New Faces, New Places

You can see him shake his head slightly, entering the barely-lit room. Taking the lead he moves with a natural nimbleness, doing little to disturb the people except when he is forced to squeeze between the tightly packed tables. Opening the door you are immediately reminded of just how loud it is, the noisy patrons combined with blood-pumping music contrasting sharply with the current surroundings.

Walking down the stairs Dent you see the party still staring down the half-orc, who is sporting a mildly annoyed look. Removing his cloak Donmo appears to be fighting to contain his laughter, taking in a few sharp breaths to prevent it from escaping. "You guys been here long?" His finger glazes over the rest of the party.

"MORE private?" Donmo looks flabbergasted as he gestures to the bustle of the patrons. "Hiding in plain sight friends, unofficial practice for hou-" *THUNK* Before he can finish his cocky sentence the half-orc bangs her mug against the table, looking ready to chew out everyone here, Donmo included. "It mitigates unwanted behavior compared to private spaces, especially on the first meeting. Now sit. Down."

Donmo begins to sit next to his companion. "Ah, apologies my metal friend. Everyone, I am Donmo, and this i-"

"Kashell." She cuts him off, again.

"I dare say you will need to reevaluate your expectations." Donmo answers smugly.

"I can respect that attitude. Anyone else?"

"Excellent." Donmo holds out a necklace for all to see, protruding on the end is a translucent blue crystal. "Who hear is familiar with Dragonshards?" He places it on the table, allowing anyone to examine it.

"Do you realize just how much technology takes advantage of these crystals? Take the lightning rail for example, House Orien wouldn't ever get that to work without Khyber dragonshards to keep their elementals in place. House Tharashak decided it's time to expand operations, working in collaboration with absolutely brilliant inventors across Khorvaire. The one you need to know about is Xalrick, now he's a bit of an odd fellow..."

"And a backstabber." Kashell interjects, while Donmo looks ready to sigh.

"Xalrick was loaned a considerable number of dragonshards for experimentation: arcane breakthroughs, creating new gizmos, and other...scientific matters." Donmo doesn't seem well versed in the intricacies of Xalrick's work, struggling to find the words. "But now, he's up and disappeared on us. Now this doesn't necessarily mean he's double-crossed us, for all we know the gnome simply doesn't like answering his door. But this is a very sensitive matter, 'off the books' as the halflings say. So your objectives are as followed: Discover Xalrick's whereabouts, find our dragonshards, and most importantly, don't get the bleeding Sharn Watch involved. Clean and simple."