Time Well Spent

[Tom Cashel]

This fellow, one Jund Oliuk, seems pretty clueless of your innuendo. "We only deal in simulacra here, Sir," he stammers, "of you or anyone of whom you can provide a piece--a toenail, perhaps...but the Master is sleeping now...and, uh, since he's the only one who can make the simulacra, you'd have to wait until he wakes up..."

He sees that he hasn't quite said what you wanted to hear.

"Uh...there's all manner of interesting and unique magic items at a magefair, though. What, specifically, were you looking for?"

 

[Lucius Foxhound]

"Thanks, Jund, my friend. I find the making of simulacra pretty amazing. One day, I'd like to figure out how to do it."

Lowering my voice

"Truth is, I'm not much more than an apprentice myself. My master sent me to find a certain magic item. But when I mentioned it to that guy - thumbs to the other stall - he acted like I was asking for some evil artifact or something!

"I'm supposed to find an hourglass with obsidian endcaps, filled with green sand... any ideas? Apprentice to apprentice? I'd really appreciate it."

 

[Tom Cashel]

Jund looks almost stricken at the phrase "evil artifact." Poor guy. "I don't know about any, uh, artifacts...but I do know that there isn't a timepiece sold at a magefair in the North without Mackleberry Handervump knowing about it!

"Does that, uh, help?"

 

[Lucius Foxhound]

"It does. I thought Master Handervump was hinting at something. I'll speak with him again. I thank you for your time. Sometimes .... I wonder if all this work is worth it, don't you?"

I smile at him.

Well, I think, I guess it's back to Master Handervump's stall.

I check the sky for some sign of the time... I'll need to save myself an hour so to memorize spells.

 

[Tom Cashel]

You estimate two hours until dawn.

Once again you approach Handervump's Mind-Boggling Thrill Shop and Component Suppliers, and you have to wait for Mackleberry to help a few customers before he looks up and sees you. He rolls his eyes and gives an exasperated sigh.

"Cheers to you, Sir, I'm sure. What is it now? I'm a busy man, wot? Buying and selling, buying and selling..."

 

[Lucius Foxhound]

*sigh*

"Master Handervump, generous mechanteer extraordinairre. I was, ah, wondering how a man of modest stature like myself could find himself invited to a more, ah, private showing of your more interesting wears. Perhaps, ah, even an auction of some kind. I have much in the way of money, I might even be able to dig into the Nether regions of my coinpurse for some interesting items to trade.

"Your help in this matter will be much rewarded, I assure you."

[Let me know if I need to make any sort of roll... ]

 

[Tom Cashel]

Handervump looks delighted.

"Well, Sir! Say no more! You're not half as dense as I took you for! Ha-ha! Just a joke there, wot?"

He lowers his voice to a conspiratorial whisper.

"Invitations are scarce...but I still have a few open seats. 5,000 gold coins of any mintage will suffice."

 

[Lucius Foxhound]

Lucius hold his jaw to keep it from dropping

"Uh, mmmm, excellent. Quite a bargain. I'll need to access my secure chest. Will gems suffice or must I get them exchanged for coins? On the other hand, will a magic item of sufficient value suffice?

"However, I've got a Mageduel to prepare for. I'll be back as soon as a knock that Invoker back to apprenticeship."

 

[Tom Cashel]

[Send me a Bluff roll!]

 

[Tom Cashel]

"Oh, of course, my good Sir! Ha-ha! Handervump's Mind-Boggling Thrill Shop and Component Suppliers will still be here when your finances--and your duel--are in order! Good show! Just let me know, wot?"

[Now you make a Sense Motive roll!]