[Eberron] The Forgotten Forge

"What exactly is it? How do we recognize it?" Flawed asks, after keeping silent for most of the conversation. It seems to shrink a bit, realizing that it just has drawn attention to itself again.
"And... it the heirloom was why the man was killed - what makes it important to the Lord of Blades?"
 

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Rawhide happily calls for six orders of steak and eggs, a helping of gruel, and plain toast (a whole loaf's worth) while making the "Gannon-face" towards the halfling. He then waits contentedly and quietly while waiting for the food, paying no attention whatsoever to the silly conversation about levels, rings, and dark lords...
 

Plonk orders bacon and eggs and beans, and a hot cup of tea with a dash of vodka. "Hold the tea," he tells the waitress. "Not much of a read is it?" asks Plonk. When Elaydren talks about the forge, Plonk is aghast at the depth. "Fifty-seven levels down? That's... a bit of a walk. Especially when we return up!"
 

"I must agree with Plonk. It's a rather long way to walk. And I didn't even know that Sharn had that low levels," Gannon says. "But I'm up for the challenge, if you're sincere about the reward."
 

She nods in response to Flawed's question. "It's an adamantine plate in the shape of a seven-pointed star, roughly the size of his hand." She points to Gannon. "It has no special power by itself, but is an ancient schema, part of a pattern used by Cannith artificiers to craft unusual items. It dates back to well before the war. As to why the Lord of Blades wants it, I'm not privy to his plans, but I do suspect that his intentions aren't good."

As she finishes speaking, your breakfast arrives. The halfling matron, accompanied by a much younger halfling male who carries Rawhide's food, lays it out for you. Lady Elaydren hands the halfling a bank note and continues to address your questions.

"It is a bit of a walk, yes, but I'm sure the reward I'm offering should cover the costs of healing any injuries you might suffer during the transit. House Jorasco has quite the salve for blisters." She grins. "This map," she slides it across the table to Plonk, "should show you the quickest way to get to the sewers of Dorasharn Tower. Once there, you'll find the door somewhere beyond the E-213 Valve Cluster -- now that I think of it, you might require a quide to get to the cluster, so plan accordingly. The door will be sealed with a mark similar to the mark on the cover of the journal. Open the door, and you'll gain access to the levels below, including the one with the foundry."

She pauses to let this sink in and to have a little bit of her breakfast. After a few mouthfuls, she asks, "Do you have any other questions or shall I be off after my breakfast?"
 

Plonk receives the map and thanks the lady. "Well we have agreed to be of service. Yes, and a guide might help," says Plonk. "How will we find you after? And what else might be down there?"
 

"When you've acquired the schema, leave a message for me at the House Sivis message station in Barmin Tower. You should then wait for me here." She pauses to think. "If I remember correctly, Bonal said he'd want to bring fire for this expedition, although I can't imagine what he meant. Other than that, there could be anything down there, but I doubt it's anything the four of you can't handle."
 

Rawhide excitedly dives into his food, smacking and slurping loudly. When Lady Elaydren mentions the door, the shifter looks up, slackjawed. Swallowing a mouthful of greasy eggs, he asks simply, "How open door?"
 

She shakes her head. "Well, it'll either be through the usual means -- unlocking it or battering it down -- or it won't. My guess would be that it won't. House Cannith (and all the houses for that matter) typically seal important doors magically. In any case, Bonal didn't seem to think it would be a problem, as he never asked me about it."
 
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Plonk looks at Rawhide and wonders Of all the companions in the world, I had to find one with the worst table manners.
 

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