Death in Freeport


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At the Athenaeum

The slight loremaster says "Brother Egil is one of our scholars. Uraqi rituals are not in his area of expertise however, he is more familiar with Khemti rituals I believe. I have read far more of our Uraqi collection than he has and the gaps in his knowledge show when I check on his work. For instance I do not let him near our latest Uraqi acquisitions, I have kept those for myself." He gestures at a bound set of scrolls on his desk with a smile that seems quite satisfied with his own expertise. "However yes, Brother Egil can be assigned to aid you if you wish, it falls within the purview of tasks I have assigned him. What ritual are you researching?."
 

Dogrynn looks around to see if there are any people just lolly gaggin about, he'll approach one and start chatting them up to see if they know anything.
 


"Las' time I saws him 'e was looking so tired, thuh poor dearie. Pale and haunted e' looked. Care fer a beet?" Mother Agnes says with an empty-mouthed smile. "They's good for thuh cholic."

Arcata looks over her cart and all she comes up with is that Agnes' wares are cheap.

Arcata thinks, then asks, "Was he with anyone when he came by? Or have you seen him talking to anyone? It's important that we find him as soon as possible. Did you see which way he went when he left?"
 

Logan Artimus

"I'm not a mercenary," Arcata replies evenly, "And before I accept any request for help, I'd need to know a lot more about what I'm being asked to do, specifically."

"f course, I didn't mean to imply you would sell out Egil or Lucius, but if you could help them and make money at the same time, where's the harm? I don't know specificaly yet, I'm on a mission from my temple to recover some books, Lucius had them and didn't trust his organisation enough to let them have those. As you can jduge by blocking of brother Egils enquiries, something strange is going on there. We are priesthood dedicated to knowledge, but evil knowledge is isolated and guarded, not used. And being high on Iron Mountains, the temple is good place to guard such."
 

"Help them how?" Arcata asks, eying Logan with a mix of curiosity and wariness. "You still haven't told me what you want me to do. I mean, yes, I think something odd's happening here, and I hear that you protect knowledge...but I don't have any idea where I fit into that."
 

Logan patiently explains

"I don't know what I want you to do. I told you already, there is nothing specific I can ask of you at this time. And I'm not asking you to commit to anything either. Just informing you of possibilities so you have time to think it over if I make such a request.

I'm not sure how we can help them if we don't find Lucius. That is the problem here, isn't it? But we cannot allow Atheneum with their corruption to get access to more dark knowledge. Otherwise we will save Lucius and then face more dangerous and experienced opponents later. And who knows what malady might spring out of the books Lucius carries.

I'm just asking you to...to..., well, not to trust me, but that you have this in mind and observe me to determine if you could trust me."

Now, let's concentrate on finding our wayward librarian. Shall we?


Logan offers Arcata his hand so they can stroll along looking as a couple or close friends.

OOC: With offers his hand I mean he raises his elbow slightly so she can hook up her hand, not offering handshake ...
 

Arcata sighs and diffidently takes Logan's arm. She wasn't sure if he was trying to be trying, or if he just came off that way, but it didn't matter at the moment. Even if she was unsure of his motives, he'd be easier to keep an eye on if he was close, rather than off on his own.

She tugs Logan back to Agnes and smiles at the merchant apologetically.

"Sorry about that. Did you happen to see which way our friend went when he left? Or did he come from the same direction each day? It's very important we find him."
 

OOC: I meant this discussion to occur on the way to the market, not in front of mother agnes ... It started when we left the temple. Sorry if it didn't come clear enough

"Yeah, sorry, I got little bit distracted. Did he happen to say something that would indicate where he's staying? Or you noticed something that would give such away?"
 
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