Lift the silver tag off him.
"(This is mine now.)"
The man grows flustered as you lift the tag off him, but he doesn't physically resist your action, instead making more mouth-noises at you and looking around at your companions.
"W-what? Have I commited some offense?"Well, the tag seems to have some strange script engraved on it on one side, and the word (Mirror) on the other.
Duh? I project a patient, capable attitude and presence, and wait calmly for the map while observing everything I can, considering small details, how they're clothed and how clean and maintained those clothes are. How clean the room seems. I know it's made of stone and has some etching and torches around the walls, are there cobwebs and dust?
"Did you get everyone out of that other sanctum? How long do you expect that other building to remain secure as that gang pushes?"
Well, they're wearing matching plain and cheap heavy brown hooded robes which makes it hard to assess, but there is likely more individualized wear underneath them. The robes themselves seem to be in good condition, though they're a bit dusty, as is the room as a whole. checking the corners... yep, there's a couple cobwebs up top. This place clearly isn't used regularly and would benefit from a deep clean.
"There's nobody there and nothing important was left. We leaked the information to them on purpose, to buy us time for the ritual."also, the man that was sent to collect a map returns and hands it to you, at which point it dissolves in a small spray of sparks into your hand, startling the cultists around you who collectively back away at the sight. About two seconds later, in the top right corner of your vision, a translucent overlay forms containing an unfolded image of the map.
((Image of map sent to you in your character thread on the game's discord))
Now if only you had a some reference points...
Val frowns, "Automatic? What, like those big rotating guns the Army's started using?" With a shake of his head he continues, "Whatever, we can just go around if we're in a city. Now, pal, this ain't exactly a free service. The others will be doin' what they like as far as extracting payment, but me? I'm gonna need something of great personal value from you for the service. Whatever you think is worth what we do. Savvy?"
The man looks at the tag in Esselez's hand.
"Uh-understooood?"
"What sorts of esoterica do they have with them?"
Hireshite softly lays her hand on Esselez’s outstretched arm for a bit and tells her in gentler tone:
«Lifting their trinkets straight off them? Why such impatience?»
Then, turning to head cultist:
«Oh, but we know what she is saying hardly better than you, as it happens.»
He still seems a bit out of sorts from having his tag taken, but is remaining mostly calm at least for now.
Headbutt the woman's hand affectionately, accept pats and pets. Then, after maybe twenty seconds, meow loudly and head towards an exit. Keep looking back at her and meowing loudly until she gets the hint to follow (and open any doors). Try to find a way upwards, to the top of the building, or failing that, just outside and away.
Pets.get()
the woman looks to the leader when you try to lead her away, but he nods in her direction in response, at which point she goes with you and follows.
finding a way upwards is easy enough, there's a wide (for you) staircase at the back of the room that leads upwards to a closed hatch in the ceiling. Upon your insistent meowing, the woman opens the hatch for you, revealing what appears to be a pantry, which she immediately opens from the inside to reveal a simple kitchen. You appear to have arrived from a semi-hidden basement of an ordinary residential building.
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