Merchant Of Death?

[*MimiFearthegn]

As Sasha asks around the Festhall the artistic community there would know a lot about the sculpture. It was one of only three made, over a thousand years ago. One has been destroyed and another lost so it is the sole surviving specimen. As she passes the gallery she would see the tall Efreeti woman who was present at the auction looking at one of the paintings. She'd wave Sasha over when she sees her a broad grin on her face.

"Oh I remember you from the auction! I know a bit about the statue, dreadful business that. I am stopping at the Bariur but its terribly lonely. Perhaps you'd like to join me for lunch and we can talk about it?"

"Of course, I'd love to join you for lunch." Sasha smiled her sweetest smile, and came at the appointed time, full of questions - who was she, why had she wanted the statue, why does she think someone would kill for it? Phrased less demandingly, of course, and spaced out at appropriate intervals. . .

[*HamsterHyde]

The news didn't surprised much the dark figure sitting in the middle of that room deprived of light. "He had the essence of death upon his shoulders." She closed the newspaper and placed it aside, standing next to the window. Outside the dusk was giving way to the gloomy night where the mist started to cover up the street lights.
She thought it was a good night. The absence of moon made her feel odd. It used to add some charm to those landscapes of horror. A pity. Although she thought it was indeed the appropriate night to bring life upon death, or perhaps undeath would be more accurate. It was time to visit the Mortuary to had with Dorland Xef that little chat they were not able to finish the night of the auction.

[*Iggwilv]

((As we have people in different locations to each other I am going to try something different here.

Scene: The Celestial Radiance Tavern

The bad maid nods at the question

"As a matter of fact I do, here"

She writes something down on the back of a beer mat and hands it to corny, he'd find a guild ward adress 737-739 Mercurial Way

"You're not the first person to ask some tiefling with strange bulbous eyes came here too and asked me, friend of yours?"

Before he can answer he is accosted by Dawn she nods politely through his opinions on the paperweight as he puts it.

"I see, how much did you bid on it and did you know Mister Xef or any of the others bidding on it? Did you notice their reactions when he bought it and if so whose and what were they like. As for the buyers the auction house keeps records. I'd try there."

On inspection of her badge Corny would see that she is a Measure one but her plump frame and lack of any armour as well as the smell of various chemicals coming from her would suggest she is more of investigator than in some kind of combat role. As Neerpha enters she trails off and she lets the Gensai and corny speak, before addressing her.

"Hello Miss. Were you at the auction too?"

As she talks she looks not at Neerpha but at the barmaid as if to confirm something.

"I'll need to talk to you too as well if that is alright."

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Scene: The Mortuary

Iptai makes her way through the hive to the cobwebbed Mortuary. Around her she hears the man shuffles and groans of the living dead as they go about their eternal business. A thin pale man wearing hood and robes spots her and walks over from the corpse he seems to be embalming. He listens to her questions no flicker of emotion on his face and now change of expression can be seen. He answers in a calm monotone.

"I know little about Mister Sarch aside from the fact he has made arrangements for a quite lavish burial plot with us. As for our Factol? I did speak to Factor Trevant and he only said something about the Factol being in Sigil to see something with his own eyes. He told me the Factol said something about wishing to see if it was really what he thought it was, or just as it appeared."

At this point Nepheris enters she is passed by a dark robed man with trimmed enat black hair. He carries a letter sealed with the Factions seal the writing on the front reads "Justice Andor The Prison" The man talking to Iptai acknwoledges the newcomer but continues his conversation.

"As for the statue. I hear Mister Sarch acquired it from an Efreet based here in Sigil when he went out of business. There were a lot in the City of Brass who were agreived it fell into his hands. The living have such strange attatchments to pointless things."

He turns to Neerphis

"Can I help you madam?"

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Scene: An Anarchist safe House in The Hive

The Arch Angel waits. Rats scuttle across the floors and damp grows on the wall. They are not there long though when Grek, a bulbous eyed frog like Teifling arrives to drop off what he was asked for and she receives a scribbled note.

Lot one: Ring of necromancy bought by Cora Gladstone, no known address but often seen in the Bazzar

Lot two: Some big enchanted scythe bought by Iptai Golgherro often keeps a shop in the Bazzar.

Lot three: An orc Slave bought by the elven woman Nienna like the other two the Bazzar is the best place to find her.

Lot Four: The statue bought by Dorland Xef, I think you know the Mortuary is the best place to find him

Lot Five: A Modrone slave bought by Nienna (see lot three)

Lot Six: Scrolls of Mnemur Bought by Iptai (see lot two)

My girl at the inn says a lot of folks seemed pissed off when Xef bought the statue, some priest from the Abyssal Temple named Mabius and a Doomguard by the name of Mauric even made remarks about dead booking him to get it.  She also says no one at the Inn was allowed to see what is for sale before it was auctioned. I don't know about the Merkhant Staff, I'll need a bit of time to work my way in there. The address is 737-739 Mercurial Way in the Guild Ward though.

