Renkar takes the items the party wishes to sell, and heads off to a back room. He returns with several bags of money and a folded and stamped letter of credit
“I have some reserves at my disposal, so I’ll give you the money out of that now, so you’ll have time to use it. “
If anyone feels dedicated, they can tally the amount up (one half is a letter of credit from the Temple of Abadar, the other half split into equal shares in mithril pieces). If no one wants to do the arithmetic I’ll get to it soonish
Renkar smiles at Hamar
“There is always a weapon to be found in the pathways of the Wheel. “
He turns to the party
“You can entrust me with the loot, and I can liquidate it within 24 hours. Or, if you wish to do things yourself, there are various shops in the Lower Ward that specialize in antiquities and magic. I can point you to the most reputable “
Renkar and Mel shake hands and a brief interview ensues. Mel is officially inducted into the group. Renkar looks at Justin seriously
“I noticed you said ‘buried’. You realize that’s not a Sigil custom? Most cutters are either buried on the Prime or given to the Mortuary for cremation. No one wants a cemetery of unclaimed corpses hanging around the Cage. Too many necromancers about”
Hanali smiles at Mel. Mel returns it with relish
“I think we can manage something. Renkar’s over in the training area”
Mel makes a production of taking Hanali’s hand and kissing it
“I am most pleased to make your acquaintance m’lady “ he says, doffing the large wide-brimmed hat he had donned while walking in the rain[/i]
Renkar sits cross legged in the center of the training room, a stack of books on his head and a pair of large knives in his hands. He seems to be going through a tai-chi sort of exercise, slowly moving the knives in a graceful slow motion. When the party enters, he uncurls and stands, never dropping a single book. He tosses the knives into a nearby target and places the books aside.
“Greetings! All arranged? Who is your new friend?”
Renkar purses his lips in a frown
“I am sorry to hear of Rhiannon’s passing and Issac’s departure. Ekuur I’m sure will eventually return “
He looks at the group
“I think your next step is to find a portal to Erelhei-Cinlu. Your best bet would be to visit Alluvius Ruskin in the Market Ward. She’s the queen of portal keys, and she acts as The ersatz manager for Tarsheeva Longreach. Tarsheeva knows more portals in Sigil than any six other cutters. “
Renkar leans back and lights s pipe
“Their prices aren’t cheap, but I’ll give you all a letter of exchange for each. Negotiate a good price, and fill in the amount. The Silver Rose will cover it”
Renkar leans back, and gives Memnin a goance
“You picked up a Mimir in your travels. That alone is impressive. There are very few of them in Sigil, let alone the Great Wheel. It...”
Memnon swivels from his Merle ogling towards Renkar and clears his non-existent throat
“....errrr He is a resource beyond price. “
He steeples his fingers
“This matter seems to be entwined with the machinations of the Powers. Maybe even entire pantheons. I would proceed with caution. But, I would proceed. Something evil stirs from the grave of history. Someone went to a lot of trouble to make sure they were dead for good. To the point of altering reality on a multiverse-wide scale. That is no small feat. “
He looks at them all
“What is your next move?”
Ramona and her mother Bess cry in delight as the party comes in. Ramona’s smile slips a bit when she sees Alessia, but in typical Cager fashion she doesn’t hesitate
“Come in! We’ll get your table set”
The table by the hearth that Renkar reserves for the Silver Rose is already occupied by Renkar, who seems to be having dinner. He is flanked by his assistant Hanali and they are chatting with a leather-bedecked woman with almond eyes and dark straight hair
Renkar looks like and older retired adventurer (think the Dos Equis spokesman) and Hanali is a half-elf/half aasimar of surpassing beauty. She is dressed haute couture (think Cara Delevigne with pointy ears)
Renkar smiles and rises from his chair
“Welcome home! It is so good to see you cutters back!”
He looks inquiringly at the new faces
“I see we have some new acquaintances”
Justin Case wrote:
When exactly are you coming back?
"Well, Ser Jad'Hammet was true to his word, and there is a bit of jink for you all."
He opens up the small bag Swire left and begins passing out mithral coins. Each of them get forty 2,000 GP/ea.
"That should allow you to get whatever supplies you need. I suggest you head to this 'Vlrc' cutter's shop and try to see what is what."
