The Shackled City - Golarion Prelude


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OOC: [MENTION=17100]Fangor the Fierce[/MENTION] If you would like to visit your mother's house, please take the lead describing the stop and finish it off with you leaving your mother's house and beginning your return trip to the Morkoth
 

If the man expected Nia to become angry, she may have surprised him. She grinned knowingly. "Ahh, I see...you don't have to say anyting more den...if you haven't got anyting about Surabar, den I won't trouble you any more. I only came because rumors said de wizards here had a lot of books on de subject, but you know how rumors work. Always leadin' folk astray." She laughed and patted the podium's side condescendingly.

"When you've got someting wort readin', maybe I come back. Don't feel bad about not havin' anyting either. Place like dis...dey spend all de money on fancy place, an' don't spend any on gettin' any books. I'm sure you be affordin' a few someday."
 

I assure you madame, we have many fine tomes on the history of Surabar and the founding of Cauldron. But a savage like you would as likely burn them for kindling then read them. Now...if you don't mind....please leave.

You wonder at his sudden surge of confidence....and then realize that in the commotion two armed guards have subtley moved their way closer to the elf's podium. They've made no agressive moves. But their hands rest lightly on their swords.
 

Nia ignored the guards. She ignored the insult as well, knowing the elf was trying to provoke her into doing something stupid so they'd have an excuse to throw her out.

"Oh, now you say you have de books," she muses. "What right do you have to keep dem locked up and away from people, hm? If you do not let all people learn, den you wind up wit' a city full of idiots. Which might explain some tings..."

She rubbed her chin thoughtfully, then changed tacks. "So tell me den...you said enrolled students, and benayfactors can read de books. Tell me troo how to enroll, or how to be a benayfactor. Do dis, and I will leave dis place for awhile."
 

Hah! Like you would ever be allowed to enroll. I will only tell you because I know this information will be useless to you. The board will grant benefactor status to any that donates 1000 gold to the school. To enroll as a student, you must be sponsored by a benefactor or staff member, as well as pay the monthly tuition of 50 gold. As you will likely attain neither the money nor support necessary for either, I stand here happy in the knowledge that you will never see page 1 of one of our books.
 

Caytis winces at the very thought of the fireballed rat, but as his employer notices the slip, the half-elf jumps on the distraction.

"Order from the Cardinal. I was on a job for him, which went a bit awry with fire beetles. So ... black pepper?"
 

Bah, damn fool takes my only help away on some jungle safari and then treats my shop like his own personal spice rack. You tell that Cardinal he's lucky we have history or I'd tell him where he can shove his black pepper. Bah....

The old man hobbles over to cabinet by the sales counter and removes a glass bottle of peppercorns. Weer takes the order slip from Caytis and hands him the bottle.

The next time the Cardinal wants to plunder my reagents, you tell him to at least send over some of that roast chicken his wife makes. Now go on before I decide I need you to alphabetize my grimoires.
 

Nia nods thoughtfully and says, "You have done as I asked, so I will do as I said I would. Good bye, tree man. I hope you enjoy de taste of your own words, because I will definitely enjoy watching you eat every last one of dem. Until den..."

She turns and walks back to the door of the Academy, brain already ticking as she works out her next move.
 

OOC: Monday evening I will bring the group back together, so please try to have anything you want to do completed before then. I will try and respond short responses throughout the day
 

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