Silence falls as you show them the sealed scroll... as the owl man said, his name seems to still carry some weight with the "guards," or they just aren't worried about you. Either way, the statues fall silent, and you are able to pass unmolested.<br/><br/>In fact, you seem almost urged to continue. Even as you raise a hand to knock on the big "shop" door, the heavy, map-plastered slab of wood swings in... and you find yourself face-to-face with the building's keeper.<br/><br/>Actually, it's more like chest-to-face, seeing as the woman in charge is actually a fair-skinned, heavily tattooed gnome with bright, sky-blue hair.<br/><br/>"Well, well... Look'it you." The woman gives you a blatantly appraising once-over, and a smile that's almost a leer. "Must be somethin' special to get that old Hooter to start using names from a past life. Come in, come in."<br/><br/>She turns and almost skips back into the shop, leading you through a mess of odds and ends- a suit of piece-meal armor here, a broken statue-head there- to very large, very cluttered desk. And with a little<em>hup</em>of effort, the little gnome joins the charts and books on the big desk's surface, and her eyes lock with yours once more.<br/><br/>"Alright, Treehugger, let's not take all day..." She quips, holding her hand out to you and motioning impatiently. "Why don't you go ahead and give Miss Konti that scroll, and we can see what would cause a retiree to call in a favor?"