Leaving Llewellyn to call for Eldirion, the four of you make the way to Spugnoir's potion store, you pass along private homes, stores, stands and stalls, the merchants and store owners starts to load their goods and wares for everybody to see and people start to wonder the streets.
on a small stool outside the store you spot Haunor, the dwarf keeps and eye on the passers by and greet you when you approach, weird and exotic smells comes from the inside of the store as you stand outside, the store is lit by candles that seems to glow with magic and the light that comes from the street, on the left, shelves filled with empty elixirs, tonics, vials and bottles of all sorts, clay, wood, copper, tin, crystal, simple glass, hard glass, special leather, some tall and narrow, the others broad and small. On the right you see spices and other weird materials placed in braided baskets and glass containers, probably for the process of potion making.
A night-dark raven hangs on a small iron teeter-totter from the ceiling, next to the girl on the counter you spot a chubby murky-green toad, she looks at you with a weird and interesting look but say nothing, This is a simple toad so it's obvious she can't speak, but looking around the store you quite skeptic about that one.
A young girl sits behind a counter, she waves as you come in, thought quite intimidated with your weapons until she spots Haunor the waves to calm her.
She then turns with a smile. Hello, my father isn't here, but I can help you.
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For those of you who don't look in the ooc thread I remind that I will be away in Thailand for the next two weeks, so wait up, good game so far, no battles but I enjoy the RP, so keep it up.
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Miltiades smiles benignly at the girl "Greetings, may peace be upon you child. I am Miltiades, a priest of the Church of Rao, one of the gods of good. I understand your father is the wizard Spugnoir. I am new to the town and was hoping to speak with him but heard he has been out wandering for a few days as is his wont. I too am planning some expeditions into various parts of the countryside and thought I might keep an eye out for him as I go. Could you tell me where he went to and what he looks like?"
"Indeed, young one," adds Korbryn, trying to soften his gruff voice so as not to frighten the child. "We require yer father's aid, but me new friend Haunor says he's not been about for some time." Switcing his shiny steel helmet from the crook of one arm to the other, Korbryn smiles at the girl, hoping his mangled visage doesn't frighten her over much.
The Kid keeps watch over the items in the store, barely resisting the urge to pluck out various things and play with them. He occasionally makes playful gestures at the toad and raven, trying to illicit some sort of response. However, he leaves the talking to others and contents himself to poke and proud at the interesting diversions.
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The raven just hangs and watch the kid playing gestures and do nothing, the toad stares at you with big eyes. Waaabit, SStupid human
The toad calls, jump behind the counter and disappear.
The little girl giggles and return her attention to Korbryn and Miltiades. My father is tall, and I love is rounded nose, his eyes are blue like mine and gray hair cover his head. He wore gray robes when he left a couple of days ago, he loves to pick up the bog's flora that grow not far from here. I quite worry, can you find him?
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As the conversation with the young girl continues, a sudden set of squawks are heard as a second raven flies into the shop and flitters down on the other end of the teeter-totter. The two ravens begin squawking at each other, when suddenly the door to the shop springs open and a young elf rushes into the store. The door slams behind him and the elf drops his hands to his knees bent over and begins heaving long, strained breaths in an attempt to get oxygen into his lungs.
The elf wears long purple flowing robes, his extremely long blond hair looks disheveled and wind-blown, and with each wheeze his eyes water and a small groan of pain leaks out.
"I uh... HEHHH HUHHH... I... HEHHH HUHHH... caught... HEHHH HUHHH... up... HEHHH HUHHH... with you. Thank... HEHHH HUHHH... the gods."
He stands back upright, then notices for the first time the entire group staring at him. A few more gasps of air, and finally he is able to give a sheepish grin of embarrassment.
A dwarf in ornate, polished full plate regards the elf with stern eyes. His hair too, is long and blonde, as is his matching beard, but worn braided with fine silver chain. His face is badly scarred across the left side, and his voice sounds like the grating of gravel as he speaks.
