Warren permitted himself one of the potions he'd arranged on the desk. He'd intended on saving all of them for his guest but the nagging in his shoulder needed to be quelled, and he was worried about the greatly spiked amount of magical healing he had needed in the recent days. He wouldn't allow himself to become dependent on conjury or alchemy to cover for his mistakes.
The quarters were less humble than Warren had expected, though he wasn't sure why he thought someone as full of himself as the Illustrious Inspector Prauvaulient would cede luxury when away from his homeland. A large, expensive wooden desk. Numerous bookshelves lined with, as near as he could tell, imported historicals and rare editions. Ishgard was a popular subject and there were tens of volumes dedicated to the history and might of the Holy See.
There were portraits on the wall; Excellently made and likely the works of a master. The Inspector himself. Ishgard at dawn. A knight, one who looked much like the inspector but younger.
The spear Warren retrieved from Geezer was nestled behind the door. He was seated beside it, just biding his time until the Inspector returned from his expedition. One hand absently went to the cool glass vial he had tucked away in his pocket. It was one of a handful of items there and the most valuable. It had been given to him alongside advice to be prudent.
"It will look completely natural. No one will know anything was amiss."
He considered the proposal. He knew what he intended on doing, and the potential ramifications it would bring. He was given an out, a way to get what he wanted without destroying himself.
Warren released the vial, his eyes moving to the tools he had arranged on the inspector's desk. His trip through the Gold Court had been one that would have seemed almost hopeful to someone without insight. A stop by a culinarian vendor to purchase a heavy iron cleaver. A brief moment spent before selecting a skinner's knife from a leatherworker's hut. Warren purchased a set of pliers from a Limsan armorsmith and exchanged small talk on their proper use.
The Inspector would be back soon. There would be much to discuss, none of it about proper use of any of those tools.
The quarters were less humble than Warren had expected, though he wasn't sure why he thought someone as full of himself as the Illustrious Inspector Prauvaulient would cede luxury when away from his homeland. A large, expensive wooden desk. Numerous bookshelves lined with, as near as he could tell, imported historicals and rare editions. Ishgard was a popular subject and there were tens of volumes dedicated to the history and might of the Holy See.
There were portraits on the wall; Excellently made and likely the works of a master. The Inspector himself. Ishgard at dawn. A knight, one who looked much like the inspector but younger.
The spear Warren retrieved from Geezer was nestled behind the door. He was seated beside it, just biding his time until the Inspector returned from his expedition. One hand absently went to the cool glass vial he had tucked away in his pocket. It was one of a handful of items there and the most valuable. It had been given to him alongside advice to be prudent.
"It will look completely natural. No one will know anything was amiss."
He considered the proposal. He knew what he intended on doing, and the potential ramifications it would bring. He was given an out, a way to get what he wanted without destroying himself.
Warren released the vial, his eyes moving to the tools he had arranged on the inspector's desk. His trip through the Gold Court had been one that would have seemed almost hopeful to someone without insight. A stop by a culinarian vendor to purchase a heavy iron cleaver. A brief moment spent before selecting a skinner's knife from a leatherworker's hut. Warren purchased a set of pliers from a Limsan armorsmith and exchanged small talk on their proper use.
The Inspector would be back soon. There would be much to discuss, none of it about proper use of any of those tools.
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