Piper Farthing woke up to a bright light shining in his face. Forgot to pull the blessed curtains again, he thought, stumbling out of bed and closing his eyes against the sun coming in through the eastern windows. He checked his clock and groaned. "Ugh, workdays get earlier and earlier..." Dressing quickly, he headed downstairs to his office, looking without luck for any food that he might have left out the night before. "Argh, no breakfast again... I guess I'll go to the market tonight, then..." Piper flipped his sign from "Closed" to "Open" and took a seat at his desk. No sooner had he sat down than a Rac, clad in the garb of a solicitor, pushed open the door and stepped inside.
"Are you Piper Farthing, freelance investigator?"
"That'd be me," Piper responded. "Look, if it's about that incident with the Red Caps, the guards determined it was self-defense..."
The solicitor dropped a bag of rings on the table. "That's your usual fee, correct?"
Piper stared at the heavy bag. "Actually, that's nearly twice... what do you need me to do for it?"
The solicitor took a seat, grimacing as the old chair beneath him creaked conspiratorially. "Last night there was a murder at the Artificer's Guild - you can read the report yourself." The solicitor placed a file on Piper's desk. "My client believes the individual in question was under the influence of... something nefarious, and that he is not guilty. But we need proof of that."
Quickly skimming the report, Piper shook his head. "This is an open-and-shut case. I highly doubt I can find anything which will help... who's your client?"
"My client wishes to remain anonymous," the solicitor replied. "While you're looking at that, kindly turn over to Appendix 1 and read the Artificer's notes on the weapon the murderer used."
Piper did as the solicitor suggested, and skimmed through the summary. "This... this is pretty incredible," Piper admitted. "I was partly trained as an artificer... this could make or break his defense case... if the judge allows it to be heard. I'm not certain a judge would do that, though. It's half speculation and guesswork."
"I agree," the solicitor said. "Which is where you come in. You need to dig out some solid, court-approved evidence which will prove the boy was under the control of the dagger at the time of the murder."
Piper frowned. "Your client... how are they connected to this? People don't come up with ideas like these out of thin air. I'd guess your client has something to gain from-"
"Enough, Mr. Farthing," the solicitor warned. "My client wishes to remain anonymous. Their motivations are not your concern. You do your job, or I'll go somewhere else."
Piper bit his lower lip. "All right. I'll take the job."
"Good." The solicitor handed Piper his card. "Report to me every evening, please. I will be covering your expenses and any further monetary needs you require. In the meantime, I understand that there's a group staying at the Whim which is quite familiar with the murderer... suspect. You might want to talk with them before you get too far. Have a good day, Mister Farthing."
Piper watched the solicitor leave, then read through the file again. Pages had been removed, he noticed. Interesting. Piper had the feeling that there were multiple parties involved in this business. Who were they? Piper's curiousity kicked into overdrive. I'll find out, then.
A sudden grumble from his stomach reminded him that he hadn't eaten recently. Hmm. There's a group at the Whim. The Whim serves food... Piper thought. He belted on his rapier and placed a sign stating "Out on a Case" near his open sign, then flagged down a levcarriage. "The Whim," he ordered the driver, handing him a few rings in payment.
It was a quick ride, and Piper thanked the driver then headed inside. He spotted an exceptionally tall Rac, and another Piper recognized as a wizard, just sitting down to a table. Piper approached them and said, "Pardon me, gentlemen, but I'm looking for the friends of... um..." he consulted his notes. "The friends of 'Aven'. I don't suppose you could point them out to me, could you?"
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