[IC1] Pool of Radiance


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When Elmus (Oog) comes back and tells the others about some kind of auction taking place, the adventurers try to learn more about it. The other spectators do not seem overly interested in them, so it's easy enough to mingle with the crowd and listen to their talk (some of which they can even understand, some more that Elmus can translate for them).

“... Do you think he’ll really show up — the Boss, I mean? ...”

“... Ah, I’m not surprised he’s wearing a disguise. I seen him once, and I’d wear a mask, too, if I was as ugly as him. ...”

“... He won’t come, He’ll just send somebody, maybe a powerful wizard changed into a goblin or something. ...”

“... I heard that one of the merchant’s helpers melted into a puddle of lard when he touched the thing. ...”

“... Disguise or no disguise, you gotta know who the Boss is: he’ll be the guy bidding the price up. ...”

“... The Boss has to buy it. He can’t let something like this get into the wrong hands. ...”

“... Muldoog saw it, and he says it has to be at least a thousand years old. ...”
 


Eldwyn

"Very interesting, I suspect we qualify as the 'wrong hands', so I'd very much like to find out what all the excitement is about."
 

Intrigued by what is truly going on here, Selvaggio tries to listen to more conversation as he keeps his eye on the stage. Intrepido circles a few times and lays at his master's feet as he keeps an eye on any dangers.
 


[SBLOCK=Kordunn]As you concentrate on the surroundings, you feel evil everywhere around you; there are no particulary strong evil auras, however.[/SBLOCK]
 

Still a bit unsure what to make of the whole situation, the adventurers stay to learn more about it. Listening to the humanoid chatter proves less inspiring than they had hoped, however, most of which could be learned there was quickly figured out; there's some sort of powerful magical weapon to be auctioned off and everyone around is wondering what it might be and whether the mysterious ‘Boss’ might have some special interest in it.

One thing is apparant, though. Noone here seems to actually know who this ‘Boss’ is, or have met him in person, but everyone respects (or fears) him.

A while later, there is a small commotion ahead. Some of the spectators on the other side of the podium move aside to let someone through. It's not possible to see who or what is heading towards the podium, yet.
 

Kordunn restrains the urge to lay about him with spell and blade. 'Patience' he thinks to himself as things seem to be starting with someone approaching the podium.
 

Still resting against the wall of a nearby building, Selvaggio sits there anticipating what might occur. Intrepido's ears perk up in a mimic of his master's anxiousness as the emotion is felt through their bond together.
 

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