Dwayne Lee Desmond's page

"Good morning my good sirs. I trust this passing time has been pleasant enough? Good."

Dwayne nods affirmatively.

"Now here are your notes and briefing. If you two require a map of the land and layout you need only ask. Although I am sure you have something on hand."

"And of course a payment up front.."

He hands each of you 100gp..

"I was expecting another young man. But I won't bother for now. If he ever decides to show I'll cart him to where your way about may be. I for now will be manning operations here. But don't be surprised if I bump into you along the road, as I my part to play as well."

"The first artifact should be somewhere near this capital. If you are to come across it 'accompanying cog', I have an instrument, compass, that may assist you in finding it."

Desmond hands you one more trinket before bowing and opening the floor.

Desmond nods in assurement.

"I do promise you, we shall act and soon. First, I will reiterate the dimensions of our operations. In the four corners of these lands, Ceasaria, lay artifacts that we must recover at all cost. The diagrams I have control over the colossal mechanism demand it. Whence these items are ours, we may begin to commence into the fog, and face the endeavors that await. I do agree with you gather that we must act in haste."

"A train leaves for the north and east lands at the end of this week.. Oh my that's tomorrow at high noon. Gather what supplies you believe you need and feel free to stay in my manor for the night if you wish. Tomorrow I will have my things packed, along with some supplies which may prove of some use to you two."

"I will end our discussion here and let you two commerce and commence. Of course before we break free, ask any questions you deem necessary. I will then draft copies off maps and charts to you two. Thank you."

Desmond takes another sip of brew.

Dorothy retreats to the wall of the room.

After you two are both satisfied with the current conversation. Go ahead and buy supplies and let me know via discussion posts you both are ready to proceed!

Desmond, taken back by this apparent change I'm Father's demeanor.. Nods back back takes back, sips his brew, and sets it down. His demeanor.. too changes.

"Well, by all means do something. I for one tend to not rush into things. Proper preparations, plans, equipment, manpower, contingincies, and etc.. must be put into place. And yes, I have access to many things. In due time we will aquire what is needed. But take notice, as 'free' agents, I may not always be able to provide the utmost assistance in the most timely fashion. I please ask, you sit down, if not for only a moment longer.. And we will plan the logistics and gather the material needed. Please."

Desmond takes a deep breath, resting again elbows on table, raising his brew again.
His glow starts to return, as does Dorothy with refreshments, parchment, and quill.

Gathered are empty charts, maps, and paper to assess and make travel plans and record data.

Refreshments include: Were Boar Ham&Ryhulian goat cheese, Gerudan Basil salt crackers, assortment of Aquan acquired and produced fruits.

"I believe so Father. Many scripture prophesize about a mist of sorts and the fog fits that discription. What lies in the eye must be the cause of the mysterious happenings from the fog. I know not of the exact origin of these happenings, other than they cloaked in mystery and have recently sprouting up more and more. And again, I would never indenture fellow man. You two are free agents."
Desmond turns to the Professor.
".. Now you two may provide profound insight to these happenings, and if behooves you to both accompany me in some endeavor, and also act as agents on my behalf to solve this puzzle. I can provide assistnace in supplies and well as profit for your efforts. I am after all.. a gentleman.. and a gentleman always keeps his word!"
Desmond slightly points up, as if making a gesture, or point..

Desmond now turns to Sam.

"The Fog.. You will not find on many maps. It lies in the center of this whole land surrounding a massive area and perimeter. Very little is known about this Fog, and how to traverse. It has been known to perform miracles to those passing near, or spell certain doom for those entering. Explorers have tried going in by air and foot. But to no avail, it's thickness cause most to turn around and some sort of force of magnetics messes with many machines.

I believe that the key to this whole puzzle lies at the center of it, but we are not ready to traverse this fog, nor for what may lie ahead. Preparations, training, and certain key supplies are needed before this key voyage."

Desmond takes a sip from the brew, giving Dorothy a most reassuring nod.

