Seeing that the adventurers have agreed to his fee, Reeger produces two hefty pouches of coins from his coat and tosses them on the table.
"I do not believe Loris would go after what the Codex details, not even with a sizeable expedition. I myself would certainly think twice about such a venture. Any member of the academic community would be unlikely to steal it, as after my research is finished they could freely study it themselves, and thievery would tarnish their reputation. No, I think that any theft would have to be motivated by either the value of the work, or the desire to use what it describes." The professor's brow furrows and he is silent for a moment. Finally, he slumps his shoulders and looks at the group. "The codex describes an eldritch machine of great power. Thus far in the translation it is unclear as to exactly what it does, but based on other passages, it is likely that it has something to do with the creation of the undead. The location of the machine is deep in the Mournlands."
"But that information is not widely known yet. Only Loris, myself, and now you know about that. If some less than reputable type got wind of that information, then ..." Reeger's eyes grow wide and his face pales a shade, "The destruction a necromancer could cause with such a machine ... Host preserve us."