Shopping
Grumbar is able to find adequate supplies that meet his standards, but he is disappointed overall. The price you have to pay is roughly double what a similar collection would have cost back in the Wheelands and that is after squeezing every copper as only a dwarf can. Michael is sure he would have paid at least a third more and a couple of times he thought the Dwarf was going to negotiate with the blade of his axe. However, Grumbar managed to leave each fish monger with a handshake and an exchange of smiles when the transaction was over.
You are confident that it would be know problem to find buyers for the fine foodstuffs, but the challenge will be finding some with deep enough pockets to turn a good profit.
The quality of medical supplies was generally substandard as well, but after a few stops a decent supply of bandages, antiseptic, medicinal herbs, splints, and even a particularly fine set of stainless steel surgical intruments of dwarf make in a tooled leather 'doctors' bag that should make Nac'Losin's day are all one their way to the retribution.
The food and medical supplies make a significant dent in Michael's purse setting him back some 500 gp (including 150 for the MW surgical tools). He is offered several 'magical' elixers of dubois quality. However, he can find as many as 4 potions of cure light wounds and two of lessor restoration at only 10% over normal price.
Gossip is mostly about the Masque, and who might be coming. A particularly powerful Mage known as the Sea Sorcerer is on the 'Rest and his ship, decorated with garish display of magical lights is visible nearby. It is said that at least one duke and a member of the Imperial Family will also be here, but which one is hottly debated. Some say that the Masque is really a gathering of powerful Mages and Religious leaders and that they intend to destory the place with fire, with the Masque being just a ruse. Several well known thieves have disappeared in recent days and there is speculation that they are all together planning a great robbery of the Masque. Other disappearances have led to talk that Gnolls of the Bastiander ship are here taking slaves.
Finally, exhasted from shopping, gossiping and haggling, Storm and Company end up at 'The Captain's Table' the resturant on board the 'Black Lace Glove'. Once a luxury liner and now a hotel it is generally considered the finest place on the 'Rest. You have to wait some 20 minutes in the bar for a proper table. The 'High Society' of Mermaid's Rest appear to be here. They are a rather disappointing lot. The best among them are retired pirates, adventurers and sailors made good. Most look like pimps, scoundrels, thugs and smugglers. You suspect that the few well dressed fellows looking about nervously and cluthing weapons are visitors to the 'Rest. The food is actually pretty good though the menu is heavy on seafood. They do manage to have reasonably fresh vegetables and the waiter assures you the bread was baked fresh this morning. Elsewhere in the rest wormy ships buscuits are all you can find.
After a pretty good meal the waiter, who has provided exemplary service, you figure poor service is rewarded with a knife to the ribs around here, lights your cigars. The rich aroma is soon wafting about. While no one approaches you, some apprasing looks and deep inhalations are noted.