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"Bah...a few bugs are the least of our concerns on a good day!"[/b] growls a towering orc of muscular build. However, his skin has the luster of bronze and his eyes are a glimmering blue. He carries a large blade with glimmering grooves of multicolored metal on his back. He looks around at the others present and nods. "Shutek. Point me at whatever needs to be dealt with."
"Quite common for there to be these type of individuals to have their hands in many pockets. Thank you for the information, we should be careful to watch ourselves in the market. They likely have eyes all about." Shutek says, thinking over the new information. He follows quietly behind Khaldan, attempting to aid any discussions.
But tends to drag any conversation down.
Shutek is a Casmar man of impressive build. His towering frame is partly covered by an elaborate breastplate but his arms are bristling with lean muscle and elaborate tattoos depicting a swirl of fire and lightning. The tattoos bear strong resemblance to the glittering metal of the blade draped across his back. He stance is aloof as he finds himself a comfortable spot against a wall.
"Absolutely, with this many trinkets laying around you are asking for a curse or two. There is still a lot of work organizing them but perhaps it needs a few more agents down here. It was fun there at the end aside from my friend getting sprayed by one of those things." Shutek says brushing off the worst of it, chuckling at the situation.
"Perhaps our large chest of an ally is right, we should dig around for more items to prepare for whatever comes from destroying that shard." Shutek says warily as Orion starts blasting it with divine energy.
Shutek picks up the dagger and lets it dance through his fingers before getting back to work sorting through the mess of artifacts, specifically the neglected towering shelves.
"Tricks upon tricks, we need to find what could be causing this." Shutek says with his brow furrowing. Having already looked over the scrolls he stomps over to the pile of treasure.
Apparently too frustrated to focus.
With no luck on checking the craftsmanship of the treasures, Shutek examines them for magical capabilities.
"Well, yes, I have a few dozen questions and possibly more when I look at the items. I have some knowledge on books but it won't compare to artifacts and relics...is there a process or guide for cataloging?" Shutek says, brow furrowing with worry over not being able to accomplish the task to the level it needs. "Perhaps Rain in Cloudy Day has all this handled but I wanted to check." he smiles and nods at the mushroom-man.
A Casmar man strides into the vault. His towering frame is partly covered by an elaborate breastplate but his arms are bristling with lean muscle and elaborate tattoos depicting a swirl of fire and lightning. The tattoos bear strong resemblance to the glittering metal of the blade draped across his back. "Grand Archivist." the man says with a short bow before turning to the other agent, "That is a mouthful. Nice to meet you all the same. My name is Shutek Niel." As he speaks a smirk grows across his face but his eyes stay serious, a swirl of orange and blues dancing across his iris. |
