Ptolus: 165 Vock Row - "Rat-catchers"

Mata joins them as Ella is reporting. "Maybe what is obvious to us is not so obvious to orcs. Not much help to be had on my end -- apparently its not a popular destination. A shrine, rumours of a laboratory no one ever found, not a respectable map to be found among them. Apparently we will be breaking new ground." She grins at the thought.
 

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"I've searched through some journals about ratlings, but failed to find any mentions of a four armed variety", Valana says with a disappointed sigh.
 

Thurst nods knowingly at Aeshen's explanation. "Oh, aye, I learned that sewers smell and that humans have odd ideas about architecture," grumbles the frustrated dwarf.

Thurst begins to ponder what the others have reported, you can almost hear the gears in his head turning. "We maynae have any idea where we are going, but I was hoping we might at least have an idea of what is responsible for our abnormal friend."

Thurst notices Aeshen's puzzled expression and clarifies, "The rat..."

"Swamp cheese and hidden lavoratories," Thurst scratches his head, "Why would anyone build a lavoratory in a barmy sewer anyway?"
 

Mata looks at Thurst in puzzlement and then laughs. She says "Laboratory" in dwarvish before going on in common "Well actually, the laboratory was supposed to belong to a powerful transmuter, it might not be completely irrelevant to the presence of four-armed ratlings. If it or he is real. You know humans, always running off on the basis of a story made up by a drunken bard without any plan at all." She stops suddenly, remembering who she is standing with. "Ahem. Present company excepted of course."
 


Aeshen eyed Mata curiously. He'd never learned to play a note of any instrument nor could he carry a tune... as to his heritage his ears were as sharply pointed as any elf's. He shook his head slightly, figuring it to be a 'dwarf thing'.

Aeshen turns his attention to Thurst, chuckling lightly. "I think you may be onto something there..."
 

Thurst mutters a mild dwarven expletive but doesn't have the grace to blush over his mistake. "Speaking of drunk bards, have any of you been subjected to Weldin's new 'masterpiece'? I had ta slam my head in a door to get tha ringing to stop."

"Where's Mairan anyway? Maybe she found something useful."
 

Sounds of rustling and a book or two hitting the ground come from the back of the library followed by a soft "Oops" and a "well now, that's interesting".

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I know it'll be a tough roll, but I'd like to have a spot/knowledge check for finding anything relevant to either ratlings, Ptolus sewers, the Oldtown Clock Tower or magically enhanced/mutant creatures on the shelves.

If you need specifics for the spot/knowledge checks: typical bindings of local bookmakers, materials used in the book manufacturing, script style, symbols on spines or covers
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[sblock=Ella]At a glance, Ella can only find the open books on the sewers and ratlings the others have looked at.

The only Delvers she knows of have produced enough journals of their discoveries to make it impossible to pluck a single fact from the volumes very quickly.[/sblock]
 


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