The House Of Six Fingers

[*Xndar]

*Behind the guarded doors of the Proprietor's private chambers, Maelfina and her new assistant discuss the most recent potential business development*

Maelfina (M): "righ', so ye got all tha' lass?"
Sultra (S): "So let me get this straight...you schmooze with some random cager at the bar with the grumbles and manage to pull out of your lovely, sculpted arse a plan to subordinate a local thieves guild?"
(M): "Yeah tha' about sums it up...why?"
(S): "How did you know that this berk would be worth something if you talked with him?"
(M): "Didnae...one o' tha key aspects o' information gatherin an' business be takin wha' opportunities arise...an' if ye dunnae listen an' convince ordinary folks ta talk ta ye, then them opportunities dunnae arise so much."
(S): "Sounds like bloody charity work to me"
(M): "Aye, see charity an' profit aint gotta be as mutually exclusive as ye think. If yer clever 'nuff, ye kin make an act o' outward good will inta an opportunity fer gain. One cannae jes' wait 'round fer such ta fall inta yer lap...ye gotta search fer such...ye follow?"
(S): "I think so...now what's my role in this?"
(M): "Once I got tha lass here, yer job's gunna be as me emissary...'m gunna send one o' me guards wit ye when ye go ta make contact...yer goal be ta convince tha bosses ta come personally...an' wit as little personal protection as possible...emphasize tha' the evenin a' me place will be one o' spirited relaxation. Wit yer natural abilities an' tha recommendation ye came wit, shouldnae be tae challengin mmh?"
(S): *grins* "I doubt it will be"

[*Azulfae]

Vorgazar turns up to Maelfina's bar with the eldest of his Tus'Kor, now entering manhood and beggining to assume some size and strength.

The five lads are cherry faced for a bunch of orcs and leer at the women of the bar pervertedly.

Vorgazar pops his collar and drops the front desk a nice sack of jink for the increadible servicing his lads will be taking this eve.

"Five of youz dertiest ales!" The Warchief hollars to the barman.

[*Xndar]

*To the outside observer and the casual customer, the House of Six Fingers seems to have been just as noticeably effected by the recent string of attacks on supply convoys moving into Sigil as any other business, with orcs grumbling loudly about limited stocks of drinks available in particular. All things considered however, the House seems to be dealing with the shortfalls as well as might be expected.

Curiously, many businesses spread across the Hive also seem to be weathering the crisis far better than an objective observer would deem plausible, in spite of previously having had relatively little resources or protection for their supplies. Some of the poorer sections of the Hive in particular exhibit a remarkable stability in spite of the situation

Privately, a number of business men and women in the Hive give thanks to the sudden availability of supplies from the enigmatic Mistress of the House, and at prices uninflated by the recent crisis...but they are quite careful to not speak openly of the source of their charity...still, one might detect a subtle rise in positive gossip about the azure tiefling within the quarters that most benefited*

[*Cenpuppie]

As promised, Chari stops by the House to make her normal rounds as well as to deliver her custom made healing supplies. Also, there are several large packages that she gives Malia and instructs her to give this to Maelfina, she will know what to do with them.

[*Xndar]

Malia calls over one of the burly security guards, who subsequently fetches Bladebeard the Duergar. The surly dwarf grumbles as he carries the packages out of the bar area and beyond the securely bolted and locked doors of the basement, out of sight and mind of any customers of the House

[*Lucereflame]

The Young and Talented Gwen would make her rounds Across the House of Six followed By Several men Holding large Crates of arcane components.. she would lead them about to the different Entrances and Stop at Each Setting components at Windows, Doors and other Entrances to the facility.. After setting up her materials she would spend the time Required to Set up Wards on The Entrances and the private Areas of the house, There will also be a bag set on the lady's room waiting for her.
(each ward is capable of being activated or De activated By lady Six, and Gwen.)
-List of wards-
Caster level - 18 (wards will be updated as she grows in strength)

Entrances= Mordenkais Disjunction (no save)
Energy Drain (no save (spell resist yes)

Private Areas- Power word petrify (no save.. less then 101 hp)
Flesh to stone ( Fort Save)
Disintigrate (2d6 per caster level, Fort for partial. if killed turn to dust)

[*Xndar]

*upon seeing Gwen begin to set up the Mordenkainens and Energy Drain wards, she steps in and leaves instructions for some alterations*

"Scratch tha energy drain fer tha momen' an' change tha Mord's so tha' I kin be turnin it off an' leavin it off save fer cases o' emergency. Place tha more dangerous wards on tha locked side-doorway ta tha garden, an' in tha entry ta tha vault downstairs"

[*Xndar]

*A brief note is left with Gwen to seek out Maelfina as soon as possible for an important task*

[*Lucereflame]

*Gwen Would Receive the note and go off to the Hall of Records and Brows the Stalls for Any spell books . in Clear Search for a Way to Restore Something made of Ash to its full and normall Form. she would pass gold Where needed and offer aid in Enchanted Wares When Asked. in order to Seek out a Way to Repair What her Mistress needs fixed.*

[*LiquidDreamer]

After hours of looking, Gwen's best lead comes in the form of a magus named "Marcus" a mage that resides in an astral domain of his own making. A master of transmutation, the book actually claims he restored a small desk after it's owner burned it too cinders in a miss cast spell.