There's a group that's immune to the disease. He pays these useless idiots so much and they still can't come up with a properly incurable disease. Seriously?

He'll ask Arkminos about it tomorrow. He's more likely to be candid with him than the others.

So. The seer knows about the blood and they're blackmailing him. They want three wishes. From Felandriel Morgethai—are they stupid? She doesn't sell spells to just anyone. Perhaps they're secretly affiliated with her, but Morgethai is supposedly good. If she knew... she'd already be down here ruining everything. If this leaks and the Bank believes it, they will probably void the Compact of 4644. And possibly have Khalit Maron call a miracle from Abadar down on them. Not to mention the Acadamae and the Great Houses...

He burns a lot of blood to recall his plane shift. He casts it and moves back to the Material. Ileosa, we have a problem.

We always have problems.

The seer knows about the blood. They've sent a collection of evidence about our more significant activities to the Bank in Sothis and Abaslom. It's enciphered, for now.

What do they want?

Three wishes from Felandrial Morgethai.

Can we afford it?

I don't know. I want you to find them, Togomor.

They're almost certainly under mind blank. I can promise nothing.

She sighs. I'll send feelers out to the auction markets. We have one diamond of the right size from the Sunken Queen. How long do we have until the evidence leaks?

Two weeks.

I'll handle this. You should get some rest.

Of course.

KORVOSAN CARRIER
WEALDAY, SARENITH 3rd, 4708

MYSTERIOUS BREAK IN AT THE BANK OF ABADAR

Last night, the secure vaults at the Bank of Abadar were breached by an unknown party. The Abadarans don't know how they managed it. None of the wards or alarms triggered and nobody on the night shift saw anything amiss. The thief made off with valuable information held for one of the Bank's clients. A bounty has been placed for any verifiably true information pertaining to these incidents.

No clerics went missing, this time.

That's a convenient side benefit. She didn't actually know enlisting the Bank to (semi-)willingly aid in her plans more tightly would help them as well, but it is pleasing to Ulon that it works out like that. Good that the first real step worked. It would have been surprising if it hadn't.

She checks the bank in case the guard has already started its investigation. Any mail for her?

She has one letter waiting for her at the Bank. It's from the Korvosan Guard. An investigation has been opened into Old Korvosa's sewers. She's listed as a volunteer on their list. Her presence is requested at Citadel Volshyenek. 

Oh good, that makes this easy. To Citadel Volshyenek she goes.

The headquarters of the Guard is as she remembers it. The receptionist greets her and leads her to a familiar office.

"Hello. You may call me Detective Navarro. I hear you want to assist us in our investigation. Why?"

"I want to circle up, and the sewers are normally where you go to do that in Korvosa. If they're getting more dangerous, that means I'm at risk, and it means everyone else like me is at risk. Going down with the guard is safer, and the guard is the best chance I see at improving things. You need to succeed here, and I can help you with that." Similar to last time, but she doesn't have the call in the newspaper or even the faint whisper of money this time, so she needs to emphasize differently. Desire to help the people she's worked with in the past should make sense to him, hopefully.

"Very well. Please sign this." He slides a piece of paper across the desk. It's an oath of confidentiality covering this investigation.

Huh, that's new. Makes sense now that they know they're investigating people who might be listening in the area, though.

She signs.

Navarro files the oath away. "Welcome aboard, Tencednil. We've located what we believe to be a secret Urgathoan cult. They're operating out of a warehouse in Old Korvosa. Near the middle of Bridgefront, specifically. Our intelligence suggests their complex extends underground into the sewers, but we don't have a specific location. My objective in this investigation is to discover the Urgathoan cult's back door. We'll be descending quite deep into the sewers as part of our search. Are you still ready and willing?"

She perks up. Her ears roll back for a moment in what Navarro might know enough about elven body language to interpret as fear, before decidedly straightening. She sets her face, takes a breath, and nods slightly.

"Yes sir!"