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Six From Gate Pass - Chapter 3: Shelter From The Storm

Bannock buys a set of masterwork tools, and sells his old ones for a few gold. He also sells the longsword he carried, as well as the suit of half-plate he no longer requires, for a total of 308 gp. He passes on the offers of employment. The proffered wages are below what he might make if he spent the time making his own products and selling them at the market rate. He spends 133 of his newly made gold on materials and components he can use to assemble a crossbow design he's had in mind since before leaving Gate Pass.

He begins work on it the next day.

OOC: Bannock will be attempting to build a heavy repeating crossbow
 
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I am a child of Trilla, Dreamwalker. And you, a distant cousin. Only one touched by Trilla may walk the dreams. As for my physical body, I have none. I am inside you, a part of you, made manifest when we linked in your dream. Do you not remember your last dream walk?

Lars leaves for the latrine before continuing the inner dialogue, not wanting to appear strange.

"So, if you are a part of me, are you an aspect of me? Or are you some kind of parasite? Am I possessed? Also, why don't you explain who this Trilla is, and why you are her/his child? Why am I a distant cousin? How can you be part of me, and yet be a distant cousin?"
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Lars finishes the evening slightly drunk and sleeps late in the morning.

The next day, he looks to sell his masterwork shortbow, and buy 20 bolts for his crossbow, a weapon he prefers. He also shops around for a masterwork light crossbow, and potions of healing.

OOC: What is the rule for selling? Looks like the other PCs are handling that directly.
 

Kirio is well satisfied with his evening's performance, and after seeing the proprietor for his earnings, he goes straight to bed.

The next morning he heads out early and off to the market "I have errands to run in town, I'll try and be back early afternoon, but if not I will be here for my evening performance."

[sblock="for DM"] He finds a weapons shop, where he reluctantly sells Bhurisrava’s Wish (OOC: let me know how much I get Greg). The weapon is beautifully crafted but in the end not really his style after all. He also picks up a set of arrows along the way (20, 1GP).

He then heads over to a magical supply shop, and purchases a scroll of Eagle Splendor (150 GP), as well as enough materials for Arnir to transcribe him 20 more as per their agreement (20 empty scrolls 20 GP).

Having made good time, he makes up his mind that he must pay his old friends a visit, "They need to know what is happening, and who knows, they may have some information for me as well." he heads over to the harbor and to the wayfairer's galeon... He is always awestruck by the sheer size and audacity of the vessel "this was a good home"

He approaches the ship and calls up "Good day friend wayfairer. You may not remember me, but I am Kirio the Effusive, and spent a good many years on this ship. I have been ten years gone, but feel it is my duty to speak to the masters. I have been on a ... Journey, for lack of a better word, and things are not good for the likes of us. Any chance I could converse, even if only briefly, with someone in charge?" [/sblock]
 

The fellow with the lute soon leaves the Inn after he realizes that the party was not interested in speaking with him. He pulls up his hood against the drizzle and steps out into the street.

Kirio's performance is met with enjoyment and the Innkeep seems pleased to have made a deal to bring in a former Wayfairer. Given the quality of the establishment, your meal is fantastic: roasted capons with fresh herbs, roast potatoes with butter and even a few oranges and lemons brought in from across the seas from the lands to the South. Wine, ale and spirits are all available here as well. At the end of the night, you all sleep soundly in well-locked rooms on large beds filled with down.

GM: I'm assuming you're spending your time in the North Harbour, but just met me know if you're going elsewhere after this post


You spend your next day wandering the city, selling and buying items in the market, crafting or relaxing from your long journey. Some of you notice that signs have also been posted around the North Harbour advertising the availability of new houses being constructed in the South Harbour. The advertisement suggests seeking out a man named Pickens Frankart in the South Harbour if interested.

Hrimr, you have no trouble locating a place to brew potions. There are a number of alchemists in the city, and any one of them is willing to let you use their equipment for a rate of 20% of the market cost of the item you wish to brew. You may also purchase the components of an alchemy set as well, though you may find it difficult to set the equipment up at the Inn. As you search for these services, you also learn that there is one major temple in Seaquen dedicated to Mystra. However, you hear that there are a number of minor shrines being set up amongst the refugee camps and various snippets of conversation tell you that religious-based tensions are heating up between the peoples from different nations and different religions. You also hear that a woman named Laurabec Adelsburg, supposedly some holy knight, is trying to unite the factions in peace.

