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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mezegis" data-source="post: 5286476" data-attributes="member: 87105">After acquiring his advance, Thalin bows to his new companions.  Alas, I should be going.  Have to see a man about a dog.  But I'll see you in the morn at the Lightning Rail station, yes?  Turning, he exits the rendevous point and vanishes into the night. And so he wanders the streets of Sharn for a good hour, narrowly avoiding a scuffle with some street thugs, and resisting the warm invite from ladies of ill reput, before Thalin comes to rest in front of a older shop just about closed down for the night.  Feeling like this is as good a place as any to shop, he heads in, greeting the wisend old shopkeep with a hearty smile and hello.   Being the friendly sort, it isn't long before the two are chatting like old friends and sharing stories of the good old days, which actually never seemed that good back when they were happening, but now seem like a warm blanket when you're cold.  The shopkeep tells of his failing business selling clothes he and his wife makes, and of the sons that have wandered off to see the world, forgetting their worried parents back home.  At some point, the wife herself peaks in to check on her husband, and warmly welcomes the stranger keeping him out of her hair.  Far too soon, the evening draws to a close, and our intrepid hero makes to leave, but not before presenting the couple with a gift of gold, payment for a wonderful evening.  Embarrased and amazed, the couple insist the cannot take it, but Thalin will have nothing of it.  Determined to give something to the stranger, the wife rumages through a closet, pulling out an old bedroll and a pouch of various bits.  These were going to be presents for our eldest on his 20th birthday, but he never came home, she says sadly, pressing them into our hero's arms.  Realizing he cannot refuse her generosity, he humbly accepts their gift before taking his leave one more time. Only then, does he realize the bedroll has a hint of magic about it, and he smiles as he tucks it away, heading toward a raucous inn to entertain the patrons and hopefully earn himself a free room for the evening. [sblock=Purchases]Bought a restful bedroll and some ritual components[/sblock]</blockquote>

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