[IC] Negotiation with the guild
The messenger instantly responded with genuine seeming cofnusion.
"Wait. What? What are you talking about?
The shellback spoke up with a grin on his face.
"Aww hey, don't be like that... mysterious thief person type guy. I got no beef with you.
I fight. Not to brag, but that's kind of my thing. You're supposed to be the thefiest theif who ever theifed. If someone said they could easily outtheif you, wouldn't you at LEAST say something? I mean, I really didn't come here to start a fight, but I'd like to think it would be a fair on-"
The messenger spoke up "For the love of God, enough, please just SHUT - THE - FUCK - UP."
The shellback blinked, zipped his lips shut, and took another swig of wine. He said nothing, merely lightly tapped his finger at the table to pass the time.
There was an uncomfortable silence.
The dealer was an impenetrable mask of calm. The messenger was hiding barely restrained fury towards the shellback.
The scholar hesitantly spoke up. "I think that.. the whisperman thinks that your friend insulting the woman because she's got an artificial body."
Said the scholar, trying to be helpful. He looked remarkably calm.
The messenger, again, looked incredulous. "What? No! I mean the key. The thing that I am talking about and want to buy from you. Why would I be talking about anything else"
The messenger took a deep breath.
"I'd also like to clarify. I was not making a threat, I am stating a fact I have no control over: you are beginning to be perceived as a threat by the powers that be.
Allow me to describe about what I know about you, and perhaps you will see it from the council's perspective. Not all of this will be known of course, but enough of it is that you should get the picture.
Standing in front of me is a man there are no records of, who knows the city's underworld enough to be a whisper. This man said he was going to find the most valuable stolen objects in the city, and shortly thereafter found an object that is the defacto badge of office of the ruler of the city, plus has god knows what other magical powers.
Rather than return it for a reward, he has more money than a major house could throw together in a year to establish the item's veracity and set up a meeting, incidentally throwing the entire economy into a turmoil by doing so.
When we establish a meeting, this man brings with him the following people as his companions: a woman who reputedly can create glaciers and fought a giant sea monster. A drug lord who creates vast quantities of products the Collegium Alchemist school could crate, without any network or a single intercepted shipment, all within the space of about 3 months. And that's just the people you are at the table with, lest I mention that most of you were first sighted when a boat the size of a Republic Battle Cruiser arrived in our harbor.
Yes. You are a threat to the powers that be. You don't have to sell me the key. It would make things simpler, but if you don't want to, well, we can still make other deals."
The scholar looked up, having completed his work.
"Sorry, I was finished the base scans a few minutes ago, but it seemed rude to interrupt.
Full aetheric resonance that matches. Null response to dysjunction. Zero conductive and thermic resonance, you could drop this in a volcano and it wouldn't melt. Gross chemical properties indicate a zinc heavy component and carbon scoring commonly found in late Patrician period.
In short, I am 99% confident this is the Arch Key.
I will continue testing to verify with other means. I should be able to get it up to 99.8% in the next hour, as well as determine a few other facts about it. You've certainly paid enough for full services."