Sigil: The City of Doors

Naila decides to pack up the paladin, intently interrogating people as he asks the nice questions...jeez it was hot though.

Day 1 A crow lef of, Insight in the city of brass: 1d20+10 15

Imagining something into being was pretty much the core tenet of The Signers and it only takes Naila a few moments to conjure a sphere of her own reality around her and start dashing straight for the stone. First she aimed for a spot between two particularly unstable clouds of matter and anti-anti-a...

PAged were flipped back and forth before they made some notes ''I am a counselor in matters pertaining the arcane and the health of the mind. And you are...a detective?'' I am The Detective Naila Drooten, you might have heard of me? . Naila's mental words include a suitable trumpet accompaniment to...

"Indeed, we should carry on, regardless of the geese, stones or frogfolk who might await."

Day 1, A Crow Left, Investigation to look for traces if someone has actually used the gate/been through the are recently, advantage from glasses: 2#1d20+10 15 26

(( 26 as the final result on an investigation to check if someone has been through the gate recently))

"No, I am researching mostly on behalf of a patient...Forgive me if I keep the details to a minimum. Confidentiality is paramount in this part of my work.'' They shifted their attention to another tome and seemed to be cross refering a few things. A hard thing for a detective to hear, but I underst...

''A good amount of pretenders to the title'' came as an impassive reply in the back of her mind while the illithid flipped a page ''They certainly were powerful but in the great vastness of the universe they are overshadowed. Only in their native realm are they truly an inescapable topic...which ac...

"Makes sense to me, at the very least it could be useful to determine if it has been used recently, and if so, by whom".

Naila peers around to see if there's any dust or detritus around the gate or if this part of the city seems relatively well travelled.

"You're sharp, miss Naila." Illi smiles gently. "I wanted to protect everyone." Now she puts on her own brave face. "Mmhmm! Was trying for the Feywild but uh... accidentally got here... to be honest I changed my mind about the Feywild at the last second, but my mama's cat..." She says the word mama...

"Illiam, Quevlin'e, it's a pleasure. It was quite heroic to try to distract the Slaadi like that. Although I think given Illiam's presence that might have been more to protect their lives than anyone else's." Naila clears her throat and projects confidence. "I'm sure everyone else is just right behi...