Frog

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Scene: The Hall of Records

One of the archivists digs out what the fated hold on House Sarch forJall

"All I can release to the public is that Hosue Sarch is based at 737-739 Mercurial Way in the guild Hall. Until two days ago their registered owner was Xue's Sarch he has since retired and they are yet to confirm a new one. That is all I can release to the public domain people pay well to have their details protected."

He lets the suggestion hang there.

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Scene Rhistels Workshop

Rhistel would return home to find Neerpha absent and the remains of a copy of SIGIS burned up int he fire place, apparently she has been reading what he has been reading.

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Scene: The Civic Festhall

The Efreet smiles.

"That is wonderful news, you must try the Salmon when we get there it is very good."

She towers at well over six foot but seems overtly feminine and giggly as if compensating for her height next to Sasha. They make their way to the Golden Bariur

((The rest of this I would like to do in game as "stuff is about to go down" and your character may or may not want to share what happens but keeping it off the forum leaves that up to you.

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((Ok I think I have got everyone if I have missed you (and I might have there is a lot of you) please pm me. Tarus, as alluded to in The Mortuary scene Dace can expect a reply via pm soon.

[*Ambiguous Ruin]

Scene: The Celestial Radiance Tavern

The bad maid nods at the question

"As a matter of fact I do, here"

She writes something down on the back of a beer mat and hands it to corny, he'd find a guild ward adress 737-739 Mercurial Way

"You're not the first person to ask some tiefling with strange bulbous eyes came here too and asked me, friend of yours?"

Before he can answer he is accosted by Dawn she nods politely through his opinions on the paperweight as he puts it.

"I see, how much did you bid on it and did you know Mister Xef or any of the others bidding on it? Did you notice their reactions when he bought it and if so whose and what were they like. As for the buyers the auction house keeps records.  I'd try there."

On inspection of her badge Corny would see that she is a Measure one but her plump frame and lack of any armour as well as the smell of various chemicals  coming from her would suggest she is more of investigator than in some kind of combat role. As Neerpha enters she trails off and she lets the Gensai and corny speak, before addressing her.

"Hello Miss.  Were you at the auction too?"

As she talks she looks not at Neerpha but at the barmaid as if to confirm something.

"I'll need to talk to you too as well if that is alright."

He smirked a little as he received the address even if it was on an improvised space. "Aye, much obliged lass." Not resisting his attempt to simply give a wink of his own. Soon after quirking his brow, about to say something until Dawn butts in. Making a mental note to get back to it later whilst focusing on the gnome once more.

"Cannae recall, somethin' like one hundred an' fifty thousand?" very expensive paperweight "I reckon tha' was my last offa' or somethin'... might rememba' wron'. I was tossin' offa's left an' roight. But didnae make it ta the interestin' folks with massive offa's. An' didnae know aboot Xef. Some dunce with jink." soon after he shrugged "Eh, lotsa stink eyes cast at 'em, there was this genasi tha' was obsessed aboot the thin'. An' then there was mista' an' missus efreeti. An' lady fiend red head... oh an' the pale bald guy an' his were-parrot. Whazzit names."

Another nonchalant shrug before continuing casual like "Well the latta' two were all suspicious like murmurin' "Oh we be gettin' it otha' ways" ya know, bein' between a vrock an' a hard place with the massive bid put forth." he did make the quote marks with his index and middle fingers and a satiric impression of the pale man whom stood next to him the day before. Also very much downplayed the veiled threat that he had been pursuing as an evidence.

As Neerepha entered, gestured at the genasi "Aye tha's one o' 'em high-bidda's. Totally a motive, wouldnae ya say?" he nodded with deadpan, keeping nodding as he slowly turned to look at Neerepha, then flash a cheeky mischievous grin. "Cannae trust the fleetin' nature o' the air genasi, eh?" Of course he was intentionally picking moderately implausible reasons. Behind the gnomes back he gave a wave at Neerepha, mouthing a silent 'hi'. Allowing Dawn to focus on Neerepha.

Looking back at the barmaid "Oh fish-eyes was 'ere? Whazzit he ask an' do 'ere? An' where'd he go? We go lon' way an' all... didnae know tha' he was back thou'." Of course he had no idea who this tiefling was, so he just ran with the improvised story.

[*HamsterHyde]

Scene: The Mortuary

Iptai makes her way through the hive to the cobwebbed Mortuary. Around her she hears the man shuffles and groans of the living dead as they go about their eternal business. A thin pale man wearing hood and robes spots her and walks over from the corpse he seems to be embalming. He listens to her questions no flicker of emotion on his face and now change of expression can be seen. He answers in a calm monotone.

