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The man looks at the package and opens the cloth a bit to look inside.
"Just what I was expecting! Thank you for your troubles.",
he says and continues absent-mindedly while examining the item.
"A book once created by a powerful priest. Stories vary on his deity, everything from Boccob to Olidammara... It is said to bestow it's user the ability to see visons... But all that doesn't matter to you.",
he then says with a smile and raises his still glowing eyes to you. He raises an eyebrow and asks
"You five were with this whole five weeks? It seems that it left lingering aura to you... But it should vanish over time."
Phineas watches the woman pass interestedly. If only she had a few feathers on her neck, rather than that ugly smooth mass. Hmm... she looks a bit like Suilitai, from the nest. I wonder how she's doing right now...
When Phineas hears his name in the list, he absent-mindedly adds, "Cleric of Tuilviel Glithien..." before his mind wanders off again. He is clearly disinterested in the man, perking up when he speaks of gods and auras, but spending most of his concentration trying to get the bartender's attention and order some ale.
The bartender brings Phineas a good tankard of ale and charges him a silver piece. He seems reluctant to start conversing much with Ran Kang when the group is conversing with the innkeeper. He does give him a brief answer however.
"If you want though there is little to say about these. A respected monk I had the honor to meet before she left the city gave me these to look at when I begin feeling too weak."
Ran hums to himself as the bar tender speaks, nodding. Upon the word “aura” his attention snaps to the inn keeper
“Aura’s? That must have been a powerful book! Maybe we can read some of it sometime hmm? I know they all were wondering what was inside. It sure would be nice to know what we were transporting in detail ya!
Raguel lets out a hearty laugh and then shakes his head with a smile.
"I'm affraid that I won't allow that. It has taken me years to get this thing into my hands and when I've finally achieved that I won't begin by letting this circle around some adventurers who just wish to give it a try.",
he continues and wraps the cloth more tightly around the item on the table.
"I'm sorry, but we spent four weeks on a smelly old ship to deliver this obviously powerfully magical book. It seems very important, and I think three hundred sounds fair."
Kell smiles and kicks Ran's ankle from under the table.
Phineas looks at Ran in shock. "Wonderful trip?! I can't get the smell of vomit out of my nose!" He turns to Raguel, embarassed. "Excuse us for a moment, sir. We just need to argue over whether or not you'll give us more money if we ask for less. As far as I recall, though, we were promised at least three hundred gold."
The setting of Warhammer 40,000 can be summarized in one sentence: The most virtuous, naive, pure of heart, goody-two-shoes race... are basically space Nazis. Yeah.