*Kelthet, Lykis looks at your items, and takes them in its thin hands. Examing them for a moment, it nods.*
"The piton... a magical aid for climbing. Keeping it on your person makes climbing much easier, Surehand it's called. The dagger is Darkwish... curious that you should find it first. You follow the path of iron, do you not, witch?" it says calmly.
*Vesune considers Wil's offer and looks back at Lykis and Kelthet. Some unspoken communication seems to pass between them, and she nods.*
"You would be gone a good long while... and our items would be out of our ken for months. It would be better to carry an item that would allow us to communicate with you, even see what you see. Such a thing would be a fair trade for the use of some of our items," she says briskly.
"Now, as for the translation of languages, Phaern if you will take that light silver chain on the top shelf there. Yes, that is what you're looking for. The two little cuffs on it, those go on your ears, and the chain around your throat. It lets you speak and understand many languages, though it takes a keen mind to understand it. It can be... difficult to control sometimes. It carries echos of all the spirits of those who have used it before and they are sometimes... talkactive. This is called Tonguesinger."
*Phaern, when you speak to Lykis, it gives a small snort before it answers.*
"It is the runechild who holds the memories of ages within her. My memories are mearly my own. I have sampled nearly every flavor of magic in my long life, and have collected many things in that time. I sell my knowledge, and these items, and buy a few every now and then. I enchant things from time to time, and even identify a few. This little shop has been here longer than Ra-Toqu... over three hundred years... They all know I'm not a threat or they would have run me out just on principle, for being a mojh," it says in its papery voice.
"The piton... a magical aid for climbing. Keeping it on your person makes climbing much easier, Surehand it's called. The dagger is Darkwish... curious that you should find it first. You follow the path of iron, do you not, witch?" it says calmly.
*Vesune considers Wil's offer and looks back at Lykis and Kelthet. Some unspoken communication seems to pass between them, and she nods.*
"You would be gone a good long while... and our items would be out of our ken for months. It would be better to carry an item that would allow us to communicate with you, even see what you see. Such a thing would be a fair trade for the use of some of our items," she says briskly.
"Now, as for the translation of languages, Phaern if you will take that light silver chain on the top shelf there. Yes, that is what you're looking for. The two little cuffs on it, those go on your ears, and the chain around your throat. It lets you speak and understand many languages, though it takes a keen mind to understand it. It can be... difficult to control sometimes. It carries echos of all the spirits of those who have used it before and they are sometimes... talkactive. This is called Tonguesinger."
*Phaern, when you speak to Lykis, it gives a small snort before it answers.*
"It is the runechild who holds the memories of ages within her. My memories are mearly my own. I have sampled nearly every flavor of magic in my long life, and have collected many things in that time. I sell my knowledge, and these items, and buy a few every now and then. I enchant things from time to time, and even identify a few. This little shop has been here longer than Ra-Toqu... over three hundred years... They all know I'm not a threat or they would have run me out just on principle, for being a mojh," it says in its papery voice.