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<blockquote data-quote="Schwarzwald" data-source="post: 73877" data-attributes="member: 544">I stare at the key and think to myself...&quot;...One hundred Platinum...&quot;&quot;dangerous metaphor....&quot; I mumble...&nbsp;&quot;Royal Daughter...&quot; The phrase is still stuck in my teethI look at the serpent on the folio, then at the iron on the table. One is a puzzle; the other is the solution.I reach out, my small hand claiming the key before Hearthmount’s &quot;professional&quot; hesitation can swallow it. &quot;A month to ensure the architecture of this house doesn&#039;t collapse under &#039;unsimple&#039; circumstances?&quot; I say, my voice regaining that elven trained, corrected edge. I don&#039;t look at the others, or the mention of the money...I keep my eyes on the floorboards where the cargo waits. &quot;Acceptable! If these texts are as &#039;practically dangerous&#039; as Petros suggests, they require a proper audit before they are moved! One does not simply carry a volatile ledger across Ustalav without knowing its weight...&quot;I look to Kendra, then to the spot beneath our feet.&quot;Well,&quot; I say, the rhythm of my Theorbo beginning a slow, steady pulse to drown out the hum.*slow donwn and stop playing &#039;everybody&#039;s circulation&#039;*&nbsp;&quot;I suppose we should see what sort of cargo the Professor trusted us with.&quot;Roll for perception on the iron key to the serpent folio and see if it matches up or any other discrepancies pop up.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Schwarzwald, post: 73877, member: 544"] I stare at the key and think to myself... "...One hundred Platinum..." "dangerous metaphor...." I mumble... "Royal Daughter..." The phrase is still stuck in my teeth I look at the serpent on the folio, then at the iron on the table. One is a puzzle; the other is the solution. I reach out, my small hand claiming the key before Hearthmount’s "professional" hesitation can swallow it. "A month to ensure the architecture of this house doesn't collapse under 'unsimple' circumstances?" I say, my voice regaining that elven trained, corrected edge. I don't look at the others, or the mention of the money... I keep my eyes on the floorboards where the cargo waits. "Acceptable! If these texts are as 'practically dangerous' as Petros suggests, they require a proper audit before they are moved! One does not simply carry a volatile ledger across Ustalav without knowing its weight..." I look to Kendra, then to the spot beneath our feet. "Well," I say, the rhythm of my Theorbo beginning a slow, steady pulse to drown out the hum.*slow donwn and stop playing 'everybody's circulation'* "I suppose we should see what sort of cargo the Professor trusted us with." Roll for perception on the iron key to the serpent folio and see if it matches up or any other discrepancies pop up. [/QUOTE]

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