[The way to Blind Edward's home is just as you remember it, luckily.  The door
is closed when you arrive.]
* Nick glances around.
* Nick shrugs and knocks on the door.
* There's no answer.
* Nick knocks again, a bit louder.
* The door does not respond.
* Nick sighs in disgust, turns, and starts walking away.
* A knife plants itself in front of Nick.
* There's a note tied to the knife's hilt.
* Nick blinks, kneels down, and takes both the knife and the note, reading the
latter.
<Note> You give up too easily, student.
<Nick> Bah, old people..
* Nick stands up and turns around, heading back for the door.
* The door waits boldly for Nick.
* Nick pounds on the door once.
* No response.
* Nick brightens and pulls out his tools, attempting to pick the lock.
* The lock gives way before Nick's mighty tool.
* Nick pushes the door open, putting his tools away.
* The door swings open.
<Nick> Hey, anyone home?
* Blind Edward's voice comes from the back.  "come on back, but mind the traps."
<Nick> Aw, hell.
* Nick peers inside, without actually stepping into the house.
* Nick pockets the knife, while he's at it.
* Nick spots no obvious traps.
* Nick almost takes his first step, stops, and looks again.
* Nick spots a tripwire strung across the doorway.
* Nick kneels down and attempts to get rid of it.
* The tripwire snaps, and Nick's head is not suddenly removed from his
shoulders.
* In fact, nothing happens at all.
* Except for a yell coming from the back of the house, "Did you break my gods
damned tripwire!?"
<Nick> No idea what you're talking about!
<BlindEdward> You're still a bad liar!  Get back here!
* Nick mutters and stands up, walking to the back.
<BlindEdward> What are you here for?
<Nick> I need guidance, or something like that.
<Nick> Hell, I'm not even sure.
<BlindEdward> HAH!  How can I help you if you don't know what you want?
<Nick> Well, the altarboy says we need to head northeast..
<BlindEdward> Northeast is the Gap and Gateway.  Good pickings.
<Nick> Gateway?
<BlindEdward> Biggest city in the area.  Lots of commerce, lots of people.  That
means lots of work for people of our persuasion.
<Nick> Huh. Got any ruins around it?
<Nick> Like places that'd hold dragons or something?
<BlindEdward> Not really.  Farms, mostly, until you get down to the swamp, and
in the middle of that there's Mishrak.
<Nick> Mishrak?
<BlindEdward> Ruins of an old city, sitting right in the middle of a swamp. 
Right now, it's inhabited by swamp goblins.  Nasty little buggers.
<Nick> Ruins, eh? How northeast of us are those?
<Blind Edward> They're a bit south of east.
<Nick> Huh.
<Nick> Alright, thanks.
* Nick grins, gives a thumbs-up, and turns to leave.
<Blind Edward> Seeya, kiddo.
* Nick strides out of the house, closing the door behind him.
<Nick> [..Done?]
[End Split]