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[Anastasia]

"Yes. What is not known is that he was dealing with a cursed wound, one that took him nearly a decade to have mended," Ruby remarks, "He is currently evaluating his options to return to the fray. A good time to talk to him, as he's looking for ideas and causes." With the faintest smile, "I believe Mister Sisatar would say this is a prime opportunity."

[Nephrite]

Moore laughs a bit. "Does Mister Sisatar mind if I explain to Kaja that he's who suggested him?" He nods afterwards. "Regardless, I will be happy to speak to him -- even if he says no, at least giving him an explanation of current events is a wise choice."

[Anastasia]

"That is not a problem," Ruby says, "Go to 1830 Platinum Street and ask for Wyleth. That will set you in the right direction to meet with him."

[Nephrite]

Moore nods. "We shall do just that. I have a homestead in Lunia if there is any correspondence that you would care to relay my way or if anything comes up that require my talents for the Consortium."

He stands at that. "If you could send anything you have on good information gatherers and the like for the future, I would be most appreciative." He offers a bow. "Thank you as always."

[Anastasia]

"We always enjoy profitable business," Ruby says, and from there...

Next move?

[Nephrite]

We'll get whatever it is from Mr. Dragon Chef and then go to the address we were asked to go to!

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d100 --> [ 1d100=75 ]{75}

All the streets of Brightwater are rich. Some are richer than others, just as some are quieter than others. This street is tucked away between two markets, the noise barely reaching it. Tall oak trees on the side walks provide ample shade here, the buildings right off the sidewalks and narrow but multistoried.

1830 Platinum Street is a seven story house more a tower than a house. It's quiet here, only a few people on the streets, most of them going into or coming from the buildings here. The building itself is made of red brick, rising up and with glass windows liberally added - albeit most of them have curtains drawn.

[Nephrite]

"I'm not much of a betting person, but this seems like an obvious... what's the word, front?" Moore says as he approaches the building. "'All that glitters is not gold' or something like that..."

[Anastasia]

"Glitter is greed's deception," Cresiel agrees, "The greatest tragedy of gold is the value others assign it."

[Nephrite]

He nods and flies up to open the door -- unless it's already open, he will go inside!

[Anastasia]

Knock, knock, knock.

A gruff looking dwarf (as if there was another type) opens the door. He's squat, stout and wearing scale armor and a horned helmet. He gives you a long look, moving to shut the door firmly in your face.

[Nephrite]

"I'm here to speak to Wyleth!" Moore tries say before the door is shut.

[Anastasia]

The door pauses and opens. The dwarf gives you a long look and points to his mouth, opening it. You see no tongue in his mouth, only a jagged, faintly orange glowing scarring all across his mouth.

He then takes out a scrap of parchment and focuses on it, writing appearing. In simple Common it says, 'What do you want?'

[Nephrite]

"I need to talk to Kaja." Moore explains.

If that isn't enough he can name-drop others, but he leaves it at that for right now.

[Anastasia]

More writing. 'Why?'