OOC: Brews is paying 350gp a piece to you (not including the 50 advance), so you could in theory take some of that now.
Kenn is able to find the curved knives once limited to the high mountains of Sarlona, though oft replicated during the Last War. Karrnathi regiments were common with them, the command "Sever you life so you may return to defend the Fatherland lest the enemy take away your honor" given to infantry in the last days. If death was imminent, the goal was to take ones life behind Karnnathi lines in order to join the undead ranks soon thereafter. It is common knowledge that the Cyrans, Thranes, and Aundarians all burnt the bodies of the dead to ensure that could not happen.
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Kenn considers making a few pointed remarks about the efficiency of stabbing blades in killing people versus the efficiency of cutting blades, then recognizes that he's actually purchasing one.
In fairness, though, he intends to use it on undead warforged, which are about as not people as he can imagine...except for flumphs.
He considers adding a T-shaped punching dagger, but reflects he's carrying enough weaponry anyway.
Whistling, he returns to the party, the warknife adding more weight to his long coat.
"Going to have to do something about that." he muses.
"My silhouette's gone all lumpy."
Khuther walks to the nearest potion shop taking some vials out of the stands and handing them to the shop keeper. 'All of those sir, any possibility you can give me a discount?'
Kuther is able to get his purchases, but at standard prices. The grinning salesperson just talks the dwarf in circles.
In the morning, everything is set. The barrels are in place, and the airship and gnomes both on their way. Soon, the trio begin their homeward stretch.
In no hurry, the group takes the well defined road to Rekkenmark. The cart threatens to give them some trouble, but holds reluctantly. In four days time—slowed by their cargo—the group once again finds themselves in the Karnnathi city with the question remaining on how to get home.
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Khuther jumps down from the cart, stretching his legs and looks over to Rio and Kenn. 'Was it a river we had to cross here? seaway to Flamekeep and then to the lightningrail from Fairhaven? Im not to much into politics, i might have suggested a dangerous route'
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Kenn opens his journal and flips back a few pages.
"I think it was less politics and more logistics."
He rolls his eyes.
"Gods of the host protect us."
He looks at Kuther, mock-horrified.
"I'll bet we need to fill out customs forms!"
I think we can just backtrack: take the lightning rail to Korth, get the non-destroyed ferry, and go back downriver under the bridge to connect with the lightning rail again, riding it back into Sharn.
But we need to go by the S&S junk shop to return their mule.
Kenn also wants to pick up some toy soldiers.
Kenn opens his journal and flips back a few pages.
"I think it was less politics and more logistics."
He rolls his eyes.
"Gods of the host protect us."
He looks at Kuther, mock-horrified.
"I'll bet we need to fill out customs forms!"
'I should kick you in the leg Kenn!' Khuther laughs light hearthed and changes Kenns hair color to pink with a spell 'better use some color' 'and i will take it away soon as you always taken me safe back home'
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The group makes their way to the Orien station to arrange shipping over the rail to Korth where they will pick up a ferry to Thaloist. The straining cart gets a eye over by the attendant who takes it to a large frame of timbers that act as a scale. Hmm. Bit over a ton, eh? To Korth? That'll have to be the Sunrise Limited tomorrow. Gonna be 130 gold for the cargo alone, normal fares for the rest. Pays your tickets at the counter once you mind is a made.
OOC: 130gp for cargo, 28 gold and 2 silver standard fare for each person, while steerage is 4 gold, 2 silver, and 3 copper. The train will get you there latter in the day tomorrow; departure is 6am sharp. DrownedHero: Please mark off the cost whatever the group decides.
After handling the cargo, Kenn returns with the cart to the salavage market of S. and Son. The old man is quite put out by his return. Lamont! It be those outlanders again! Goin' to be complaining about the merchandise! Oh, Keeper, they want to put out my weak heart, I know it! Probably got old Esther a-killed, too!
Lamont, shaking his head, negotiates 10 galifars for the return of Esther and the cart. Kenn, covertly eying the solider set, gets its price down to 20 gold coins, for a net 10 galifar cost if he so decides.
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"Spoon?"
Kenn rolls his eyes.
"It's supposed to communicate your desire to slay your foe, not propose interesting positions for bedtime."
Kenn ponders for a moment. "Someone from Aundair used the phrase "Red Dragon Spirit Star Sword Attack!" for a day or two. As I recall, someone shot him somewhere between the Spirit and the Star. It was awfully prolix."
Kenn's face brightens. "How about "Sneak Attack"?"
Khuther decides to maintain kenn's hair for some more hours 'Any battlecry should be single word, at most two word like 'kill or smash' or something' 'a unkle of mine allways called 'by my mug!' 'he got kills too ten years ago'
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Kenn rolls his eyes but politely refrains from commenting on the martial prowess of Kuther's ancestors.
The Heron Guard models are snaffled and Kenn suggests the party sleep where they can monitor their cargo best.
He regrets that's likely to be in steerage.
Do we need to check with Lloyds for news of trouble on the lake?
Kenn suggests the party sleep where they can monitor their cargo best.
He regrets that's likely to be in steerage.
Cargo is in its own cart, guarded by several Blademarks. The closest cabins would be steerage, but you're not allowed in to check your cargo regardless.
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Kenn raises an eyebrow at the notion of a trader not being allowed to monitor his own cargo.
"Kuther, old tod, we'll likely want to make sure we mark all our casks in and out."
"I presume, then, the carrier takes full responsibility for the cargo and insurance?"
(Considering every form of travel we were on coming out here was attacked, it seems like a valid concern.)
And since we can't check on our cargo, first class is the only way to sail or rail.
Kenn raises an eyebrow at the notion of a trader not being allowed to monitor his own cargo.
"Kuther, old tod, we'll likely want to make sure we mark all our casks in and out."
"I presume, then, the carrier takes full responsibility for the cargo and insurance?"
(Considering every form of travel we were on coming out here was attacked, it seems like a valid concern.)
And since we can't check on our cargo, first class is the only way to sail or rail.
'I think i can use my dragonmark to seal all the cargo' 'would take a bit of time though' 'wont be a problem i think'
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Rio will practice (both his bladework, which is adequate, and his sorcery, which is not) and generally stay on guard. Based on experience, an attack seems likely.
Mindful of their last experiences, Kenn suggests that in case of emergency, they meet at the sternmost lifeboat on the port side of the ship.
He will be very unhappy if the ferry has no lifeboats.
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