*Zaed would recieve the note and reply as follows.*
'Meet me at the inn. I request staying a bit low profile as you seek me out there, best just to ask the owner for me.'
He would send it back off and head to the 'guvners office' to go through the proper channels to get work started on the building.
A New Paradigm
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*Darkrob
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Zaed would receive the following note while poking about.
wrote:ZaedÂ… a name long missing from the information highways of Sigil. Long thought dispersed to the multiverse with dÂ’Kridis, not more than fading passages in tomes of local lore.
If itÂ’s true that you are back one must conclude that you havenÂ’t been consumed along with the Cartel. I would be interested to know if you are but a probe for dÂ’Kridis and the Cartel or a free man on your own. His tendrils have fallen from this city, his businesses long since taken over by me.
If you are but a singular enterprise, without the influence of Hildmor leading you, I welcome you back to the Cage. If you are but a servant of his, setting up some sort of return, we should talk. If only to reduce any chance of miscommunications leading to conflicts.
Charles
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*Kari_Shadowfox
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Nanae rolls her eyes a bit as she reads over the note from the comfort of her own room elsewhere in the city, but goes along with it's instruction regardless. She enters the Inn indicated without fanfare, walking quietly to the innkeep and asking quietly for Zaed. She is dressed as she normally is, in dark purple robes and darkly tinted glasses.
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*DemonAbyss10
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Zaed would send his reply to Charles as follows.Darkrob,Aug 21 2013 wrote: Zaed would receive the following note while poking about.
wrote:ZaedÂ… a name long missing from the information highways of Sigil. Long thought dispersed to the multiverse with dÂ’Kridis, not more than fading passages in tomes of local lore.
If itÂ’s true that you are back one must conclude that you havenÂ’t been consumed along with the Cartel. I would be interested to know if you are but a probe for dÂ’Kridis and the Cartel or a free man on your own. His tendrils have fallen from this city, his businesses long since taken over by me.
If you are but a singular enterprise, without the influence of Hildmor leading you, I welcome you back to the Cage. If you are but a servant of his, setting up some sort of return, we should talk. If only to reduce any chance of miscommunications leading to conflicts.
Charles
wrote: I am doing this of my own volition. Just like you intended to get the crafters and tradesmen together yourself after the fall of the cartel, into a union of sorts, I intend to open up facilities for metallurgists, arcanists and such to do their own research, as free from prying eyes as I can. From my own experiences, I find one can truly create some truly innovative things when shielded from the Guvners, Harmonium and Mercykillers.
I actually was inspired to do this not just from my own travels and experiences, but the Ideals of the Godsmen. In fact, I think an agreement of information trading between us would actually strengthen both of our businesses. Yours would benefit from being among the first to actually benefit from the research, an example being the alloys of planar metals you might remember me working on. My group would benefit by knowing what there is a market for as well as an increase in potential partnerships.
And to put it bluntly, D'kridis... he fell, nor have I noticed the usual contacts and scouts of his for quite some time. His 'empire' has fallen, and it is best to continue on with my own goals.
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*DemonAbyss10
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Nanae would be directed to a private room/booth. Inside, she would find a man wearing armor crafted so well, it seems even a certified grandmaster would not even approach the level of craftsmanship, the armor being a deep black with pearlescent white detailing. In the room with him would be a bottle of mead and two wine glasses, only Zaed's being filled. There would also be a few scrolls and writing implements. Leaning next to him would be a falchion with a blood-red blade with black markings ans swirls flowing through its design. It too seemingly made by more than just a grandmaster craftsman.
"sit, I have been expecting you."
he would gesture to a seat across from him.
(roll a lore check as well as a spot if you feel up to it)
"sit, I have been expecting you."
he would gesture to a seat across from him.
(roll a lore check as well as a spot if you feel up to it)
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*Kari_Shadowfox
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(( Lore Roll = 47 Spot Roll = 27))
She moves to the seat indicated with a rather neutral expression, a brow cocked slightly in mute inquiry at the man. Her yellow eyes peek over her dark glasses, getting a measure of the man before her.
"Greetingz, Mizter Zaed." She says in a strangely accented voice. "I am Nanae Azhterazhi, az yu well know. Let uz get down to buzinezz, zhall we?" She leaves her hands folded before her on the table.
She moves to the seat indicated with a rather neutral expression, a brow cocked slightly in mute inquiry at the man. Her yellow eyes peek over her dark glasses, getting a measure of the man before her.
"Greetingz, Mizter Zaed." She says in a strangely accented voice. "I am Nanae Azhterazhi, az yu well know. Let uz get down to buzinezz, zhall we?" She leaves her hands folded before her on the table.
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*DemonAbyss10
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*LORE RESULT: She would likely have heard about how skilled Zaed is in terms of smithing/metalwork/metallurgy. Some have indeed hailed his work as beyond that of even many grandmasters.
