Servants of the Thrallherd IC 2 [3.5, faster posting speed]

[J-H]

Cendrick & Melinda

The homunculus crosses its arms and taps its foot in a waiting pose. It has an ugly expression on its little red face.

A dwarf carrying a wand and spell component pouch comes down the steps, handling them with ease despite his short legs. Even though he’s wearing normal clothes instead of a robe, it’s obvious that the dwarf is a wizard.

He speaks in a relatively high-pitched, clear voice for a dwarf. “I am Brand, one of Mezzir-Shazz’s apprentices. Since he has not requested your presence, the fee for an appointment is 500 gold pieces, or some other sufficiently interesting form of payment. He is indeed the greatest wielder of arcane might in the city, and is busy with his studies, personal projects, and overseeing our efforts and does not offer ‘services’ for sale to anyone who walks in off the street.”

He waits for your response.