Chapter 4: Adventures in Blingdenstone

Kazook hands the stone back to Mai'ngor, "Can't say that I'd know anything about it, I deal mostly with precious ore and gems, not cursed rocks. I'm sorry that I can't give you more than that, but I wish you the best."

"I've been down here a long time and I've never seen anything like it, so that's a safe bet I think."

"Mostly gems and fine jewelry, but I also manage trade with other places in the Underdark," Kazook says, "Gracklstugh, Mithral Hall, even Menzoberranzan on occasion."

"They have a great number of goods that can't be gotten here. Of course we do so through so many people that they'd never know it's us they're selling to," Kazook says proudly.

"Maps to the surface, you mean? Or to the grove?"

Xeliss
The gnome considers for a moment, "You want to take one of our maps? I'm afraid that can't be allowed, of course. Though if you do want to help me make a copy, I suppose we could do that much, considering what a great help you and your companions have been," he says, pulling tubes out of a box nearby and then sticking them back until he comes to the one he wants.

He carefully opens it and pulls out an old map, unrolling it and placing paperweights set with large rubies on the table to hold it down. Even looking at the thing is dizzying, with its multitudes of crisscrossing passageways and a very confusing legend written into the bottom corner.

Mai'ngor
"Weapons, heavily enchanted for killing. Armor, unsurpassed except by the most talented of dwarven smiths. Scrolls, exotics foods, perfumes... most anything you can think of, they have it or can get it," he says, shrugging, "Vicious and evil as they are, they craft some of the most beautiful works of art, and have exotic tastes and a varied selection."

Elfog
As you wait patiently in your room, an odd lizard makes its way halfway across the floor before sitting down and staring at you. It stands about a hand high and has distinctive red stripes running up and down its back.

Hunter
Hunter sees many beautiful pieces of jewelry, interspersed among a variety of more practical items. Vials, mortars, pestles, even an occasional book.

Mai'ngor
"Ahh yes, but these are all contracts I had in place before we began reclaiming the city. It wasn't easy to relocate everything here, but I did it because my people could use the supplies, you see," Kazook explains, "most of the wares here come through one of my contacts."

Elfog
The lizard sits down, similar to how a dog would and cocks its head to the side, making a sound that is a passable imitation of your grunt.