"Someone was looking for you," a drunk, muscular man applying some paint to his fingernails says to Belmarniss as she walks by. "Drow girl."
"I'll show you sometime. - guess we could go today, there's one north of here."
"The books get a little bit of sand in them. Not too noticeable for something like this but we did a trip out to Mekshir once and when I got back they wouldn't close quite right anymore."
"Extending range and extending effect duration. They're conceptually kind of similar." He gesticulates as he begins to explain this and Hagan, annoyed, switches laps to Fazil's instead.
"Did one of the telescopes really need Mending? Why didn't a cleric of Desna handle it if it's her observatory?"
"Oh, most of them are in various states of disrepair. Desna doesn't so much have an organized church."
"I think building one is more of a chaotic good thing to do than maintaining one. So they're mostly abandoned. It's a bit silly, but - anyone can go find one and learn how to fix it up, there's something neat about that."
"I guess. Wouldn't be that much outlay of resources to have people visit them occasionally and mend them but maybe that's happening organically via folks like yourselves."
"Depends where they are, but for some of them, yeah." And they land. The observatory has a powerful telescope staring at the sky and some heavy chests full of log books and not much else.