Curse of the Azure Bonds chapter 1: Tilverton


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Dawn

“Oh... seems like she lost it then. She would probably like to have it back. Is the priestess Meshala still in Tilverton mayhaps?”
 



Ferrik of Rasheman

"If there is a temple to this Lathande, why would she stay at the inn? Shouldn't her lodge have a sleeping place?"
 

Aelkin drops to a whisper as he addresses Dominic. The local locksmith is Undreir. Best not mention his name aloud. He's as cutthroat a bloke as you can dream of, been trying to lowball Dundar out of the shop for years now and the two aren't on speaking terms. His establishment is two blocks west of the Windlord's Rest.
 

"Thank you,"" Dominic said, in a low voice, then turned towards the door, just mentioning to Dawn as he passed by. "I'm going to go get some 'tools' that might come in handy. I'll meet up with you at Filani's shortly." And then he walked over to Undreir's store.
 

"Yes, we should probably take the brush to her." Xi flexes his hand in the spiked gauntlet closing it into a tight fist. "This should do nicely. Thank you Aelkin." The giant pays for his new goods and is ready to leave with the party.
 

Dominic leaves to do his own shopping while the rest of the group heads to the Rose Altar and will meet at Filani's when the other business is done.

[sblock=Dominic]Undreir Facilitations is the establishment of the overweight, calculating merchant Phidalpar Undreir. His shop is littered with various items of jewelry and ornamental items, a few odd-looking rings and other such sundries. The proprietor has thieves' tools available, as well as an offer. Might I interest you in a job Goodman? I've sought to acquire some artifacts from the Gondarran temple and meant to present this magic hammer in exchange for the relics, but I haven't had time to deliver it. He shows you the weapon in question. If you could deliver the hammer to the temple and bring the relics back, I would be willing to pay 250 gold. Interested?[/sblock]

The remainder of the group arrives at the Rose Altar, the shrine to Lathander. A blond half-elven woman with unkempt hair and what appears to be new red vestments bows and greets you.

Welcome to the Rose Altar, travelers. First let me apologize for my appearance. I lost my hairbrush and my hair just hasn't been in a cooperative mood ever since. May I offer you the ministrations of the Morninglord?
 


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