A wiry youthful-looking human dressed in unremarkable clothes pokes his head around a collection of odd vials and such. Though his attention is on the commotion, his left hand is idly spinning a small knife round his knuckles.
"What's this then? He's not one of the ten people we're looking for, is he?"
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The lean olives-kinned man in vestments of Rao resonds to the Kid before turning to the newcomer and offering a blessing "From the young maid's description this is not master Spugnoir, no. Greetings sir, may peace be upon you this day."
"So you have found us, why were you looking for us?"
The elf is taken aback by the gnome's question, as in his mind it should be completely obvious why he was looking for them. Verbobonc's Minister of the Treasury had come to him and said "We have special court agents in Hommlet checking things out and they need more help... Archmage Bigby wants us to send you. Go find them". And with that, Ithiken hopped onto a horse and rode out here as fast as he could manage to meet up with the group... fully expecting the group to be expecting him. Apparently that is not the case.
Or else... perhaps the group are secret agents, and thus aren't allowed to say anything in public! Ah yes! That must be it! Ithiken suddenly breaks out into a wide grin and says conspiratorily "Oh! I was told there was a gentleman's club..." he taps the side of his nose as he says this... "here in town that gets together every week to discuss news of the day. And I was interested in discussing the news of the day as well." He turns and looks at the others and nods his head knowingly. "My name is Ithiken Naru, and I am a sorcerer of high standing that LOVES to discuss the news of the day!"
Hearing the elf's explanations, Korbryn glances up at his friend Miltiades and shrugs. He switches his helmet from the crook of one arm back to the other, and then looks silently back to the elf.
The Kid cocks an eyebrow and makes a this-guy-is-crazy-gesture with his right hand, his left still busy with the dagger. "Err... news, is it then. Okay. Uhm. Huh. Well, perhaps our good gnome might have something for you." The youth gives the odd elf another glance then continues his inspection of the oddities in the shop.
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"Err... news, is it then. Okay. Uhm. Huh. Well, perhaps our good gnome might have something for you."
Ithiken nods sagely at the human's response, then turns to the gnome in the group and smiles wide.
"So you're the gnome to see then, is it? You're the one with all the news... about what's been happening in Hommlet, eh? Well I'm glad I've finally met up with the men who know what's going on. Hope I can contribute to... the... discussions... of today's news. You know what I mean?"
He winks to the gnome and then relaxes quite a bit now that he's become more comfortable with his surroundings. He starts looking around the shop at all the cute and colorful bottles and such.
Miltiades turns back to the young girl. "Thank you child. Our travels will take us out near there. We will search for him and bring him back safely if we can." Miltiades then returns his attention to the, exuberant elf. "Now then sir. Why don't we retire to some place convenient to talk. We are just arrived in town and it is always good to hear the latest news."
The long golden hair of the elf swishes around as he exits the shop and then immediately spins around to talk to his new friends. The grin on his face shows an excitement that only comes from the youth of inexperience.
"Sorry about all that secretive stuff in there... but I know better than to blabber on and on and on about stuff that other people have no need to know about. Master Bigby taught me all about not showing my hand when it is dealt. I'm not a big card player, so that metaphor is a little lost on me... but he seemed to think it was a wisdom worth knowing, so I'll concede the point. That's why he's the archmage and I'm just an apprentice."
He chuckles to himself and then widens his grin once more.
"So... what did the higher-ups tell you fellows? I was sort of rushed through everything so fast that I didn't really get exactly why we're here... or what we're doing... or what the point is... or what our plan is... or who I was working with... or why me... or how best to do... whatever it is... we're supposed to be doing. It was just lucky that I found you guys though. I only had to ask about twenty-seven people through town for where I could find a group of newcomers who had just arrived and seemed to be up to something. Finally, a beggar down the street over there..." he points to a man lying in the gutter, "mentioned you guys walking past him and entering this shop. And so here I am! Ready to work on... this... thing... we're now working on.
Whew! I'm hot. Anyone else hot? And when can we stop for a bite to eat, I'm starving?!?"
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