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Alandri’s wood and clay row house sits near the canal bridge, a sign hanging over the front door displaying her name. The unusual front door is a mosaic of glass scales with the abstract image of a royal-blue fish swimming in the sky. As Saur, Tanraeth, Jenk, and Fleur stand at the entrance of Alandri's home, another member silently joins them, a Tripkee by the looks of it. His bulging eyes oscillate between the member closest to the door, and the ornate mosaic glass. Without prompting, the door opens.
A gnome wearing a suit of dark scales like a second skin opens the door and assesses your group, her wry, scrutinizing eyes peering from beneath wild purple locks. Alandri cracks a dimpled smile and casually says, “You’re late.”
Alandri
With a wave of her hand Alandri invites you all into her home. "Did Teacher Ot mention what you'd be helping me with this morning?" Her sly eyes slowly move from one face to the other as a smirk plays on her lips. She claps, "We're going fishing! I need your help with the catch of the day to sell at my stall later today." Closing the door to her shack behind the group, she gestures to the now cold breakfast.
"The students from the Magaambya are usually early when they come to help--" the gnome clucks her tongue, shaking her head, "It doesn't reflect well on Teacher Ot." Approaching Jenk, Alandri reaches for his seeking bracelet, given this morning by Teacher Ot. "Not well at all," in her grasp, the gnome crushes the red bead to summon their teacher to the house. After crushing the bead, she takes a step back from the group, arms folded, tapping her foot. After several minutes, Teacher Ot is nowhere to be seen.
With the day still ahead of her, Alandri shrugs, "If you'd been here on time, these would have been fresh and warm," the breakfast table she points to is modest fare for a fisherwoman: eggs scrambled with roe, white meat fillets of fish over craggy pan-fried muffins, and pickled vegetables--not to mention the strongest smelling coffee Saur, Jenk, Tanraeth, Fleur, and Starfinger have smelled in a fortnight. "As it stands, you'll have to wait," as Alandri re-heats the food on her stove, she espouses, to no one in particular, the importance of punctuality.
Alandri's hut isn't large, but the modest interior includes several wicker looking woven chairs and a solid bench. More ornate mosaic windows allow brightening light into the space on each of the four walls. You notice a bed in one corner, mostly of straw. The cast iron stove on which she cooks now is the largest piece of furniture aside from an oak armoire. Hanging on the wall, several drawings appear to capture Alandri with a grinning gnome man in the similar glittering scales that she now wears. In one such image, the gnome man is leaning on an ornate cane carved with the same fish swimming through the sky.
One of you spots the same cane, hanging above Alandri's cot, with no sign of its owner to be found.
"Now, sit," Alandri says as she corrals the group to be seated on the wicker chairs surrounding her table, placing a plate of food and a mug of coffee in front of each of you. Before anyone lifts a fork, the gnome presents each of you with a shiny black scale that shimmers with different colors under the light. "It's advisable to eat this with your meal--it'll go down easier."
Bubbling Scale
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Storyteller's Aside
Since this is a gnome's home,
@vertigo, Tanraeth may find the chair a bit cramped and the cutlery a bit small. Think tea time with those little plastic cups and teapot. Tanraeth isn't large, but this place wasn't built for a creature of his size.
@rush99999 - Ms. Pi says, "Thank you, thank you!" She pockets the additional silver with a big smile. "You saved us back there--you come back any time!" Jenk can tell he's got a fan. Just one more fan to fan the flames of the mob.
OOC: I'm going to wait to have Fleur be occupied elsewhere until after the group leaves Alandri's.
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