Viktor stopped eating momentarily when the large giant of a man opened the door.<em>I really hope this meat and cheese wasn't for him,</em>he thought. When the large man introduced himself and gave a brief explanation of just what they would be looking for, he nodded, listening to the tale and instructions. It seemed like a simple enough task: find the fortress, use any information there to find the vault, and take anything they want except the one thing that his master wants. Nothing too complicated, and Viktor knew that there could be limitless amounts of ancient historical and arcane knowledge hidden in the fortress or the vault itself. There could be writings on elven High Magic, mythals, the pre-fall drow and elven deities or any number of subjects. The possibilities were endless, and so were the ways that that knowledge could be put to use.<br/><br/>When the man with the wide brimmed hat and the goatee asked for everyone's name and irritated the large man, Grimbjorn, Viktor had the same instinctive pause that he had earlier. Watching the conversation unfold between the two of them, he wasn't certain whether the man with the goatee would live long enough to need to know anyone's name. When the man with no goatee stood and took at look at the map, Viktor thought that it may be the best chance to change the subject. He stood and reached into the bag on his pouch, withdrawing a pen, a vial of ink, and a piece of parchment.<br/><br/>"Good idea. I would like to make a copy of the map as well, if it's allowed," Viktor said, moving to the table whereon the map lay, and looking to Grimbjorn. He assumed the man would be fairly reasonable if no one was provoking him. "And did you say that your master had approached others to accomplish this task? What happened to them, if I may ask?" If they were dead, that was one thing, but if they were ahead of them on the journey, if they had a head start to the treasures and Grimbjorn's master was sending as many adventurers as he could hoping that<em>one</em>would make it back, that was quite another. Viktor was certainly prepared to divide their earnings 6 or 7 ways, but not to pick through the scraps that others had left behind.