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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Seravin" data-source="post: 821652" data-attributes="member: 6783">A Return to BlasingdaleFrom Haralton the party went to Milbourne in the morning and checked in with Garyld and Lord Carmon to let them know of the goblins and to inform the pair that the group needed to go to Blasingdale for research and to meet with people at the Library and that they would be back soon.  Garyld was quite interested in the news of the goblins and that they had been there for two years without anyone noticing.  On a whim the group also found Old Grizzler, the dwarf to see if he could make a ring of the sort they needed.  Old Grizzler couldn’t but recommended his cousin in Blasingdale.  “A fine jeweler she is.”Two days later, as the sun was making its way down, the five companions found themselves back in the town of Blasingdale.  Rumors and stories of a recovered dwarven Lor, Khundrukar, filled the common room of the inn they had decided to stay at.  The Lor now stood in ruins and had been inhabited by orcs of all creatures, and whispers told of these orcs serving some dark beast in the depths of the halls.  Mercenaries hired by Ker Lordan of the Lordan Trading House though had put down the orcs and the beast.  There were still rumors of orcs roaming the hills and mountains but people were confident that Baron Althon and the Imperial Guard would take care of things.  Besides the town was busy preparing for the upcoming mid-summer festival.  The party ignored the stories though and made immediately for the Library.“This way.”  Pointed Kestral towards a rather imposing two-story building sitting on a well-trimmed lawn.  “The Library.  Master Kiel should be able to sell us something.”  The rest of the group nodded in anticipation.  Everyone knew that the mages of the Library could enchant anything.  How hard could it be?  Even the doorknocker on the front door was enchanted to question and announce visitors.Twenty minutes later they had inkling.  “An enchanted item?  My dear people, we don’t have those lying around.  Commissioning one of those will take time and money.  Significant money.”“How significant?”“Not less then one thousand gold lions.”  Said Master Kiel.  “Unless you’re looking for a potion of some sort?”  No one gasped but until they could prove that the ring the goblin shaman wore had caused the creation of the swamp, they wouldn’t get that kind of money.  Of course they couldn’t prove that until they got the ring and they wouldn’t get the ring until they traded over a magic item for it first.  For which they needed the thousand gold.“Unless,” Started Master Kiel, gaining everyone’s full attention.  “It is possible we might be able to work out a deal?”“What kind of deal?”  Asked Jallarzi suspiciously.“We have a problem.”  Started Master Kiel.  “The Library that is.”  He clarified.  “One of our members seems to be incommunicado.  Or something.”  His tone was slightly worried and hopeful.  “Would you be willing to try and contact him?”  “Why don’t you guys do it?”Master Kiel looked somewhat frustrated.  “Protocol more than anything else.  He’s in his sanctum as far as we can tell and as member of the Library we are pledged not to invade his private areas without invitation.  You on the other hand have no such restriction.”The companions looked at each other and then at the Master of the Blasingdale Library with some suspicion but in the end, necessity drove them.  “We’ll be here in the morning after we run some errands.”  Says Kellron.“Excellent.”  Smiled Master Kiel.  “In the morning it is.”  He paused thinking of something suddenly.  “Now that that is concluded, what sort of magic item was you thinking of?  Some enchantment for your armor perhaps?”  He asked looking at Kellron.Kellron shakes his head.  “No.  Nothing offensive but something we can give to someone else.”Kiel looked confused but shrugged his shoulders.  “Very well.  A magic cloak perhaps?  Enchanted to ward off spells?  We do something similar for the senior guardsmen of the town.”“That’ll do.”  Says Kellron.The party then spent the rest of what remained of the day running around the city.  Their first order of business was to find Old Grizzler’s cousin and commission her to create a ring to Kestral’s specifications.  Fortunately she had taken a small imprint of the ring before leaving the shaman.  Afterwards Kestral went to West Hill, a district in town where sages and their ilk were known to be for hire.  She immediately found and  ingratiated herself with one part-time teacher/sage and convinced him to teach her a few words of the goblin tongue.  She walked away with a small chapbook of known goblin words and phrases.Meanwhile Panther and Ashimar went looking through the city on the off chance that they could find a magical item somewhere.  They were eventually led to a small shop off the main market street.  The owner, one Ableton did indeed claim to have a magical item that he would be willing to part with – a pair of fine leather gloves that relieved his arthritis.  But he would only part with them for the price it would take to commission the Library to make another pair; 4000 gold lions.  Regretfully they had to walk away, but Ashimar privately vowed to somehow come up with the funds.In the morning the five companions arrived at the Library of Corlean, were announced by the golden, lion-headed doorknocker, and directed to meet Master Kiel on the second floor “Mind the purple step – it might explode.”  Warned the doorknocker.Once upstairs Master Kiel showed them the great black stone arch, standing almost ten feet high and nearly as wide.  It was filled with a gray smoke that was impossible to see through.  “Just step inside and you’ll find yourself in Master Laaris’ sanctum.”  Explains Master Kiel.  “Just find him and let him know we’re worried.  If he’s in trouble or hurt, do whatever you can to aid him.”One by one the five companions stepped through the gray shrouded archway and disappeared.</blockquote>

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