Sigil: The City of Doors

Gizby waggles his fingers and says the magic words and from the ground a skeleton hand breaks earth and scratches its way to the surface. "Dance with me!" Gizby loops arms with the skeleton and begins to dance around with the skeleton, jamming out to Cyprian's ruckus tune. While dancing, Gizby also ...

Gizby had invited Cyprian over, which was like pulling teeth, and not even for profit, to give him a tour of the Mortuary. He was hoping to enlighten him on the knowledge of his own deadness, but that would have to wait for another day. They had just arrived outside the stone walls of the Mortuary w...

Rando Dustman Task D2 : 1d8 3 Maintaining the Mortuary again Investigation DC12 : 1d20+8 18 Although Gizby spit shine the floors yesterday, he realized there was still much work to do in improving the maintenance of the Mortuary. Gizby decided to check the embalming room and was left aghast at the ...

"What do you usually do with the rest of the body, if tasked with such a specific find?"

Gizby smiles at the introduction, but then his face sours at her question. "Get...Home? Why would I ever want to do that!? I love this city!" He bursts into boisterous laughter. "So many sucker... er, I mean customers. No Baba Yaga, do you know I've had to look over my shoulder my entire life? I fin...

"Oh?" Gizby's eyebrows raised. "What sort of body parts were you after?"

"When you spend all your time around corpses and tannins, a good soak is mandatory once a month or so." Gizby pulls out a bar of soap from the pile of clothes he left nearby. It's a dull pink color with "Gizby's" stamped into the surface. He pulls it to his face and inhales deeply through his nose. ...

Gizby laughs loudly as he realizes Cyprian is the bard. "I wanted to be entertained, not put to sleep." He laughs some more.

"Of course I still make Gizby's wonderous scum-be-gone soap! I'll have to make you some, just for you!"

Gizby pulled out a piece of fine stationary with his name embossed at the header and wrote down his address for Cyprian. "I look forward to seeing you again." He smiled, then turned to the barkeep, "Where's the bloody bard!?"

Gizby hesitates, and notices Akh looking his appearance up and down. "It's handcrafted, made it myself. I could make you one, if you'd like. Or anything else, really. I'm a leather-man." Although it seemed Gizby was trying to promote his business, he was self-conscious of her obvious judgement. "I h...