The Forgotten Forge

[Sohala]

The worry only increased as she continued, "There is but a minor problem. Geldem never shared with me the location of the foundry, nor was there anything on his person with any clues as to its location."

[Flay Crimsonwind]

"Even I have a small forge workshop within House Cannith's many walls. Did he happen to have a work location in-city? That might be an excellent place to start working on discovering any secrets he might have held. Do we even have authorization to search his belongings, though...." Marllow has an odd way of being quite still and silent, up until a single moment of action. After which, naturally, he sinks quietly back down. Its odd characteristic like that, and his odd way of never seeming to blink often enough, that give him a slightly less-than-human aura.

[The_Mad_Linguist]

Did he have any apprentices or other close confidants who might be helpful?  I assume that attempts to extract information from his body proved ineffectual.

[Mixster]

(Isn't noticing Marrlows non-human flaws, because he doesn't blink either)
Searching his belongings seems like a decent plan to follow. If nothing else it could give us a clue to whether they have been searched before.

After that he sits still for a while while he transmits to his psi-crystal: >>Are you allright?<<

[Sohala]

She replies to each of your questions in turn. "He had a small room for housing adjoined to the Morgrave University, but it has been thoroughly searched, by able hands, with no results."

"His last apprentice left his service over a year ago, other than that, I thought I was the only one to truly follow his research. As to questioning his deceased corpse...as disturbing as such an action is, it proved a failure."

The lady sighed, "If only we could find his journal...he kept most of his notes in it...but his killer must have grabbed it while trying to steal his belongings and lost it in the fall."

[archangel.arcanis]

His killer was the tin man who tried to fly?

Well my lady I accept you task as an opportunity to prove myself and grow. If the rest of you are in as well I think we should start by searching the area around the scene of the crash.

[Flay Crimsonwind]

"As a member of House Cannith, my participation is not optional, and I serve gladly. Sumabah's selection is sound, and of course any leads on the journal should be investigated thoroughly.

"Is there any other lead we have to go on, m'lady? Just so that we are fully prepared for this task. Even if it is only speculation."

[Sohala]

She gives a nod to your acceptance and answers your question. "Yes, they are one and the same."

"None that I am aware of."

One had been silent until now, unsure if to speak or not, but the mention of the book compelled him to speak, "Didn't we find a bo-" he is cut short as he grunts, and a confused look appears on his metal face.

The lady perked up at One's comment, but questioned its abrupt ending. "Found a what?"

[spoiler]Forgot about your crystal.

>>Many walk by, only one walk in. Bow on belt.<<[/spoiler]

[Flay Crimsonwind]

"Anything you've found will make this go a lot faster. Have you happened across a book?"

[Mixster]

Marl looks over his shoulder towards the door, look for the person with "bow on belt" if the description proves incomplete, he asks for a description of their clothes.
>>Thank you friend, keep me updated, if anyone touches you contact me immediately, so I can protect you<<

He returns to the conversation at hand.
This mystery intrigues me, I am willing to lend a hand if my troubles get compensated. And yes, we should perhaps search and question at the scene of the crash, but I doubt it would be tremendously useful.

Remembering the book Marl says:
Oh yeah who was it that kept that? The one with the Mithril lining, should we take a look on it. It is magical, so useful knowledge could be inside it.

[Sohala]

[spoiler]*Rereads thread* Oh right...Sim has it.  [/spoiler]

Sim let out a heavy sigh, pulled reached into his bag, and then toss the book from the day before on the table. "Here." He then crossed his arms, staring dagger at One.

Shock is clear on the lady's face, "You found it! But where?"

"It may have been on the bridge before the Watch got there..." Replied Sim.

Not even seeming to be worried about the last comment, she snatches up the book. Her signet ring and the mithral threads on the cover glow in unison as she takes hold of the small book. When she opens it, the blank pages immediately begin to fill with delicate script and line drawings. She turns to a specific page, studies it for a moment, and then pulls a folded map from inside her cloak. Lady Elaydren proclaims.

[archangel.arcanis]

In for a copper in for a platinum. I already agreed but this makes it even more worthwhile.

[The_Mad_Linguist]

Those terms certainly sound agreeable.

[Sohala]

Having lost any sense of an upper hand, Sim replies, "I suppose, as I am not busy, I could help out."

Seeing everyone else agree to the terms, One pipes up, "I will help too."

"Very good." She pulls out a sack of from her cloak, dropping it onto the table with a loud clink, "You will be needing these as well." She drops two folded pieces of parchments onto the table beside the sack. "If there are no other questions, you may be on your way, don't worry about your tab." She goes back to reading the book as the curtain seems to part on its own.

[Flay Crimsonwind]

Something like this was good for the house, so Marllow was pleased. He noted the feeling mentally, then took up one of the pieces of parchment. "Thank you m'lady. I've been asked to accompany them on this endeavor, so I too will take my leave." With that, he starts for the door, reading the parchment on the way.

[Sohala]

[spoiler]*Flips coin*

The parchment you picked has a sketch of a seven-pointed star device. Small notes are off to the side, but fading has left only one readable, "adamantine".[/spoiler]

[archangel.arcanis]

Sumabah follows Marllow.

[Mixster]

Marl follows, activating his Psi-Crystal on his way out and picking it up.

[Sohala]

As One and Sim make to leave, a look of sudden surprise crosses your host's face, "You two," Pointing at Sim and One, "I would ask you to remain."

*Sigh* "What is it now? Did we do something wrong?" Questioned Sim.

"No, there just may be may be more to this than I first thought." Seeing Cumulo still sitting at the table, "Inform the others that these two will not be joining in your venture."

[The_Mad_Linguist]

[spoiler]Trying to bow out the NPC(s).  I figure this is a good rationale for him to just sit in the background and provide plot if there's trouble.[/spoiler]
Cumulo flips the appropriate waitstaff a copper and starts heading out.  

Excuse me, One, but do you know anyone we can talk to about what Old Gerald was working on?  It might be best for you to do a separate investigation - at a sensitive time like this, it might be prudent not to have a bunch of highly visible strangers asking questions.  We'd both be working on the job together, obviously, but having us run interference in the riskier parts of the investigation will make your efforts far more effective.