Bannock you make some progress on your crossbow (we'll presume you're working on it all week given the skill check - unless you're doing daily progress in copper pieces?), but you are ushered out of the Inn room when one of the maids who works there informs the Innkeep of horrible sawing, planing and hammering sounds emerging from your room. He finds you ankle deep in sawdust and 'hums' and 'haws' about the clean up, his reputation and other things you can't be bothered to deal with. You end up having to work outside, perhaps by your makeshift workbench and are forced to bribe local guards a few silvers to avoid registering you as a business and subjecting you to taxes.

Those out searching for components related to scribing or other magical activity learn of a unique store called Tatoomancy that apparently only opens after sunset. You can find it by looking for a strange store-front dimly lit by hundreds of candles in windows and on shelves. Supposedly, the owner is some dark skinned Elven sorceress named Tenga Litaranesh who can create magical tatoos for the right price.

[sblock="for Lars"]"Trilla is the great golden mother. It was she that made our world and from her dreams and nightmares we were born. Sometimes we spy dream walkers who have the ability to wander in our world and we reach out to experience the world beyond the dreams. Those whom we touch pass on our essence to their offspring and so the dream walkers may continue to be and reach into our world. Sometimes our touch manifests in strange powers and magical abilities. You have our essence Dreamwalker and I have reached out to touch you, to be with you ... and to seek your help. All is not well in my world or in yours."[/sblock]

[sblock="for Kirio"]Kirio, after some shopping around in the market and in various stores, you eventually find a buyer for your mace at the Temple of Mystra, whose clerics are eager to make use of the weapon’s unique healing ability. They gladly hand you a sum of 1950 pieces of gold in a small locked metal chest which they send to your Inn.

Down in the harbour, you stand next to the massive ornate galleon that serves as the Wayfairer’s Cirque ship. One of the deck hands leans over in livery consistent with the bright crimson and gold colours of the troupe. He lowers the planks and allows you up on deck. He politely informs you that Guildmistress Sheena Larkins is currently taking residence in the Lyceum as she acts as an advisor to the council there. He also explains, as he tours you around the deck of the ship, that the troupe is working on an amazing show called the The Spectacular Trial of Toteth Topec which will be playing here aboard the theatre in a couple of weeks time to raise morale. He brings you down into the hold where you suddenly find yourself in a massive space holding the gorgeous theatre with hundreds of seats and a finely made stage complete with tapestries, fabrics and more. The size of the theatre space, which should be impossible given the size of the ship, is explained as some form of extradimensional pocket made possible by high magic. The deck hand introduces you to a dour man named Hawkins Dorien who serves as the second to the guild leadership. He constantly smokes from a pipe and wears ostentatious robes. He tells you a bit about the show and when he learns that you were once a Wayfairer, he asks if you would be willing to audition for a part in the show. He informs you that they have free chorus and main parts that could use a flutist. Compensation is dependant on the quality of your audition.[/sblock]

Torrent is gone for most of the day but returns in the early evening for Kirio's performance and another stellar meal. She informs you that she has made an appointment for the party with her old mentor on the morrow. With a smile she says: "Lee can get us into the Lyceum and then we can finally complete our mission!"
 

[sblock="for DM"] Kirio is blown away by the impossibly large stage... "thank you for showing me around my friend, I had forgotten just what a truly wondrous place this ship is, I had not know how much I missed it until now. I will likely be visiting the Lyceum myself shortly, I will attempt to get an audience with guilmistress Larkins then."

Kirio listens intently to Hawkins Dorien as he describes the show being put together, and has increasing difficulty hiding his excitement at the prospect of performing with the wayfairers again. "I will gladly audition my friend, I am currently performing nightly at an Inn in North Harbour... and had forgotten how enjoyable it is to put on a true performance. If you like I can play a bit for you here and now, or you can visit the Inn tonight and listen there?" Kirio pulls out his flute, has a seat, and composes himself. He picks a short and lively tune, but one of building complexity he hopes will impress Hawkins...

