[X] Talk to one of Janna's 'Contacts'
"Hey Janna."
"Yeah Doof?"
"Didn't you say you had some contacts or something around here?"
"Yeah, why. You uh… wanna meet him?"
"Yeah! I'm a CEO after all. I should be on the lookout for new opportunities."
"Uhhh… all right dude. Hey Xanay. You uh… might want to sit this out. For appearances."
"Oh?" Xanatos replied, suddenly interested.
"Unless you wanna be seen in your own city walking into Airgead Trading."
"Ah. You've met Brocamas, I take it."
"Wait." You ask. "What's so bad about Brocamas?"
"Nothing that's ever been proven." Owen replies.
"Didn't he call it 'Pot Of Gold Import' or something similarly trite?" Xanatos asks.
"He's had to change the name several times, sir. I cannot imagine why."
Xanatos nods. "He would be a useful contact… but I'd be wary of any offer you don't make yourself."
"Thanks for the advice!" You reply before heading off. "Do you want to meet back up at the auction?"
"Certainly. Oh, but that reminds me." Xanatos says. "There are a couple of items on the block today I've had my eye on, but after talking, I think one of them might be of more value to you. Apparently, there's an item on sale capable of travel through dimensions. In the name of cooperation, I'll withdraw my bid. Good luck."
Oooh. Now that sounds very interesting.
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The Airgead Trading Company turns out to be a small storefront that opens out into a much larger back room. You're not sure if it's bigger on the inside or has simply cannibalized other store's backrooms.
"Well hello there!" An almost insultingly Irish accent calls from the general vicinity of your knees. You look down to see a leprechaun- disturbingly close to a lawn gnome, for you- giving you a cheery smile. "New customers, I take i- ohh, Janna! Good ta see ya lassie. How goes it?"
"Pretty good, Brocky. How goes yourself?"
"Oh fine fine, business be boomin'. Who're your friends?"
"This is Doof." Janna replies, waving her hand over the rest of the group. "These are my friends Max and Vanessa-" Vanessa gives a vague wave while Max stares unabashedly at the small creature, "And this is Russ. Guys, this is Brocamas."
Russ gives a curt nod, looking the place over.
"How do you two know each other?" You ask politely.
"Ohh, Janna helped me out of a terrible misunderstandin' with the Formorians. Ran 'em off the boardwalk! In return for some eh, specialty items. She's been a true crock 'a gold, she has. Even found me a new supplier on tha' West Coast."
"What exactly do you… sell here?" Russ asks suspiciously.
"Oh, this and that."
Intrigue Check: What does that mean?
DC 80 needed: 86+14+38+10+5+7=160
Critical Success!
Russ gives him a look. "I don't suppose some of those things might happen to be less than lega-"
"Ohhh, you smuggle stuff!" You exclaim.
"Shhh, be keepin' yer voice down laddie!" Brocamas hushes you. "I suppose ye could say that I'm particularly good at acquirin' rare items, iffin ye be lookin. Why, I even helped with that there auction goin' down today. Moved a lotta product through me shop, I'll have ye know. Most ov' it even left again!"
"Oh, could you tell me what they're auctioning?"
"What's it worth to ye?"
"Ehh, pass." You say after a moment. "I'll find out soon anyways."
"Fair enough. Anything else ye be lookin' far?"
"Hmm." You think for a moment. "I don't have any big needs at the moment, but if I ever want, I dunno, two hundred strands of unicorn hair or something, I'll give you a call."
Brocamas leans in very close to whisper. "Who told ye about tha unicorns?!?!"
Max rolled his eyes. "If you guys'll excuse me, I need to use the can."
"It's in tha' back."
"I thought we were in the back."
"Tha' back a tha' back. If ye see any floating crates, ye've gone too far then."
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Max sighed as he walked down the hallway and left the group behind for a minute. He wasn't exactly sure how this could be boring, but here he was wishing that he had been left in the hotel! Janna seemed more interested in talking magic theory with the creepy businessmen than trying to sneak off for anything, and Vanessa was under far too much scrutiny to drag off somewhere to relax.
At least his cell phone was getting decent reception, he didn't think he'd be able to stand another eight hours of this if it wasn't. Some small part of him questioned how he got reception in the middle of a magical pocket dimension- wasn't magic supposed to interfere with technology or something? Eh, whatever. That was a question for the Doofus.
The source of his current predicament was the four doppio espressos he had consumed right after they arrived in the city. Even though his college days were long past him (and he felt a twinge of satisfaction knowing that Bradley's were ruined as well), Max still functioned primarily on caffeine. The unfortunate downside of that was the desperate search for a bathroom, which he had only just found in the back of the creepy leprechaun mobster's hidden smuggling dungeon.
The shop failed to impress him in every possible way- instead of electric lights they used candles (he found a few on a crate in the way back), and the bathroom was just as unlit as everything else. That wouldn't be a problem since he had the power of modern technology on his side! He locked the door, and-
Splash.
Some days he really felt like the world was out to get him. ENCOM-brand phones were not waterproof on the best of days, and here he was trapped in the dark. With an extremely irritated sigh, he felt around the pitch-black room until- there! He scraped a match against the wall. Nothing.
Those old movies were full of crap. It took him another thirty seconds to find the box, strike the match along the side, and frantically reach outside of the bathroom for a candle. He held the flame to the wick, and…
Wait. Why was it glowing black? Couldn't these people even make candles right?! Whatever, he'd have to ask Janna about that later and hope that he wasn't missing part of his soul or something.
A few minutes later, Max dried off his hands, blew out the candle, left the bathroom, and walked back through the maze of crates and packages. He'd have to hurry up if he wanted to see the auction. He might not be much for this magic stuff, but he figured it would still probably be interesting, and at least it was actually being held in civilization. All in all, maybe this trip wouldn't be so terrible after all.
…
The black candle flickered back, and continued to burn.
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'Do jobs for Brocamas' personal action unlocked for Janna! Janna can expect some interesting magical items in return for helping the leprechaun out with some odd jobs!
Xanatos has let you in on another interesting item coming for the auction, and says he will not be competing for it!