D&D 5E 5e Halcyon Academy

[tglassy]

He looks like he belongs more in the backstreets of a city Mim grew up in, rather than the middle of the woods, but Mim can't detect any ill intent from the man.

 

[jonathonhawke]

Jordy speaks up, "The priest offered us shelter for the night, and this food for our journey. But during the night, he went out into the woods and...disagreed with something that ate him."
He gestures to the group, "We tracked it down and killed it, at the cost of one of our own."

 

[Azurewraith]

"And who are you exactly"

 

[Greenmtn]

Zivar gives this guy a once over. Looking him up and down nerviously.

OOC: insight [roll0]

Staying silent and keeping his distance, worried that this man might suddenly explode into some giant red blob covered in mouths and screaming at him.

 

[tglassy]

At Jordy's words, the smile fades from the man's face.

"Bloody hell, you mean the old man's dead?" He seemed genuinely crestfallen. "I was a...I guess you'd call us business partners, of a sort. He'd sell me these little jars of golden liquid. I've got some buyers who pay real good for the stuff. I don't suppose he gave you any before he...before he left? If he's gone, they'd be the last. I'll pay ya 300 gp for each vial."

 

[Greenmtn]

"Are you from the Temple at the Academy?" Zivar asks, gaining comfort in the idea that this man seems to have been someone that is here on business.

OOC: Before we leave Zivar is going to try to find the priests notes about the plants but not until after this stranger leaves.

 

[Azurewraith]

OOC: Is money of any use inside the academy?

 

[tglassy]

"Ah...no..." the man said. "I'm not from the Academy. I'm not from anything, actually. Just a man tryin' to make a living."

OOC: I would assume money is good everywhere. But yes, you'll be able to buy stuff.

 

[Azurewraith]

OOC: Well gold is no good if they trade in seashells and soiled undergarments!

Mim steps forward and hands the man his vial, wishing he scoured the remains for others.
Mim smiles as he hands it over making the sound of gold clinking together again and again.

"We should move while we have the light"

 

[tglassy]

The man takes your vial and hands you a pouch. Cursory glance says it's around 300 gp.

"Any other takers? "


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