Clockwork, Steam & Sorcery - Episode 2

[Seonaid]

When Forge mentions Yara, Miriah exhales in relief. "Thank the gods." She watches the other two carefully then, wondering what's going on.

 

[Uriel]

Forge still huffing and puffing from the run to the Gemcutter Inn stands in front of Froud and Mirah and says Bear with me a moment Kinsman. He turns to froud and says, What are we negotiating here? Has anything changed from our original talk? Yara is well by the way.

Speaking in a low tone, Froud smiles and says 'I can't remember what they offered, their price does seem a bit low, however. I bet it's Magic, we should get a whole lot more, oh Great Leader'.
Froud grinned and stepped back (out of smacking range), awaiting Forge's answer.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

A look of shock crosses Forge's face as froud has the audacity to move out of smacking range when he so desperately needed a good smacking. Damn my stubby arms. the enchanter thought to himself.
Turning back to the Dwarves, Forge said Kinsmen I an loath to just give something as valuable as this back for so little. We were told that there would be little trouble getting the hammer for you yet one of our band lay unconcious at the healers. I must ask for twice the amount in gold as well as the gems. We did as required but it took far more resources then we were led to believe it would.
Gears fidgeted on Forge's shoulder ready to take flight.

 

[loxmyth]

Pahl sighs, stroking his short blonde beard. "I sympathize with your troubles, brother, truly I do. But I believe I was quite clear on the matter, when we first discussed it. The Mountain held the hammer and claimed he would only relinquish it if one could best him in a duel. As you all no doubt know however, duelling in Arcosia can only be done during the day. We were hoping that you, as locals, knew of any possible loopholes or how to convince such an individual. We did not expect a full on row. We just wanted what was ours. And now you would deny us, over gold?"

 

[Argent Silvermage]

"And now you would deny us, over gold?"

Forge remembers back to the conversation. You are right. We agreed on a price. We will take what you have offered.

 

[Seonaid]

Miriah, still looking around the room and seemingly not paying much attention, breathes a sigh of relief at the conclusion of the deal. Mouse chitters softly on her shoulder.

 

[loxmyth]

Relief fills Pahl's cerulean eyes as he reverently takes the hammer from Froud. "Thank you," he says, seeming suddenly smaller and less intimidating than the second before. "Clan Stout owes you all a a great debt. Perhaps I was hasty, you do deserve more than we've offered, but alas, this is all we have." He pauses for a moment, stroking his golden beard as he considers, and his hand falls to the ornate jeweled clasp around his neck. In a sudden moment of inspiration, he removed it and placed it into Forge's hand. "Listen, brother," he says. "We must return to the mountains and return the hammer. But if you ever need our help, send this clasp with your missive to Avinhall and we will return with what help we can bring you. Or you may sell the thing and consider our debt paid. The choice is yours. Is this acceptable?"

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Forge smiles a broad toothy smile and puts his hand on Pahl's shoulder. I am honored by your words. To be called Brother by one of another Clan is payment enough for me. I will treasure this amulet and consider it a symbol of a unity between clan Ironsong and Clan Stout. He says with a small tear in his eye. Froud and Miriah would never understand the honor just bestowed upon them.

 

[Seonaid]

Still looking around, and not at the group conversing, Miriah in fact rolls her eyes at bit at what she views to be Forge's histrionics. After a few more moments, she turns to the others and says brightly, "So our business is concluded here?"

 

[loxmyth]

It seems that their business is completed, and so the trio soon find themselves walking through the Undercity, toting a bag of eighteen gems and an expensive jeweled clasp. By the time they emerge into the upper streets of Arcosia, it is late afternoon, much of the day taken up with their (mis)adventures.