"I have some maps of the old tower, but I doubt they'll do you much good. Most of the tower shattered, and what didn't shatter got all mixed around. And I can't tell you how many people have been in there since it fell. Thousands at least, maybe millions. People that had relatives there came to claim what bodies and possessions they could find, businessment came to take away goods and documents, and scavengers have been coming ever since to claim what's left." Dargun says with a sigh.Arimat said:"Such a job could be quite dangerous. It will require some careful planning. Do you have any maps of the old tower? Do you know of anyone who has ventured in since the tower's destruction? It might take a few days to gather all the information necessary and make sure we are properly equipped."
"Well now, I believe I can offer you three hundred gold apiece, or something from my vaults of similar value. An item of a small enchantment, or perhaps a weapon of dwarven quality," he says simply. "Oh, something else you will need, a drawing of what you're retrieving! Most people haven't seen a lock when it's outside of a door, so take this diagram. The lock is roughly the size of a small melon, so it weighs quite a bit. The keys may be near it, but don't worry if you can't find them. We can always make new ones."Harolk said:"Come on, don´t be such a bunch of sissies," says Harolk. "It´s only a matter on coming in, getting the gadget, and coming out. And how much did you say you´re going to pay us?"
Dargun smiles broadly at Bail's enthusiasm, and stands and clasps the young man's hand in acceptance of his service. "I thank you Bail, and the rest of you for accepting. This may not be as glamorous as a daring rescue, but it is important to my House. If you need any mundane items, rope, lanterns, that kind of thing, I believe I have some of that on hand. What do you need in that respect?"
Don't be afraid of them, or you're going to be a terrified little mouse for the rest of your days. Is that how you want to be remembered? As a scared little boy?Hxaptös said:"Into the bowels of the city again," replies Hxaptös with more than a little trepidation. I hope you're right about this group thing. Heading back down towards the Cogs sounds like a pretty bad idea to me. THEY are down there, Xoriat edges ever closer, he thinks to Voice.
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