North by Northwest, Chapter 3: The Winter of Our Discontent


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[sblock=Spot, DC 15]The ground where he landed is cracked in a cobweb pattern. Only something much larger than the Mahatkata could have made those dents.[/sblock]"A pleasure to meet all of you. I so rarely get visitors here." He starts to head towards the other end of the courtyard and a set of large, ornate oak doors. Once there, he claps his hands and the doors open to a large room with white marble floors and walls. In the center is a large table, close to the ground, surrounded by white pillows with silver trim and tassles. At least ten svirfneblin, dressed entirely in white, stand around the perimeter of the room. He claps his hands, and two of them bow and leave.

"They're going to fetch some wine and start dinner. We can talk," he says as he gestures to the table and pillows. "Why don't you start by telling me what you'd like to know?" He finds a large soft pillow, pulls it towards the table, and sits down, Indian-style.
 

Herev

I doubt we'll get information for free in here, this place is too weird and the master's calmness is quite intimidating.
Herev whisper to Zeegra and Ghur as they enter.
 

Strahd_Von_Zarovich said:
I doubt we'll get information for free in here, this place is too weird and the master's calmness is quite intimidating.
Herev whisper to Zeegra and Ghur as they enter.


Ghur whispers back to Herev "Remember that we may be useful to him against his rivals"
 

Cole Braddock

What do I want to know? A small smirk leaks out onto Cole's face as he repeats the question in his mind. Simple, how do I remove those with power and give it to the powerless.
 


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