KahlessNestor
Adventurer
EBERRON: THE PLUMBERS ROGUES GALLERY
EBERRON: THE PLUMBERS OOC
Lower Northedge/North Market/Discreet Investigation and Security Services
Far, 27 Rhaan, YK 998 (Early autumn)
Weather: Temperature normal for the season (cool), no wind, light rain
Fenic stood on the ladder leaned against the building in Northedge Market across the street from The Horse and Hearth, the House Ghallanda inn. The new location was good. It would provide free advertising to all the visitors to the district that used the Horse and Hearth.
The male city goblin eyed the sign critically.
DISCREET INVESTIGATIONS AND SECURITY SERVICES
Liutbrand Torrn d’Tharask and Co., Inquisitives for Hire
Reasonable Rates. Inquire Within.
Fenic leaned in and blew on the new golden signet of the Finder’s Guild that hung below the sign, acknowledging their quality of service. He polished it off with his sleeve and smiled proudly before climbing down and taking down the ladder. Taking it inside, he put it away in the closet, then adjusted the hanging of the framed Sharn Inquisitive article that hung prominently on the wall: PLUMBERS’ SOLVE BAFFLING OIL THEFTS.
Straightening his vest and cravat, Fenic went to the canteen in back where the kettle was whistling. He prepared the blackroot tal in the kettle and let it steep, putting it onto a tray with six cups and a pot of honey before carrying it into the board room and setting it onto the table. He returned to the canteen and retrieved two small baskets. One held ashi, a thick, golden flatbread from the Shadow Marches. Master Liutbrand liked it with a little honey on top. The other held sweet cremfel, a sweet bread pastry and an Aundairian treat for Lady ir’Etrielle.
Satisfied everything was in order for the late afternoon debrief, Fenic dusted his hands of cinnamon, licked off a bit of icing, and returned to his desk in the front office. He slipped on a pair of spectacles and pulled out yesterday’s expense reports. He flipped through them and sighed, then dashed off a quick note to remind Korra -- yet again! -- that she needs to keep her receipts and turn them in so they can be charged to the clients! He slapped it down on Korra’s note-sticker, expertly avoiding impaling his hand.
EBERRON: THE PLUMBERS OOC
Lower Northedge/North Market/Discreet Investigation and Security Services
Far, 27 Rhaan, YK 998 (Early autumn)
Weather: Temperature normal for the season (cool), no wind, light rain
Fenic stood on the ladder leaned against the building in Northedge Market across the street from The Horse and Hearth, the House Ghallanda inn. The new location was good. It would provide free advertising to all the visitors to the district that used the Horse and Hearth.
The male city goblin eyed the sign critically.
DISCREET INVESTIGATIONS AND SECURITY SERVICES
Liutbrand Torrn d’Tharask and Co., Inquisitives for Hire
Reasonable Rates. Inquire Within.
Fenic leaned in and blew on the new golden signet of the Finder’s Guild that hung below the sign, acknowledging their quality of service. He polished it off with his sleeve and smiled proudly before climbing down and taking down the ladder. Taking it inside, he put it away in the closet, then adjusted the hanging of the framed Sharn Inquisitive article that hung prominently on the wall: PLUMBERS’ SOLVE BAFFLING OIL THEFTS.
Straightening his vest and cravat, Fenic went to the canteen in back where the kettle was whistling. He prepared the blackroot tal in the kettle and let it steep, putting it onto a tray with six cups and a pot of honey before carrying it into the board room and setting it onto the table. He returned to the canteen and retrieved two small baskets. One held ashi, a thick, golden flatbread from the Shadow Marches. Master Liutbrand liked it with a little honey on top. The other held sweet cremfel, a sweet bread pastry and an Aundairian treat for Lady ir’Etrielle.
Satisfied everything was in order for the late afternoon debrief, Fenic dusted his hands of cinnamon, licked off a bit of icing, and returned to his desk in the front office. He slipped on a pair of spectacles and pulled out yesterday’s expense reports. He flipped through them and sighed, then dashed off a quick note to remind Korra -- yet again! -- that she needs to keep her receipts and turn them in so they can be charged to the clients! He slapped it down on Korra’s note-sticker, expertly avoiding impaling his hand.
Feel free to have your characters assemble for the end of day progress reports, have a treat. Write a little about the case your character is working on, and take an Inspiration.
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