"I know little about Mister Sarch aside from the fact he has made arrangements for a quite lavish burial plot with us. As for our Factol? I did speak to Factor Trevant and he only said something about the Factol being in Sigil to see something with his own eyes. He told me the Factol said something about wishing to see if it was really what he thought it was, or just as it appeared."

At this point Nepheris enters she is passed by a dark robed man with trimmed enat black hair. He carries a letter sealed with the Factions seal the writing on the front reads "Justice Andor The Prison" The man talking to Iptai acknowledges the newcomer but continues his conversation.

"As for the statue. I hear Mister Sarch acquired it from an Efreet based here in Sigil when he went out of business. There were a lot in the City of Brass who were aggrieved it fell into his hands. The living have such strange attachments to pointless things."

He turns to Nepheris

"Can I help you madam?"

The situation was convenient, more that she could expect, and that pleased her. The subtle figure of the woman barely stand out in the low light of that lugubrious place called the Mortuary as Iptai was the center of attention and a new distraction came into scene, the messenger.
Of course that letter took her attention but she was there for other matters. It could wait.

"...the City of Brass who were aggrieved it fell into his hands. The living have such strange attachments to pointless things..."

When the pale man turned his attention to the figure...

Can I help you madam?

...It wasn't there anymore. Perhaps she decide turning back or perhaps she has never been there. One way or another, her presence was vanished, a faint echo in the shades of the Mortuary. And within them.

[*Neerepha]

Scene: The Celestial Radiance Tavern

The bad maid nods at the question

"As a matter of fact I do, here"

She writes something down on the back of a beer mat and hands it to corny, he'd find a guild ward adress 737-739 Mercurial Way

"You're not the first person to ask some tiefling with strange bulbous eyes came here too and asked me, friend of yours?"

Before he can answer he is accosted by Dawn she nods politely through his opinions on the paperweight as he puts it.

"I see, how much did you bid on it and did you know Mister Xef or any of the others bidding on it? Did you notice their reactions when he bought it and if so whose and what were they like. As for the buyers the auction house keeps records.  I'd try there."

On inspection of her badge Corny would see that she is a Measure one but her plump frame and lack of any armour as well as the smell of various chemicals  coming from her would suggest she is more of investigator than in some kind of combat role. As Neerpha enters she trails off and she lets the Gensai and corny speak, before addressing her.

"Hello Miss.  Were you at the auction too?"

As she talks she looks not at Neerpha but at the barmaid as if to confirm something.

"I'll need to talk to you too as well if that is alright."

He smirked a little as he received the address even if it was on an improvised space. "Aye, much obliged lass." Not resisting his attempt to simply give a wink of his own. Soon after quirking his brow, about to say something until Dawn butts in. Making a mental note to get back to it later whilst focusing on the gnome once more.

"Cannae recall, somethin' like one hundred an' fifty thousand?" very expensive paperweight "I reckon tha' was my last offa' or somethin'... might rememba' wron'. I was tossin' offa's left an' roight. But didnae make it ta the interestin' folks with massive offa's. An' didnae know aboot Xef. Some dunce with jink." soon after he shrugged "Eh, lotsa stink eyes cast at 'em, there was this genasi tha' was obsessed aboot the thin'. An' then there was mista' an' missus efreeti. An' lady fiend red head... oh an' the pale bald guy an' his were-parrot. Whazzit names."

Another nonchalant shrug before continuing casual like "Well the latta' two were all suspicious like murmurin' "Oh we be gettin' it otha' ways" ya know, bein' between a vrock an' a hard place with the massive bid put forth." he did make the quote marks with his index and middle fingers and a satiric impression of the pale man whom stood next to him the day before. Also very much downplayed the veiled threat that he had been pursuing as an evidence.

As Neerepha entered, gestured at the genasi "Aye tha's one o' 'em high-bidda's. Totally a motive, wouldnae ya say?" he nodded with deadpan, keeping nodding as he slowly turned to look at Neerepha, then flash a cheeky mischievous grin. "Cannae trust the fleetin' nature o' the air genasi, eh?" Of course he was intentionally picking moderately implausible reasons. Behind the gnomes back he gave a wave at Neerepha, mouthing a silent 'hi'. Allowing Dawn to focus on Neerepha.

Looking back at the barmaid "Oh fish-eyes was 'ere? Whazzit he ask an' do 'ere? An' where'd he go? We go lon' way an' all... didnae know tha' he was back thou'." Of course he had no idea who this tiefling was, so he just ran with the improvised story.

