it seems to be, a small shop selling nice cakes and a tea room where a lot of old ladies are sitting sipping tea, eating cakes and gossiping. Morag the owner is bustling about replacing teas and cakes at small tables. and joining in the gosaping,
Will save DC 14 please,
Smiling as Khardon pointed out that someone may have been casing the shop, Seljak nodded, making sure he has the right honorific. "Good Eye Agent Khardon, I'm glad you're in charge."
Following the Dwarf into the bakery shop, Seljak pauses, smelling the air the hint of cinnamon, coffee and something else he couldn't quite put his sausage-sized finger on...
In the Agency Manor, Lazastrahd takes the drow boy down to the kitchens, while the child sat asking questions, while the drow investigator boiled some noodles and melted a large chuck of cheddar in a pot to serve. Both drow elves sat at a small kitchen table and ate.
Khardon chuckled. ”Just walked into a wall enough times to finally see one before it hits me nose.” The moment of mirth over, he returned to looking around the store with a practiced eye.
Seljak you can't help yourself, you get a cake.
Warlock Bones doesn't say anything, but he is quite impressed with Laz's compassion here. It was a side of the dark elf that wasn't usually seen, but he was happy that he saw it.
"Let me pick that up for you Selj, we can both get ourselves a nice cake, my treat. You want one Khard?"
Chuckling at Khardon's response, Seljak, Let someone else worry about the secret phrase. Smelling the cakes, cookies, cupcakes, stuffed pastries and other delicacies, Seljak knew it was time to get his halfling on. Smiling and nodding at Warlocks offer he walked up to the counter.
Nodded at the lady standing in the white apron, he pointed a sausage sized finger at a lemon-iced, strawberry infused vanilla cupcake, and asked, "May I have one of those." Then noticing the chocolate cupcakes infused with coffee liquor covered with raspberry cream cheese icing and drizzled with chocolate Ganache, he points at one of those as well, "And one of those." realizing they also had pastries made with phyllo dough he pointed at the plate of triangular cut baklava, "And one of those." Looking beyond the baklava he saw the platter of cannoli's layered with chocolate and pistachios ricotta filling. Pointing again, "And a Cannoli please." Realizing he had overlooked he cookies, he pointed at the oatmeal raisin cookies drizzled with vanilla icing, "And a half dozen of those as well."
Giving a toothy smile "that's for here please." As the pastries are piled on a plate, he asks "And a glass of milk please." Quickly adding, "Just a small one, I'm trying to watch my figure." Turning to his friend Warlock his smile widened, "Thanks agent Bones!"
In the Agency Manor, Lazastrahd takes the drow boy down to the kitchens, while the child sat asking questions, while the drow investigator boiled some noodles and melted a large chuck of cheddar in a pot to serve. Both drow elves sat at a small kitchen table and ate.
The Boy eat a little then hunger got the better of him. and he started wofing the lot down. She slowed a bit when he started to feel sick.
You can ask your questions Laz
"I have no name sir, I have always been called Boy. And he needed me as there are things down there I can hear, and its best to keep away from them"
He seems to be relaxing around you now.
In the Agency Manor, Lazastrahd takes the drow boy down to the kitchens, while the child sat asking questions, while the drow investigator boiled some noodles and melted a large chuck of cheddar in a pot to serve. Both drow elves sat at a small kitchen table and ate.The Boy eat a little then hunger got the better of him. and he started wofing the lot down. She slowed a bit when he started to feel sick.
You can ask your questions Laz
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Warlock Bones's smile gets larger and larger as Seljak picks out more and more pastries. "I'll have an order of what he's having!" It is good to have friends with healthy appetites, and this food did look ever so good...
Cakes come and a table is set.
As you sit a large half-orc lady comes over and asked what kind of tea you would like. When you ask about the package she comes back with a brown paper rapped box.
[ooc]Do you open it there?
"You shall be looked after. I will return soon. Do try to relax", the drow investigator says as he leave the table.
Inside you see 6 iridescent seeds, neatly packed in 2 rows.
That is all that's in the box.
but for a note that says,
"This is your payment TZA"
Kn Nature DC 30 to know what they are
Khardon looked to his companions, an eyebrow raised. He wanted to know what these seeds were before he could even begin to draw any conclusions.
Stuffing his face with the variety of pastries, Seljak watches, all a-tither, while Khardon opens the box. His eyes widen, as he swallows the bite of cookie. He lowers his head and whispers. "Do you think they grew the wax zombies with these seeds?" and looking at the note he pondered what TZA meant as well.
You have no idea what they are, BUT if you roll Local DC16 you may know someone who can tell you for a price.
"Laz, ye've always been best at this. Mind asking around to see if anyone knows about this? We can help as needed."
"I do think I know a place where we can learn more", Lazastrahd said, examining the seeds closely.
Stuffing the last of the cupcakes in his mouth, Seljak nods, dusting the crumbs off of his chin. Looking at the pastry still in the display, he asks. "Shall we be going then?"
Laz knows a herbalist who is prone to take his own concoctions, but he is very well-traveled having come from the far south and the drylands there.
His shop is called
Alzireez herbalist to soltans
So you will need to get there, its in the long market some 20 mins walk away.
Resisting the call of the other pastries, Seljak stands and begins moving towards the door. Looking from their de facto leader Khardon to Warlock Bones to Lazastrahd, he asks. "So where to now?"
"Well, lead on MacLaz!"
Lazastrahd leads his fellow agents to Alzireez herbalist to soltans in The Long Market, about 20 minutes away by foot.
When you get the you find a bizarre like street with quit a few qwakes herbalist and other healers. All touding there wares.
Alzireez is standing in front of his small show hurking for trade.
As you walk up a woman walks off with a paket of what looks to be like leaves and a tea pot.
The moment he spots Lazastrahd a big smile hits his face.
"Lazastrahd my brother form another mother what joy of heaven brings you may way, come come sit I have some Desert coffee on have a cup, and your fellows why the heaves shine on the, please please come into my humble shop."
Once your in he asks.
"So Lazastrahd what brings you once more to my house of herbalism?"
"Greetings, Alzireez. I'm afraid I'm on Agency business today", the drow makes a sweeping gesture to the agents around him.
"Everyone. This is Alzireez. One of the best tea merchants in Long Market."
"I have something I need you to look at. Tell me what you think."