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Gemma frowns at seeing her features appear on Eanos' face, but says nothing. She backs away a little and off to the side so that the ruse will not be immediately apparent to anyone opening the door, but the very immediate worry has not left her features. . . Gemma Moressi . . Figure you...

Rhas continues his slow advance toward the encampment: step, shoot, shoot again. Both bolts strike flesh, and the crossbowman smiles grimly, but there's clearly more fight left in the remaining gnoll. Step to AA18, with full attack/rapid shot/PBS. Full attack (1d20+9=21, 1d10+7=15, 1d20+9=27...

Gemma draws back, but seems rather agitated and it's obvious that she's not going to wait long before pounding on the door. There is no apparent movement from inside the house. . . Gemma Moressi . .

For someone so generally stoic, Gemma's reaction is surprisingly emotional. A look of sadness and disappointment passes over her face before swiftly being overtaken by one of anger. "Rosa? She's my goddaughter. She ... Wait, did she have something to do with Daug and Walder and the reef!?"...

Wiste is a bit surprised to see you again so soon, but quickly realizes that you're disposing of loot you've acquired along the way. His eyes glitter especially at the gravedigger's collection of jewelry, and he very deliberately does not inquire where such things might have come from. He also...

Rhas steps forward, raising his crossbow again. "Clear the lane, miss." No sooner is Damaris clear then he lets fly with another bolt which takes the large gnoll in the chest. It crashes to the ground. "Yar, sorted. Now let's see what you got, feller." Step to AB17. Fire at LG (assuming...

AB18 and shoot G6, as you mentioned.

Mirra listens to what she can of the contest, but when no more information is forthcoming, she excuses herself and finds Jyman Trout and trades for a silvered spear and a stout silvered mace. Afterwards, she finds the castle library and pages through various tomes, but finds herself frustrated...

Everything that isn't a magical item wasn't worth detailing since you're not going to use any of it. It's vendor trash. Suffice to say that you have enough trade-in money to cover any mundane items, and Wiste doesn't stock anything magical.

You do also have the goodies from the gang you killed as well as the gravedigger's jewels. You could trade these in to Wiste for enough money to cover what you need.

I'll step the other way, then.

Rhas curses at his cousin. "Watch the bloody shot, Umthirn! An' get behind me!" He steps forward and fires another pair of shots, this time at the gnoll leader. Rapid Shot with PBS on Gnoll Antipaladin (1d20+9=19, 1d10+7=13, 1d20+9=19, 1d10+7=10) Damn. Damn damn damn. Well, the first...

Harry shakes his head. "Never heard of her. I generally only know them that are connected to the docks, and she's not one of those so far as I know." . . . . Blind Harry . . . . No scent of perfume. Regarding the timing of the perfume purchase, Wiste wasn't exact, but he did seem to...

Wiste shakes his head. "Nah, sorry. Couldn't tell you. He paid in cash and there's not enough repeat business to know. Anyway, thanks, and remember who your friends are." Outside, Harry waits with Tyrien. "Everything go alright, sirs? There's one of the better inns nearby if you need a...

Wiste envelops Eanos' hand with a fleshy and somewhat damp grip. "Looking forward to more business, sirrah." When Eanos inquires about the perfume, he puffs with pride. "Of course most of the perfume trade is me. The dancers get the cheap stuff by the cask. Some of the ladies and gents...

Rhas moves to the side for a better shot. "Cannae get a clear shot with all of them in my way, lassie. Let me clear a path for me cousin." Archer is Gnoll 7, soulnova. Step to AC 17. Rapid shot on 5 then 4 if I miraculously kill 4. 5 then 4, incl PBS (1d20+9=19, 1d10+7=8, 1d20+9=10...

Wiste chuckles. "The sea witch, that was just business. The Don never made enemies when he could make friends. Oh, but Rosa ... she was a piece of work." He leans forward conspiratorially. "I don't like to speak ill of the dead, but Armando had a positive blind spot where she was concerned...

Mirra nods grimly. "Ancient before the birth of iron? Fine." She takes a glowing flask from her belt and flicks it with a fingernail. A clear tone rings through the hall, and the alchemist's eyes burn with celestial fury. "But ancient before the birth of fire? Oh, I think not. I think...

Daylily smiles. "Ah, goods! I was thinks this is another prisoner dilemma thingses. Goodbye, wicked thing!" He brings the quasit to his mouth, and in one smooth motion he bites the creature's head off. Spitting the head to the right side, he casually tosses the rest of the corpse to the...

Wiste chuckles conspiratorially. "And making sure that any goods that do go wandering off don't have an inconvenient paper trail behind them, right? Or at least making sure that the paper trail is in the hands of people who wouldn't be inclined to be interested?" He taps the side of his...