The light waxes out the door, and the rain begins to taper to a drizzly fog. As the group discusses things, Renkar enters the common room, looking more put together and rested than earlier
"I see you are all getting a good breakfast," he says, grabbing a loaf of bread and some jam.
"Time to await Mr. Swire. I'll be glad to be shut of the situation"
He looks at the scroll.
Renkar nods at Ekuur
"Of course, it is always a good idea to look into these things. Don't trust kobolds bearing gifts after all. I would suggest the Lady's Library. It is the largest depository of books in the Cage. I happen to know one of the librarians, a modron that goes by the name of Olli. He works the Antipeak shift, and he does fantastic work ferreting out information. "
Naridre Ro'Arisahshe wrote:
Renkar appears at his door, rubbing his eyes with Mercutio draped on his shoulders.
"By all means, let us go!"
He follows Nari back to the Copper Cauldron
Merle Barer wrote:
"Well, you are free to persue what you desire, but we do have a contract to fufill for now. Taking off for a month might put you out of contact should we need you."
Renkar looks grave
"I have heard rumors of cranium rats teaming up in swarms, but never communicating or using psionic violence. Considering how endemic they are, that is most worrysome"
"I can hold it for you Justin, for the nonce. You'll have to figure out what to do with it long term"
"I suggest perhaps you rendezvous in Ragpicker's Square. It is close enough to the Athar's Shattered Temple District to be a quick walk over. There are several decent eateries in the area, I suggest the Mermaid's Blossom. It does a very nice seafood board of fare, and it is a very decent place for being in that neighborhood."
Renkar scribbles an address on a scrap of parchment, then finishes his sausages
"I will leave you to your breakfast, and we shall reconvene on the morrow."
Renkar stands and exits the common room.
OK, state what you want to, and we will advance the scene to the Antipeak hours
Since it doesn't really matter since Nari got home fine, lets just move along
Renkar looks over at Justin
"In theory, the Harmonium could do exactly what you suggest. In theory. The reality of the situation is slightly more complex."
Renkar stretches his fingers and sips from his ale mug
"You must remember Justin not to think of the Harmonium as town guards. They are a faction, like all the others in Sigil. They have taken the duty of imposing order on the populace, but this isn't a job given to them by a municipal government. This is a part of their philosophy. The policing is merely a side effect, not the actual objective"
Renkar sips again
"Now, the Harmonium have little influence in the core regions where other factions hold sway, unless they are allied, as they are with the Fated, the Fraternity of Order, and the Mercykillers. The Athar have a long antagonistical history with them. Sending in a platoon of red clankers there will likely be a major fight, which could set off a faction strife, or even a faction war. There is an unspoken agreement that factions take care of their own kips"
Renkar nibbles some sausage, dipping it in some sort of relish as he takes small bites
"Now, Jad'Hammet can take his case to the Hall of Speakers, but that is a very slow, expensive, and public venue to air grievances in. He could hire some mercenary toughs to storm the temple, but that could lead to faction strife just as easily. Plus, whatever the Athar are guarding could be valuable. Jad'Hammet is no new-whelped cony ready for the stewpot. We are supposed to bring him the dark of the old temple, and I assume he will base his plan upon whatever chant we uncover. "
"Well that problem is a bit more strightforward than powers getting penned in the dead book. I'm sure you will show him the error of his ways."
Renkar clears his throat
"As to the commission at hand. The building is still guarded, but not as much as before. I have convinced Mr. Swire to get Ser Jad'Hammet time to scout the building. However, I would appreciate if we can get this done sooner than later. This Before Antipeak if at all possible."
"Sounds like someone with a Hende lot of power is looking to uncover an especially hidden dark. Bwimb of Ooze, I can't twig to how that sod ties in. There is the fact that somewhere deep in the Undersigil sewers is a huge one way portal to the para elemental plane of Ooze where all the raw sewage goes. I don't know if that has anything to do with anything."
Naridre Ro'Arisahshe wrote:
When there is a lull in the conversation, Renkar feels a gentle tug on his sleeve. "Excuse me, Mr. Renkar?" Nari asked shyly. "Umm....I have something to ask. It seems that without Sanna sharing my body anymore I have some err...unexpected holes in my mental defenses. I need to find a teacher, someone who can help me learn how to protect my mind...and maybe how to better control my mental abilities as well. I...ummmm.....that is, I was hoping you could maybe help me find a teacher?"
