CLOSED! Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Game (ToEE)

[InVinoVeritas]

By the morning, Ciaran remains silent, merely nodding to indicate his interest in a place to sleep. At this point, it looks like a barstool or reasonably bare patch of ground would be sufficient.

And so he sleeps.

 

[Rhun]

The meal finished and paid for, everyone heads for their room and soon finds the comfort of their beds, with the exception of Jinx. While the rest of the company drifts off into slumber, their companion searches out the local trader.

The gnome wizard finds himself entering a large wooden building, which he quickly finds is full of all types of miscellaneous gear and equipment. This place must certainly be the trading post. At his call, Jinx is greeted by a tall, slended human with dark, oiled hair. "Ah, greetings. How can I help you today?"?

 

[CanadienneBacon]

"Good morning. I've found myself with no use for this pony that you see here. At Ostler Gundigoot's recommendation, I've brought the beast and all his tack to sell or trade. The pony's been stabled and well-fed at the Wench for the last week. He's a good, sturdy beast and has been well taken care of. I'd like either hard coin or a light crossbow and some coin in the trade. Are you interested?" Tired, Jinx dispenses with niceties and gets right to business.

 

[Rhun]

"I'll give you twenty gold for the pony and gear," says the trader, after giving the creature a quick lookover.



20 is half the pony + saddle original value...I've found that just giving half value for things is much easier than trying to roleplay the haggling in a PBP environment. Let me know if that is cool or not.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

"Done." Jinx hands over the pony and accepts the merchant's 20 gold. Patting the pony somewhat regretfully on the neck, Jinx bids the creature farewell. "Been a trusty mount. Happy fields to you, sturdy beast. Sorry to see you go." The gnome thanks the merchant and, after stowing his coin deep within his pack, slogs back through Hommlet to pay Ostler then find a bed.

 

[Voadam]

Once in the room, Sir Merrick removes his armor and crashes heavily, taking his rest while it is available. While he could press on, his training was to take advantage of opportunities for rest when they came along.

 

[Voadam]

After recuperating, the knight wakes, splashes water in his face to refresh himself, then gathers together the needed offerings for the church from the party's loot collection of gems. He then rouses Aeron.

"Arise Prophet. It is time for us to make pilgrimage to the Temple with offerings as we seek healing blessings of the Gods of Good and their churches."

 

[Dichotomy]

Aeron, bleary-eyed from the unusual sleep schedule, nods to Sir Merrick and as hastily as prudent gets his gear ready again. "Let us pray that we can find a wand. I fear we will need it," he adds flatly.

 

[Rhun]

You all sleep well in the Wench's comfortable beds, and after eight or nine hours of sleep awake refreshed. Some light still shines through the windows of your rooms, and you realize it is twilight outside, the sun now beginning its descent to the west. You can hear the noice from the taproom below; obviously, business at the Inn is picking up as the hour lengthens.

 

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon gets up feeling uncomfortably hot, but much more clear minded than he was in the morning. Despite the likelihood that he shall be returning to bed in just a few hours he still does his morning exercises anyway before heading down to join up with the others. He sees the maid from the morning and remembers that he had said something that didn't make sense to her, though he could not remember what it was. "Uh, excuse me miss. Er, if I... said anything inappropriate in my half conscious state this morning, I apologize. Please forgive me." He bows politely.