Kendra led the group to her - until recently, her father's - house and opened the door for them. The late professor's dwelling is crowded with bookshelves in every room; even the kitchen holds one, and not merely for cookbooks. While Kendra offered tea, there are other things available. Not, perhaps, Innoki's quietly-wished-for frostwine, but Kendra's father had a taste for wine, and acquired some bottles of good wine from Kyonin, among other things. He also had barrel or so of ale tucked away in his basement, clearly for when one of his dwarven friends or colleagues paid him a vist.<br/><br/>Councilor Hearthmount arrives pretty much exactly when he told Kendra he would, an hour after he left the funeral; now wearing his robes of office, he is a somewhat more imposing figure than when he paid his respects to Petros Lorrimor as a civilian. He looks the mismatched group over, giving the clear impression he has no idea why you are here, other than that the professor left clear instructions, and retrieves a scroll case from one of the pockets of his robes. "Please, ladies and gentlemen, satisfy yourselves that Mr Lorrimor's personal seal remains unbroken," he tells the group, allowing everyone to inspect the seal, before breaking it and retrieving a rolled up document; as he does so, a small key clatters onto the table.<br/><br/>Hearthmount more or less ignores that as he unrolls the scroll, clearing his throat noisily. "I, Petros Lorrimor, being of sound mind, do hereby commit to this parchment my last will and testament. Let it be known that, with the exception of the specific details below, I leave my home and personal belongings entire to my daughter Kendra. Use them or<br/>sell them as you see fit, my child.<br/>Yet beyond the bequeathing of my personal effects, this document must serve other needs. I have arranged for the reading of this document to be delayed until all principals can be in attendance, for I have more than mere inheritance to apportion. I have two final favors to ask.<br/>To my old friends, I hate to impose upon you all, but there are few others who are capable of appreciating the true significance of what it is I have to ask. As some of you know, I have devoted many of my studies to all manner of evil, that I might know the enemy and inform those better positioned to stand against it. For knowledge<br/>of one’s enemy is the surest path to victory over its plans.<br/>And so, over the course of my lifetime, I have seen fit to acquire a significant collection of valuable but dangerous tomes, any one of which in the wrong circumstances could have led to an awkward legal situation. While the majority of these tomes remain safe under lock and key at the Lepidstadt University, I fear that a few I have<br/>borrowed remain in a trunk in my Ravengro home. While invaluable for my work in life, in death, I would prefer not to burden my daughter with the darker side of my profession, or worse still, the danger of possessing these tomes herself. As such, I am entrusting my chest of tomes to you, posthumously. I ask that you please deliver<br/>the collection to my colleagues at the University of Lepidstadt, who will put them to good use for the betterment of the cause.<br/>Yet before you leave for Lepidstadt, there is the matter of another favor—please delay your journey one month and spend that period of time here in Ravengro to ensure that my daughter is safe and sound. She has no one to count on now that I am gone, and if you would aid her in setting things in order for whatever she desires over the course of this month, you would have my eternal gratitude. From my savings, I have also willed to each of you a sum of one hundred platinum coins. For safekeeping, I have left these<br/>funds with Embreth Daramid, one of my most trusted friends in Lepidstadt—she has been instructed to issue this payment upon the safe delivery of the borrowed tomes no sooner than one month after the date of the reading of this will.<br/>I, Petros Lorrimor, hereby sign this will in Ravengro on this first day of Calistril, in the year 4715 since the Raising of the Starstone."<br/><br/>Councilor Hearthmount looks at Kendra, who dismisses him with a grateful smile. Once the door has closed behind him, she looks to her father's friends and retainers, finally allowing her grief to show on her face. "I... I am not certain yet what I will do. Whether I can stay here. Will you all keep me company here for the month Father requested? I should be able to find quarters for you all, and of course I will feed you."