As Valencia palmed the coin and weighed in her hand, she could immediately tell something was off about it, that it weighed far too much for its small size. Upon closer inspection she realized that it was made out of a very special material: Adamantine. The wondrous metal was highly durable, impossibly so, and was normally used for weapons and armor; it wasn't for the fact that it was so heavy and encumbering, Valencia might have chosen a shirt of it instead of her mithral chain. Even if it was a small bit of metal, it was certainly a strange choice to make a coin out of...then again with no markings on the perfectly circular and flat surface, this had to have some special purpose, even if, the actual metal aside, it seemed and was completely mundane to Val's eyes. No matter.<br/><br/>After remembering and deducing where in the underground base where Master Sunete's estate most likely was, Valencia began to get ready for the occasion.<em>...come fully armed and ready for anything.</em>The words on the note echoed through her mind. Even as she opened her wardrobe, she couldn't help but wonder what the master had in store for her.<br/><br/>Here I would like to make a possible Sense Motive check on the note, to possibly glean further insight: At 2011-01-11 14:30:15, Valencia (uid: 14136) rolls: 1d20a22 Result: 27 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=21492)<br/><br/>In the very center of the wardrobe on the torso of a mannequin was Valencia's second skin, her black-tinted mithral chain. It had been a while since she first acquired the chain shirt, but it has paid for itself countless times over on the missions and assignments she had been given since its purchase. Hanging above it were a number of outfits and items. From the its hanger, Valencia retrieved the buffer cloth she used to provide a space between her skin and her armor and donned that first. From the sound of the occasion, she would go with her leather pants instead of her favorite skirt, it was only practical. Over the wool shirt she donned her second skin, the chain gliding on as well as metal had any right to be able to do. What little of her midriff that was showed off was soon cover by a looser shirt to hide the metal links. Valencia was often called prudish for her insistence for wearing so much and not allowing much skin to show, like she was hiding her body rather than the metal to fool others. Oh what those people would think otherwise if they could see her nipples pierced with rings. Into one of the pouches on her adventurer's sash, Val placed the contents of the letter, the coin and the picture. The letter itself she was dispose of later, to keep the asked of secrecy.<br/><br/>After putting on her trusty cloak and assortment of magical items, Valerie opened up the next drawer and took out her weapons, her dagger and pistol already in their special concealable sheathes. Her left arm would house the pistol, her right the dagger. Her rapier was by her bed, hidden in the space between the wall and where the mattress met it. After tucking that under her belt and lacing up her boots, Valencia grabbed her haversack from the hook by the door and exited the room and the building. While it was still early, Valencia decided to take her time in making her way toward the center. She realized that she had not spent too much time in town lately and wanted to take in the sights.<br/>