*SPOT RESULT: She would notice that the falchion has a peculiar aura about it. It's appearance is of a fleeting shadow that flickers about the blade once in a rare while. Other than that, nothing else is noticable at the moment, other than that the blade might just be more than it simply appears to be.
"Indeed... let us begin. I am Mr. Nahalis, as you would have guessed. I prefer we get to business right away." He pulls aside a scroll and a quill, seeming to jot down notes as the interaction continues.
"I have heard tell of your skills, but I need to see tangible examples of what you are capable of. If you are interested in being a part of this new paradigm in how one approaches their... works... I need proof that you are capable of providing the innovation in your respective field of work and research." He would lean in and gaze at her intently, his eyes pretty much drilling her. (unintentionally intimidating, rolled a 51. And note, intimidation doesn't necessarily mean scary either, depending on how she is, zaed could be more awe inspiring instead. It is up to you on how to play this)
*SPOT RESULT: She would notice that the falchion has a peculiar aura about it. It's appearance is of a fleeting shadow that flickers about the blade once in a rare while. Other than that, nothing else is noticable at the moment, other than that the blade might just be more than it simply appears to be.
"Indeed... let us begin. I am Mr. Nahalis, as you would have guessed. I prefer we get to business right away." He pulls aside a scroll and a quill, seeming to jot down notes as the interaction continues.
"I have heard tell of your skills, but I need to see tangible examples of what you are capable of. If you are interested in being a part of this new paradigm in how one approaches their... works... I need proof that you are capable of providing the innovation in your respective field of work and research." He would lean in and gaze at her intently, his eyes pretty much drilling her. (unintentionally intimidating, rolled a 51. And note, intimidation doesn't necessarily mean scary either, depending on how she is, zaed could be more awe inspiring instead. It is up to you on how to play this)
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*Kari_Shadowfox
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" I know yu are interezted in my experimentz, but az I ztated bevore - zhe paperwork are my rezultz, not any tangible object which can be dizplayed at will. I am not a zmith, nor am I an enchanter ov objectz. My work iz largely theoretical."
Her voice has moved back into casual neutrality. "I am alzo interezted in having a more private facility vor my work, and agree to yur conditionz. Iv yu really want zhiz "proov" ov my work, zhen hire me on probation. I do not juzt hand over my unpublizhed experimentz. Too many lack zhe integrity to give credit where it iz due."
She adjusts her glasses on her nose. "Zhough I zincerly hope yu aer not one ov zhem, I cannot take chancez, yu underztand."
Her voice has moved back into casual neutrality. "I am alzo interezted in having a more private facility vor my work, and agree to yur conditionz. Iv yu really want zhiz "proov" ov my work, zhen hire me on probation. I do not juzt hand over my unpublizhed experimentz. Too many lack zhe integrity to give credit where it iz due."
She adjusts her glasses on her nose. "Zhough I zincerly hope yu aer not one ov zhem, I cannot take chancez, yu underztand."
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*Kari_Shadowfox
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Her expression chills and hardens at his words and gaze, not approving of the intimidation, intentional or not. "I do not appreciate yur inzinuationz, Mizter Zaed. I am primarily a reszearcher and thuz, have little in zhe way of tangible objectz bezidez paperz. Would yu like zhe key to my viling cabinet?"
The last piece of her statement is wrought with dry amusement, and she briefly dips a hand below the table to withdraw a few well-crafted wands, bottles of essences, and potions. The wands are some of her highest level work; the potions are Greater Sequencers, some of which store a barrage of 9th circle spells, and the essences are of radiant quality. "Zheze are what I uzually market to otherz. My more...elaborate itemz ov interezt are kept zomewhere away vrom prying eyez and vingerz."
She tilts her head. "I will not zimply give away my innovationz to zomeone vor zhe zake ov an interview. Zuvvice it to zay, my zpecialtiez are zhe rare, zhe ztrange, and zhe dangerous." She taps the table, looking thoughtful a moment. "Iv yu are truly keen on zeeing my work... zhen yu zhould vizit zhe Lower Ward lab. I am ovten zhere."
The last piece of her statement is wrought with dry amusement, and she briefly dips a hand below the table to withdraw a few well-crafted wands, bottles of essences, and potions. The wands are some of her highest level work; the potions are Greater Sequencers, some of which store a barrage of 9th circle spells, and the essences are of radiant quality. "Zheze are what I uzually market to otherz. My more...elaborate itemz ov interezt are kept zomewhere away vrom prying eyez and vingerz."
She tilts her head. "I will not zimply give away my innovationz to zomeone vor zhe zake ov an interview. Zuvvice it to zay, my zpecialtiez are zhe rare, zhe ztrange, and zhe dangerous." She taps the table, looking thoughtful a moment. "Iv yu are truly keen on zeeing my work... zhen yu zhould vizit zhe Lower Ward lab. I am ovten zhere."