After departing the ship, Kirio spends some time looking for a skilled enchanter to enhance his bow, thinking of no better investment than his trusted bow to spend his newfound wealth on; besides, a chest of over 2000 GPs is really more than he can carry... [/sblock]

As the shadows grow longer, Kirio feels his day has been well spent indeed, and he decides to make his way back to the Inn to prepare for his evening performance. He stops to order a small jug of white wine to refresh himself, and arranges for a delivery [sblock="for DM"] Kirio arranges for the chest of gold to be delivered to the enchanter working on his bow [/sblock]
 
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[sblock="for DM"]
"Trilla is the great golden mother. It was she that made our world and from her dreams and nightmares we were born. Sometimes we spy dream walkers who have the ability to wander in our world and we reach out to experience the world beyond the dreams. Those whom we touch pass on our essence to their offspring and so the dream walkers may continue to be and reach into our world. Sometimes our touch manifests in strange powers and magical abilities. You have our essence Dreamwalker and I have reached out to touch you, to be with you ... and to seek your help. All is not well in my world or in yours."

Lars thinks this over, and later he sub-vocalizes, "All right, out with it. What kind of help are you looking for? Do you have a name, by the way?"[/sblock]

Lars finds a quality weaponsmith, and purchases his best light crossbow (of masterwork quality). He sells him his masterwork shortbow and his old light crossbow, bringing the overall cost down to 155gp. He uses the treasure gained from the witches to pay for it all.
 

Kirio finds Arnir at the Inn and gives him the scroll of Eagle Splendor as agreed, as well as 20 blank scrolls... "here is the spell and materials as agreed friend Arnir. There is enough parchment there for 20 scrolls. Your assistance in this is much appreciated."
 

Arnir looks over the Tide Reaver's Tear with a keen eye trying to figure out how much it might be worth.

Seeing Kirio come in, he sits up at his table and smiles. His smile turns to a slight frown as Kirio speaks, however before he spreads his wide and sighs with sympathy.

"My friend, I fear I may have given you the wrong idea. Dabbling in the arcane is a costly affair- If it simply took paper, ink and a scroll to copy everyone would do it! As it is, the Weave rivals dragons themselves in its appetite for gold. In order for me to scribe this scroll into my book, I must make an offering of 40GP. Once that is done, I can start making you scrolls, however this is a costly endeavour as well...."

[sblock="For Kirio, DM"]Technical stuff[/sblock]
 
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Kirio frowns at the younger elf "Honestly, your art is a bizarre one, sooo... grounded in material things. Those who practice my art do so largely without the need of material objects; I do not believe I would wish to do what you do. Let us be clear then, this Eagle Splender scroll is worth 150 GPs. How many scrolls do you believe you could make for me to "recoup" my costs? That is 20 GPs worth of parchment, which I provided as a friendly gesture to your fair offer, I had assumed you would secure materials yourself as I am no expert in these matters."
 

[sblock="for Kirio"]Kirio, as you play your song, another man comes to sit with Hawkins. He is even more flamboyantly dressed and carries an ornate staff. He stares at you whilst you play and then, growing bored, begins to examine his nails or pick loose lint from his wide collared tunic and jeweled vest. Just as your enters into its crescendo, you hear a loud shrieking voice that says: "Thank you! That will be all!" which startles you and ends your performance. Hawkins introduces the other man as Giorgio, the troupe's style and sound critique. "Your playing is of middling talent, " says the man in his weasely tone, "and your style is ... well lacking in true artistry, expression and purity. However, you are not without your qualities and the troupe would be willing to employ you in a chorus position. If you accept, your salary will be 1 gp for each of our 20 performances and no, we are not open for negotiation. I will drum up the necessary paperwork and have them sent to your Inn or ... tent ... if you are living outside amongst the refugees. Good day." With that he walks away in a flurry of scarves, tails and bright colours. Hawkins merely shrugs, takes a puff from his pipe and wishes you a good day. He also adds that a rehearsal schedule will be sent to you as well and reminds you to leave your contact information with the deck hand who admitted you.[/sblock]

[sblock="for Arnir"]Arnir, the elixirs are easily worth 75gp each from less than scrupulous merchants.

The tear is a strange and unique item that baffles you in terms of its worth. However, some merchants who deal primarily with sea travel, as well as those who purchase of magical curios, would be willing to take the item off of your hands. You don't get too many offers, but the going rate seems to be 700gp.[/sblock]

[sblock="for Lars"]"Another dreamwalker has come to our realm...she took..." the voice goes silent for a few moments before it returns sounding more panicked, "Dreamwalker, I must go now. I will reach out to you again, the bond is thin now and danger approaches. Call upon me if you need me, I can always try to answer, my name is ..." [/sblock]
 
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