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'''The Professor''' is an [[Elf|elven]] member of [[The Guild]]. | '''The Professor''' is an [[Elf|elven]] member of [[The Guild]]. | ||
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Latest revision as of 03:20, 23 January 2025
The Professor is an elven member of The Guild.
Involvement[edit | edit source]
The Professor can be found walking around the Guildhall within the Undercity. He comments on the events happening in the Guildhall but as a visitor, he does not take part in any fight.
Notable loot[edit | edit source]
Idle banter[edit | edit source]
The Professor will occasionally chat with Slick Inatra:
Slick Inatra: We're all on the same side, friend. Nine-Fingers invited us herself.
- The Professor: The guildmaster hired you, yes - but I think it's best if your Zhentarim keep to themselves. There's not a lot of trust in the Guildhall of late.
- Slick Inatra: You're all scared shitless of this Stone Lord, you mean. Which is exactly why your boss hired us.
Slick Inatra: Look, if your lot could look after themselves, we wouldn't need to be here.
- The Professor: The Guild is a collective of specialists - not a private army.
- Slick Inatra: 'Specialists'. Thieves, con-artists, and killers - nothing so special about that, friend.
- The Professor: ...There are no killers here, Zhent. Assassins, those are a different matter entirely.
- Slick Inatra: 'Specialists'. Thieves, con-artists, and killers - nothing so special about that, friend.
The Professor: As you'll see, there's plenty of space for your people.
- Slick Inatra: Down there in the damp, you mean.
- The Professor: Count yourself lucky. This place is usually so full that you wouldn't find room to sit your padded arse down.
- Slick Inatra: Don't try to flirt with me, boss. We both know this place is like a tomb because your crews are running scared.
Slick Inatra: And what are we meant to do about food?
- The Professor: Talk to Severn at the bar.
- Slick Inatra: What - the bugbear?
- The Professor: The guildmaster poached him from a minor peer of Parliament. He's quite the cook.
- Slick Inatra: What - the bugbear?