Shadows build and surround you, engulfing you. A wrenching sensation hits you in the stomach, you twist, and… land. Bright light hits you. Though you’re sure your feet didn’t move, you are somewhere new.

You are suddenly standing in the grand hall of a manor house with sunlight streaming in from high arched windows.

A young half-elf woman with dark hair stands near a chair. She nods her head respectfully, “My name is Starling and I am a handmaiden of this house. How may I help?”

Slightly disoriented, you stumble on your words and introduce yourself, explaining your search for the artworks and showing her the scroll case you have.

“I see… indeed. Finely carved “MM” in the case, that would have been my mistress’s inscription before her wedding. Millicent Maral.” She pauses and looks up towards the overlooking balconies. “The Baroness is not here at the moment, but the guest room is free and she and the Baron are always happy for visitors. I believe most of her personal items are in her private cottage in town. If you excuse me a moment, I shall go find the key.”

You hear some rummaging as she looks through tables in the room next door, then she returns with a key in hand.

“The house is securely locked, but I have permission to use it as needed. There is a library in the second room which may have more to help you.” She hands you the key, which is far too heavy for its size. It’s sturdy iron key, that glows slightly.

“The horse has been fed and watered, and is ready for you to ride to town whenever you are ready. You are, of course, welcome to stay as I offered. Or it is merely a day’s ride back to the guildhouse in Waterdeep, along the southern road.”