Renkar takes a look at Nari
"Hmm. I am not too familiar with the psionic community, but didn't you folks know some sort of odd goblin that was psionic? He was like one mind with five bodies? I seem to recall him, ummm ...Quint I believe. I would wager he'd know some of the psionic community."
Skrint actually Merle..lol
Renkar listens to Justin
"Well, I'd not characterize Bloolp as a "friend", but as a research contact he has proven his value several times. It takes all kinds in the Cage."
He writes down an address
"Bloolp runs a shop in the Lower Ward off Ragpicker's Square. It's called The Pnakotic Fragment. It's primarily a bookshop, but the Alhoon has a private library of tomes devoted to necromancy and the necromantic arts. Let him know I sent you"
He looks at Justin
"Do you have enough jink to cover research expenses?"
just going to retvon this a bit. I should have addressed this earlier
"I know someone who would be interested in that chant. Mayhap he could help with the issue of the masks as well."
"He's an odd duck. An illithid , but also a Lich. The proper name foe his type is Alhoon. He studies the secrets of death, but he's no Dustman. He's an independent researcher. Goes by the name of Bloolp. I think you might get some answers from him."
Renkar stands and stretches
"Well, I'm sure you cutters will do the right thing. If you want it lost, I can help you with that, just let me know"
"It seems as if you experienced some strange goings on out on the Wheel. Undead fiends, dead gods, ancient artifacts. I am glad that you have made it back, and I'm certain Bess will be happy to put on a welcome home supper for you"
He looks at the intricate orrery clock on his desk.
"Since it is nearing The end of Afterpeak 6pm , why don't we continue our debriefing over at the Copper Cauldron? I'm sure after a tenth cycle in the field you lot are ready for a good warm meal and your own beds"
Mercutio flies down to his shoulders, looking plaintively at Chee Chowk while fiddling with the gewgaw Justin tossed him. The spider monkey does his best to hide behind Issac's head.
I missed the mask reveal
Renkar frowns as Justin reveals the four masks and discusses their provenance
"'Undead fiends?' That's impossible. A fiend would just reincarnate as a lesser fiend if killed. "
"There's something not right about those masks, ill give you that. Why don't you put them away? A Dustman would be the proper cutter to give those a once over. They'd likely get as excited as a Dustman can get over the thought of extra-planar undead"
Rankar follows the back and forth while studying the Thief of Charms. He hands it back to Justin.
"If you wish, I do have some arcane contacts I could bring in to help you study the artifact Justin."
Karrin Kind wrote:
. . . like I'd imagine that some of the creature that'd been drained personality exists with in the elixir and those that are kind of weak willed or whatever would find themselves kind of being shaped by the essence of whatever the elixir was made from. Also we saw lots of evidence that this stuff is addictive as all get out, I mean it was pretty clear that the lizard guys we took this off of were infighting over the stuff and because the thing isn't permanent people who liked what it did to them will want to keep using it. I mean for that reason alone this thing would be worth a fortune in unscrupulous hands.
"Very cogent points Karrin. Judging from its aged condition, perhaps it was meant to do something arcane with the drained essence, and this love potion is just an odd side effect. There are many strange things out there in the multiverse. "
"Since it seems you have lost more folks than you regained, do you think I should recruit a few more companions? And what sort of cutters would you like if so?"
I am considering adding a few slots to your roster. Head to the discussion page..
Renkar listens avidly to the description of the groups' adventures
"Ahh, it reminds me of my youth."
He nods to Issac
"You've been gone about a tenth cycle 30 days. The good news is the heat on your last assignment has cooled. Since Drazek is gone especially."
He shakes Rhiannon's hand
"It is great to meet another willing member of our crew."
He looks Nari over critically
"So, a whole new body? I remember a friend of mine ended up as a satyr when they did a reincarnation spell on him. It's a hard thing to deal with, I hope all is well with you."