Ill allow this one time bro.
The tea hints of Far East, you recognize the scent and know its trail belongs to the sands of Gerudia, a pricey import across the lands. It's name is the Psy Cacti.
"Ahh yes.. I can assure you these 'indentured servitudes,' the majority of them are programmed to function as you and I, however, the same concept applies to many of them for now.. as a hammer. Both are tools, perform certain functions. My tools just happen to appear and act like you and I.
Dorothy on the other hand.. Is unique.. The perfect blend between the might and beauty of man, and the perfection of machine. She thinks as you and I. She like many of us even though, needs purpose, and therefore stands at my side in my humble abode and place of work. She can speak for herself.
The fog now.."
[/ooc] Ill respond to you Derrick later tonight or in the morn![/ooc]

Quite pleased with Samuel's words,"The works of man help us bring understanding to the stories of old and legends of God." Desmond nods at Samuel's humble words.

Desmond then shoots the Professor a slight, but disgusted look. "Professor, I see you quantify the important role slavery has played in history. At this point in time though, I say that slavery is both barbaric, needless, and even economically quite a steep investment. These indenturede servants as you call them, my peers, understand the role the role they play in the undertakings this establishment enrolls itself.

The three of you arrive at a grand white sheeted table. Paintings of war, peace, inovators, and the mundane grasp the walls.
You may each inject something into the world brought by the paintings.
"I offer you tea, Dorothy" Desmond gestures to pour. "Please, drink up for the task I shall drop will be a heavy one.
I have briefly described a use for certain objects I require. I hod a scroll, blueprint if you will, which holds the key to the sanctiuty and power of man. If you would accompany me or set forth yourselves, you two will become a part fragment of history that will ensure the survival of man. Father, I have aquirred you have knowledge of how this realm began and how it may end. Professor, your abiguous research methods speak of inginuity in your field, however others may view them. You two may be the personnel I need to help me carry out my endeavor to collect artifacts of old, and revitalize the security of man."
Desmond then nods and lifts his tea, slowly embracing the steaming herb.

"Welcome my good sirs. I am glad to see you have stumbled yourselves over to my 'humble' abode. We may talk on the way, please follow me, come in."
Dwayne nods to the both of you before spinning around once more back into the establishment assuming the two of you follow.

Sense Motive 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
Dwayne closes his eyes as finishing the discussion on the business proposal.
"Well of course. A rash decision is never a wise one, unless forced under duress or emergent circumstance.. But besides the point! I will leave you two. Please meet me at my estate. The building will be on the norther edge of town when ready. Please come in a timely manner as the matter is most urgent for me. Thank you."
Dwayne bows as he takes his leave, as a lord and gentle man does.

Hmm.. Quit the deductible thinker this one is. Well, I suppose I have to let him have this hand to himself.
"Of course sir. Forgive me for my previous statements. One has to have assurance in my line of work. I would have to agree with your side of the symposium. That is only fair. Well then, does that mean we have come to an agreement of the minds?"

"Well, the service I require from you two is simple recoveries. Well they may not turn out to be so simple. But I'm sure a duo of your calibur will be able to over come obstacles that may cross yor paths. Now.. If I am to hear a yes from you two, I have some trinkets I'd like to give to you. But.. In accepting my request, I require the utmost honesty, trust, and loyalty to this quest and my overall cause."
Dwayne gazes at the both of you.
Perception1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
He seems to pay no mind to the professors stance and posture.

"Well.. Indiscreetly this may be related to a research project I've found myself in the midst. Ive also heard you two on some sort of project yourself. I trust you have heard something related to the Old Scripture and the clash of Gods and Titans. These results I have been recieving, recent events, and whatever you two have come across, we may be able to combat whatever we may be up against.
Samuel, you seem to be a man of God.. Or Gods.. Something we may discend on. You are still a man of heart and soul, with a love of nature and beauty.
Professor, you are what some call an objectifiable man of humanity. But I find your research to be most let's say enlightening. A man of science, whose faith rests in logic and deduction, very much like me.
I have done my research on the two of you, and you may prove useful in an endeavor I will be undertaking. Now please forgive my rudeness and abruptness as of now. This event as we have witnessed has forced my hand to speed up in the tasks I shall be undertaking.
Would you two be able to be of service? I am a fair man, and any reward or trophy you may wish for, is certainly not out of grasp for me.

The man approaches the two of you, interest peaked.
"Please go on with your findings."

A man approaches the crowd. He seems to be important looking, definatley not a commoner. He has a swag about him that promotes him above most. Agile, firm stature, and broad shoulders promote his confidence. The man appears to be wearing a nobles robe of some sort. Chapsman modern suit! he approaches the bunch.
"Alright.. Now would someone describe the happenings of the past few moments. My sources, aside from the slight trembling inform me something was left behind? Anyone know anything about that?"