A figure sits hunched over a table. Stacks of books and varying sized piles of parchment surrounds him. The wall behind him is covered in maps depicting the same area, but from various eras. He is furiously flipping pages and scrawling notes in a small leather bound book.
The light in the room is beginning to dwindle as the lanterns in the room run low on oil. A small figure moves enters the room and begins to replenish the oil in the lamps. The man at the table does not notice.
The small figure leaves and returns a few minutes later with a small tray. Upon it is a pitcher of water a small glass and an assortment of bread and cheese. The preferred afternoon meal for the gentleman in the room.
“Excuse me mister sir.” A small squeaky voice calls out. “I have your food. Would you like it in on the table or just here on the floor like usual?” a small gnome dressed like a barmaid stood by the table unseen behind the towering piles of books and papers.
The gnome server is still standing in the doorway. “Is everything ok mister sweetie sir?” she asks in her high sqeauky voice.
“I want you to take this for your service.” Lukas says as he places a small yet heavy pouch into her hand. “Miss Tillnip you have been most beneficial with bringing me books and maps for my research and making sure I took time to eat as well. You deserve this.”
“Now Miss Tillnip. This payment is also for your silence. There may be people looking for the information I have retrieved. If you keep them from obtaining it I would be most appreciative.” He says while handing her another small pouch.