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"Deal!" Yseldra pulls out a form contract and signs Peran's contract away to Atum. "Where should I tell Ophelia to meet you?" Atum - The meta of what this all means:
Portents of imminent doom haunt Atum. He takes a –1 penalty on all saving throws and cannot stabilize while below 0 hit points. This effect is semi-permanent and continues beyond this adventure until mitigated. "Come again soon!"
"Do we have a deal?" asks Yseldra hiding a big smile behind her triple-fudge brownie.
"Come now, are most mortal's futures worth so much as another's soul?"
Chandu opemly scoffs at the suggestion of 20000gp. Such nonsense, a simple mortal soul, even a dangerous one, is certainly not worth so much and be selling it to us you also frustrate the devil Leventi. I am sur that is something you would find amusing. "My aren't we the little name droppers. I normally do not divulge the identity of my clients, but Leventi is a bit of a prat. I will tell you what I will do, I will drop the price to 5,000 gp, or one person's doom--their fate which is an excellent deal even if I do say so myself." I had no close relations with hellknights, and do not plan to.... "Too bad, I was hoping someone might know where he got his new Hellknight from."
"I've got a few Hellknights, but 'traitors?' A lost love, elf? I am forever fascinated by your mortal relationships. Do you want to show them how successful you have become since their demise? I love that sort of thing. The old twist of the dagger. It's just romantic in me. Tee-hee. I could maybe cut you a little deal on the price if can attend the reunion." says the little old woman in a mock conspiratorial tone. She comes in with a tray of tea and cookies. Chandu browses idly through the ship. Yes, we are looking for information on the soul of Phelia Peran, we understand you have control over her contract? "Oh yes. She was a Thrune agent, you know. Very dangerous." She manipulates a scrapbook via mage hand. The pages flip to reveal a dark-skinned woman dressed in a charcoal gray cloak, along with her personal data. "That's her there. But if you want to buy her it will be 20,000 gp if you are paying in gold as you mortals do, however I am willing to be paid in other currencies as well." she says staring at Jair. "The soul's price is high because of her usefulness, and because she is currently being leased to a devil, so I need to cover the contract’s termination fee."
Chandu sifts through the various information they have found. We are running out of time, we should follow leads most directly relevant to what we are here for. I suggest we speak to this Erinyes or Nighthag. We shoud let Zarta know about both so she can pursue the one we dont cover.
Yseldra's shop is hard to find, basically it is a hole-in-the-wall down a winding alleyway. It's unmarked doorway opens on to a small parlor decorated like someone's grand mother's living room with a couch and various mismatched chairs, a coffee table and shelves full of nick-knacks and scrapbooks filled with images and contracts for the souls she owns. "Go ahead look through the albums." says Yseldra, who looks as though she could be someone's grandmother. She presses through a beaded curtain and into the next room continuing to talk as she does. "Did anyone want any tea or cookies while you browse? I might have brownies." The group can hear her moving things around in what sounds like her kitchen. "What where you looking for, exactly? Was it something kinky? You can tell Yseldra. I don't judge. I mean you're already in Hell, right?" |
