(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

"I have signed a contract with a certain creature. I am no longer able to fulfill
the agreement; it is... beyond my abilities. However, the creature will not
release me from our deal. Instead it has threatened me with death unless I
fulfill the contract."
"Let me guess: You want me to solve this problem for you."
He sighed. "Yes. I cannot do it myself. My reputation demands that I fulfill
the contract or face the consequences. I am at your mercy in this regard.
Will you help me?"
With the multitude of demons, devas, and the whole bizarre assortment of
other planars, I had to consider things carefully, "What kind of creature are
we talking about?"
"An abishai named Grosuk, cutter." He paused to gauge my reaction. "I
know this is a difficult task, but one I think you can handle. Also, the reward I
offer you is great." He gestured at my scars.
"What were you contracted to do?"
Sebastion shook his head. "I cannot reveal that information, cutter. I am
magically bound not to. That is why people come to me. They know that if I
accept a contract, it will be handled with discretion."
I hmm'ed and rubbed my chin. "I see, an interesting proposal."
He looked at you hopefully. "Will you do it, cutter?"
Oh well. How bad could an abishai be? "Yes, give me the details."
He smiled at me and gave a sigh of relief. "Thank you, cutter. You will need a
magic weapon to cause an abishai any harm, so check with some of the
shops if you do not own one. A spell caster can harm it as well. Grosuk can
be found to the east, beyond the siege tower."
"Siege tower?" I followed his gesture. Given the mash of architecture in Sigil
it hadn't seemed out of place before, but the moment Sebastion pointed it
out the tower in the distance took on a mystic, sinister air. It oppressed the
buildings around it, seemed to crack the air and grind at the mortar with its
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