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# Umbral Gaze 8: The Death Kiss
Having returned fresh out of battle to Waterdeep in the mid-afternoon, Almuth, Cleric of Eldath, seeks out the Unblinking Patrol, going corner to corner, shop to shop, asking around until he finds his answer. The joke Gottlob played earlier is hot in his mind, and he intends to ensure that the Paladin is disciplined for his indiscretion--- _nobody_ impersonates _Eldath_ and gets away unpunished! At last, Almuth finds what he's looking for: the Unblinking Patrol have their base in the lower Trades Ward, nestled above a lovely little potions shop. Their sigil emblazons the back door: an eye and morningstar.
Returning to Waterdeep, Almuth, Cleric of Eldath, seeks out the Unblinking Patrol. He goes corner to corner, shop to shop, asking around until he finds his answer. The joke Gottlob played earlier is hot in his mind, and he intends to ensure that the Paladin is disciplined for his indiscretion--- _nobody_ impersonates _Eldath_ and gets away unpunished! At last, Almuth finds what he's looking for: the Unblinking Patrol have their base in the lower Trades Ward, nestled above a lovely little potions shop. Their sigil emblazons the back door: an eye and morningstar.
At the door in question--- a sturdy, crisply-painted affair--- the Cleric knocks. A narrow sliding-port clacks open, well below his own eye-level, through which a single yellow eye peeps to greet him. A second such port lies a foot or two upward, but that one remains steadfastly shut as a gruff and slurring voice demands to know the Cleric's business. On receiving a suitable answer regarding a member of the Patrol, the eye's owner--- a swaying, red-faced, far-off-looking dwarf--- opens the door to herd Almuth hastily up a narrow flight of stairs and into the apartments-read-base of the Unblinking Patrol.