Jeb Graden

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5 posts. Alias of Peter Maidens.


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”Ah, yes of course m’lady.” Cruven motions to the door. ”If you don’t mind, I will show you all to the door.” Cruven slowly herds the group towards the exit of the shop. When he reaches the door, he opens it slightly and checks the street outside before opening the door fully. ”Thank you all for your help. Lady Eshin will contact you if your services are required again.”


”I told you they were behind it! This isn’t good m’lady.”


”… we both know they—“ Cruven stops his sentence abruptly and looks in the direction of the door. ”Well speak of a devil...” Cruven’s experssion remains the same as he eyes the new intruders.


As Lady Eshin stands, Cruven quickly puts down the cup of tea he had been sipping on, stands up, and walks towards the table. He clears his throat and says ”This way.” He leads you out of the back room and through the shop. ”The performance is scheduled to begin at sundown. Make sure you aren’t late, so that you have more time to complete your mission." Cruven opens the front door and lets you all pass through. Before closing the door, Cruven adds, ”Good luck.” then quietly shuts the door.

Perception (hearing) DC17:
Through the door, you faintly hear Cruven talking to Lady Eshin. ”You really think that ragtag group can pull it off?” You hear Lady Eshin respond, but you are unable to make out what she says.


”Hello there everyone!” You spin around to see who is behind you, and see a man with a pockmarked face smiling widely and holding his hands out in a welcoming gesture. ”You are right on time.” The man walks to the door of the shop, hangs a sign on the outside that reads “Gone fishing”, locks the door, and proceeds to close the window shutters as if closing the shop for the day. He then turns back to the group and says "Come, come. We have business to attend to.” He motions for you to join him, and walks through a low door towards the back of the shop.

You are lead into a backroom, where a woman is seated at a table by a small fireplace. As the last person enters, the man closes the door and motions towards the other chairs gathered around the table, ”Please. Sit. You have much to discuss.” As you take your seat, you recognize the woman as Lady Herdri Eshin, though she is wearing clothing far more mundane than usual.