He frowns when the Thief of Charms is brought up
'Well, you were hired by the warrior Tiandra. I had assumed she would take it. If you have the item, I would assume it is 'spoils of war'. An unknown magical item like that could be worth a load of jink. I really don't know what you should do with it. It doesn't kill folks, so it is inherently less dangerous than many items in Sigil. However, it produces a potent elixir, so it will be valuable to many. Can I see it?"
Renkar nods at Justin
"All excellent points. And I feel that we need to back off our current assignment until such time as things have cooled off. I will send a message to Ser Jad'Hammet and let him know what we have done so far. I think for an intial foray we have done quite well."
Tiandra looks at the group
"You may take these gems as a downpayment. If any of you are interested, I would enjoy some company to the Great Bazaar. Tivuum's Antiquities is quite an interesting shop."
The gems are high-quality, about 4,000 GP worth.
Renkar nods at Ekuur
"I understand the desire for satisfaction, but it should be carefully thought out. Let us talk to this Tiandra, then we can make a descision at that point. Karrin why don't you go visit your friend and the rest of us can see this new client? See if there is any information on old churches near the Shattered Temple."
I figure having Karrin off at the library will keep her busy while Guy is on holiday.
The group stretches and chats while waiting for Tiandra. At Peak, the bell above the door chimes and the warrior enters.
Tiandra is dressed in flame-patterned burnoose and baggy silk pants. Her chain shirt peeks out from the warm orange silk from time to time. Her longsword lies sheathed in an intricately-tooled scabbard attached to a silver-chased swordbelt strung with various pouches and vials. A steel spiked helm capped with a small silken turban containing a glittering red jewel completes her outfit. Now that she has regained her beauty, she is a vision of deadly grace. Think early Grace Jones and you'd be close
She is brought in and introductions are made. She comes to the point quickly.
"I intend to mount an expedition to avenge myself for the insult I received at these reptiles' hands. Your group proved itself both kind and deadly, so I wanted to give you the first opportunity to accompany me. I plan to inquire at Tivuum's Antiquities at the Great Bazaar later this peak to see if I can acquire the portal key to the gate they used. "
She pauses and looks around
"I am well off after a journey to the Elemental Planes, and I can pay you all in quality gemstones. Here is a small downpayment."
She reaches into her burnoose and withdraws a velvet bag. She opens it and reveals the contents. Several high-quality gemstones wink up from the dark fabric.
"Are we sure we want to take time away from the first mission? The longer we wait, the colder the trail gets, yes? And I am itching to pay them back for accosting me as they did."
Renkar turns to Ekuur
"Well, if what I am hearing about your evening is correct, you will not be able to access the church for at least a day, maybe longer. As for paying them back, that may be unwise. The Athar are a powerful faction, at least in their own areas. They are also prone to seeking revenge, not having any gods to pray to they tend to take it on themselves."
Renkar turns to Karrin
"You could always visit your Modron friend Karrin, and perhaps try and do a bit of research on the building."
Renkar turns to Justin
"And you can assist me in talking to this mysterious client you have procured."
Renkar follows the discussion avidly. He puts his training weapon away and motions to Justin:
"Justin, if I could trouble you for a cleansing spell? I fear I have practiced overlong and have no time for a bath."
He taps a finger against his beard.
"Well, seeing as the Athar are aware of your poking about, and perhaps others are following you. I have heard of these Sons of Anarchy, and they are not to be laughed at. Perhaps we should let the place cool off for a bit."
He looks at Justin
"This new client, perhaps helping her will let the current comission settle down, yes?"
Renkar nods approvingly
"You may not be a Guvner, Issac, but there are Guvners with less grasp on the situation of the Cage. Add in the Ser Jad'Hammet is a factor in the Takers, and if he makes too much of a stink the other two contesting factions can cry foul about that as well. "
Renkar looks about
"The legalities of the situation will eventually be settled in the Guvner courts. By that time, whatever is in that ruined temple will be long gone. I suspect Ser. Jad'Hammet has come to us to try and lann the chant of what exactly he's got ahold of here."
Renkar looks back at Issac
"If you know this Hulester cutter, I would suggest you start with him first. Having him just outed as an Anarchist plant will most likely make him relatively bitter. A few coins might make him talk."
Renkar tosses the two Hammers Issac gave him back on the table.
"See where 100 Ladies gets you."