[Adventure] Dirty Money: (The Final Encounter; Rohna, Tondrek up)[Judge: THB]

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[sblock=ooc/judge]Hey, I'm just getting around to updating Roswyn's sheet for level 5 and the loot received so far.

There's a couple of issues with the orb that Roswyn received.

First of all, it was never officially approved by the judge - or if so, I can't find where he did it. Probably because it was awarded in the tavern thread, not this thread. Here: http://www.enworld.org/forum/living-eberron/258851-tavern-towers-shard-09-a-15.html#post4962110 (The same is probably true of Rohna's hammer)

The second thing is, the item that was awarded was an Orb of Inevitable Continuance +1. This is only a level 3 item. For her level 4 item, Roswyn can use her n+4 parcel to get the same Orb, but at +2. In other words, Evo shortchanged me! ;) Actually it is not Evo's fault, I put the Orb at +1 on my wishlist. So I was shortchanging myself! ;) (I definitely wanted to get the +2 orb with this parcel, that's why I took a starting gold parcel and used it to purchase a plain old Orb +1.)

Is it okay to change this to the +2 orb at this point? I won't even ask to retcon all the damage and near-misses that would have hit from the last fight. :lol:

A final question - Roswyn will want to dispose of her plain old Orb +1. Can I just automatically sell it at 20%? Or can Tondrek do a disenchant ritual on it for me - I'd probably be happy with the residuum.[/sblock]
 


[sblock=ooc]I'm fine with making the orb +2. Those that received parcels make sure you update your wishlists if needed. A bigger update coming later.[/sblock]
 

[sblock=ooc]Thanks THB and Evo!

I'll try to get Roswyn fully leveled up and sent in for approval tonight, since it's looking like we may take that extended rest before proceeding.[/sblock]
 

renau1g said:
Tamarand saunters over to the changeling, putting on his best, most non-threatening smile as he does. "Good to see you. Thanks for your help back there. Maybe you can provide a bit more for an old friend?"

The one recognized sticks to the shadows as the drow walks closer. The dirty prostitutes in the street block the way for the drow slightly, but he shoves through them. They smell of rotten garbage and sickly sweet perfume. Stepping into the alley, the changling quickly grabs him by the scruff of his cloak, one hand at the back of his neck holding a shining dagger. The other hand holds a purple silk pouch, closed with a bit of leather twine.

"I know I told you to meet me at The Shard once you finished...but circumstances have changed. Take these," she said shoving the pouch at his chest. "I need to rid myself of them. Spend them in secure places. You didn't get them from me."



Back inside the Dancing Koblold...

Tondrek finishes counting the gold pieces and steps over the trapdoor to guard against intruders. The half-orc gets a good whiff of air pushing up between the cracks. It smells of sewage.

Rohna and Roswyn have nothing of notice to report from their positions at this time.
 

Tamarand gives a smile to the changeling, takes the offered pouch, opens it up to get a cursory glance at contents, and sticks it at the bottom of his pack. He whispers, "Hope to see you around after this"then returns to where he and Shava split to wait for the half-elf so they can return tothe others.
 

Shava finds Tamarand waiting for her a minute later. She smiles, noticeably no longer dragging any bodies.

"All set then?" She states simply. Pausing a moment for some sign of confirmation she returns to the rest of the group.

"All done. No news I see?"
 

"Ah, no, apparently they just couldn't wait to get their hands on me, they wanted to, leave me with something to remember them by. Anyways, yeah let's get back to the others. They knew nothing, useless fools" the drow says, turning to leave
 

Rohna loathed the smell of the kobold blood that splattered her armor for the 3rd time today. She glanced around the room for any unspilled flagons that she could use to dilute the odor once the others arrived. Her eyes returning to the street she ponders to herself. I wonder if there is some sort of magic that can prevent blood from sticking to armor?
 

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