Neerepha replies Corny's greeting with a cold, impassive nod. If she heard anything he said at the Measure he was talking to, she wouldn't react. "I wished to meet you again in better circumstances." she added a moment later, in odd voice tone completely lacking her usual insolence.
She looked down at the Gnome with her blue and black eyes, that day surrounded by dark circles. "Yes? What can I do for you?"

[*Plaxy100]

Scene: The Mortuary

Iptai makes her way through the hive to the cobwebbed Mortuary. Around her she hears the man shuffles and groans of the living dead as they go about their eternal business. A thin pale man wearing hood and robes spots her and walks over from the corpse he seems to be embalming. He listens to her questions no flicker of emotion on his face and now change of expression can be seen. He answers in a calm monotone.

"I know little about Mister Sarch aside from the fact he has made arrangements for a quite lavish burial plot with us. As for our Factol? I did speak to Factor Trevant and he only said something about the Factol being in Sigil to see something with his own eyes. He told me the Factol said something about wishing to see if it was really what he thought it was, or just as it appeared."

At this point Nepheris enters she is passed by a dark robed man with trimmed enat black hair. He carries a letter sealed with the Factions seal the writing on the front reads "Justice Andor The Prison" The man talking to Iptai acknwoledges the newcomer but continues his conversation.

"As for the statue. I hear Mister Sarch acquired it from an Efreet based here in Sigil when he went out of business. There were a lot in the City of Brass who were agreived it fell into his hands. The living have such strange attatchments to pointless things."

Hmm thankyou sir, *she presses him a jink even if he didn't ask for one* do you think it might be possible if I can speak with Factor Trevant. I'm sure you heard the news and like to narrow down the possibilities.

[*Nimiane]

Scene: The Celestial Radiance Tavern

With a scrawled letter in hand, Odette slips in through the tavern doors behind both Corny and Neerepha and meanders her way to the bar where she orders a drink. Of course, she arrives toward the end of the conversation, but should the blonde catch Corny's gaze at any point, she lifts a few fingers and lazily waves his letter with a flash of white teeth. Odie doesn't interrupt, however, leaving the man to go about his business until free.

[*Wings of Freedom]

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Scene: An Anarchist safe House in The Hive

The Arch Angel waits. Rats scuttle across the floors and damp grows on the wall.  They are not there long though when Grek, a bulbous eyed frog like Teifling arrives to drop off what he was asked for and she receives a scribbled note.

Lot one: Ring of necromancy bought by Cora Gladstone, no known address but often seen in the Bazzar

Lot two: Some big enchanted scythe bought by Iptai Golgherro often keeps a shop in the Bazzar.

Lot three: An orc Slave bought by the elven woman Nienna like the other two the Bazzar is the best place to find her.

Lot Four: The statue bought by Dorland Xef, I think you know the Mortuary is the best place to find him

Lot Five: A Modrone slave bought by Nienna (see lot three)

Lot Six: Scrolls of Mnemur Bought by Iptai (see lot two)

My girl at the inn says a lot of folks seemed pissed off when Xef bought the statue, some priest from the Abyssal Temple named Mabius and a Doomguard by the name of Mauric even made remarks about dead booking him to get it.  She also says no one at the Inn was allowed to see what is for sale before it was auctioned. I don't know about the Merkhant Staff, I'll need a bit of time to work my way in there. The address is 737-739 Mercurial Way in the Guild Ward though.

Frog

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Archangel takes the note, reading over it from within the shadowed overhang of their hood.

In the low graveled inflection of a Hiver, the tiefling is thanked and entrusted with the job he is trained to do; and if not he, than another he would be able to contact assuredly.

With the tavern staff ruled out for the moment, the merkhant staff had become a possible lead.

Additional feelers are extended to the Mortuary, probing any intelligence who might have access to the body or at least have been within earshot of discussion; specifically anything unusual about the make, or coating of the supposed arrow used and if such was the cause of death.

Were there any injuries sustained additionally?

The Archangel waits patiently for answers, returning over the next few cycles should the information take longer to acquire.

[*Er_Nano_Infame]

One of the archivists digs out what the fated hold on House Sarch forJall

"All I can release to the public is that Hosue Sarch is based at 737-739 Mercurial Way in the guild Hall. Until two days ago their registered owner was Xue's Sarch he has since retired and they are yet to confirm a new one. That is all I can release to the public domain people pay well to have their details protected."

He lets the suggestion hang there.

leant at the desk or library jall smiles a little ''but they retired now, no? shouldnt do too much harm...'' in her palm appears a small but full purse of jink, casually jiggled to the archivist

should he take the purse she'd keep asking about xue, the house, why the retirement, what they dealt into...also would remind to ask again about the statue, its creator, and dead buyer