You arrive at the brooding tower of the sages, Aethebert, Bertrand, Celifoux, Davera, and Emmet, to the indifferent greeting of their scribe, Ecrivain.
"And who do you want to see today? Is this for a single inquiry, or for the day?"
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"Yes, both.  Gotta proposition fer Emmet, new critter might be interest in, an t'en need research some mystical woo-joo for client."

In reply to Jareth Mooncalled (msg # 2):

"What is that? Nevermind, I will get the Sage."

In reply to Ecrivain (msg # 3):

A few moments later a  well dressed but slightly roughed up gnome appears. He has a black eye, but a pleased expression. He climbs onto a step stool behind his screen until he is slightly above eye level with you, and looks down his nose at you.

"Jareth Mooncalled, long time no see. How is that thesis coming along, or is your job in the sewers more fulfilling than research.
 I see you have some kind of pet there. Did the ferret not work out?"

Jareth get a sour look at the 'thesis' crack, "Still plumpin t'e depths t'e undercity, it's big an ain't going nowhere fast...  Nah, Akimbo just sleepin, t'e lazy no good for nothin, bug-eatin, scrag-," "muffled chitter" "an anyway, what brung me here today be research fer client, an this guy," and he pulls the wicker basket out of the bag.

"This 'ere freshly, ahhh... born?  Created?  Mmmm, infected... err, whatevered as of last night, Yr-go.  Figured you be interested..."

In reply to Jareth Mooncalled (msg # 5):

The gnome peers downward at the basket with intense curiosity.
"That is an interesting specimen! How fresh did you say it was? And however did you acquire it? They aren't local, you know. Or natural for that matter."

"Spawned last night.  Managed capture this one an not destroy it.  T'ere was sorcerer from t'e Dreamlands wanderin t'e sewers.  We got it sorted out, but this little fella an t'e bhole, dang it, ain't warned t'e Sanitation Guild about t'e bhole yet, anyway, this little fella an a bhole got lose."  Jatreth turns to Jocelyn, "Jocelyn, try an remember we got warn t'e sewer workers, it keeps slippin my mind."

He turns back to Emmet, "So, anyway, figured you about t'e only person that got's t'e ken on this beast an got's t'e use for it, figure we could set up a trade."

Jocelyn nods at Jareth  Can do

In reply to Jareth Mooncalled (msg # 7):

The gnome, while interested seems a little indifferent to the idea of trading.
" ABhole you say? ridiculous. Nothing grows to those dimensions,. Next you will be telling me that there is truth to tales of kraken sinking ships. Rubbish. And how know you that this so called sorcerer hailed from the dreamlands? ids that all they told you? open that basket, I wish to see this creature closer."

If you buy it, you can open it as soon as I am gone.
Otherwise it stays in the basket ... it seems to eat eyes.

In reply to Jocelyn Lemru (msg # 10):

"It eats them? I had heard them described as eye stealers, but do they eat them?"

So it seems