[Eberron] The Forgotten Forge

[MadMaxim]

Gannon looks around with a sad expression on his face: These living conditions are certainly far from ideal... All the lost destinies that are gathered in this place... He looks at Rawhide who's seemingly impressed by the place. He is obviously used to such poor living standards... Gannon starts to ask around if there's someone who can guide them to an entrance into the sewers.

OOC: We'll buy 5 torches (one for each party member) and 5 tinder twigs.

 

[Knight Otu]

Flawed looks around, even though it has no real idea what it has to look for. It more or less looks if there is anyone who looks like "sewer" as well as "guide," and thinking how lost it would be here without its new companions.

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Most of the items in Smallweed's Market are complete and utter junk. Broken cartwheels, rusty piping, broken swords, old chair legs, and the like litter the blankets. Rawhide and Plonk find nothing of interest among the trash.

Gannon manages, after some careful questioning, to find out that one of the merchants working for Smallweed, a slightly chubby goblin named Jobling, could probably give you the information you need. At the moment, Jobling is talking to a greasy, jaundiced shifter woman. "Of course you need sealing wax -- this stick, only partly used, for instance, would be perfect for your needs. Say, 60 copper?" The shifter woman pauses to think, running her hands through her oily hair.

OOC: All right. Deduct 10.05 gp from the advance Lady Elaydren gave you.

 

[Krug]

"More worthless than an Orc's outhouse," says Plonk. "Not that they use outhouses." He, too, helps to look for a guide.

 

[Ashy]

Rawhide picks up a thick, sturdy looking chair leg and begins chewing on it, for no apparent reason whatsoever. He looks to Gannon, "So - wha' we dooin' now, boss?"

 

[MadMaxim]

Disregarding Rawhide's interest in the chair leg, Gannon walks over to Jobling. Standing next to the female shifter, he looks at the goblin and the sealing wax. "I'll give you 5 silver pieces for that, but then I want some information as well."

 

[Ashy]

Rawhide looks around the area...he's keeping an eye open for someone who looks like they might "know the area"...

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Plonk, Rawhide: By looking at them, you'd imagine all of them knew their way around the area fairly well, maybe even into the sewers, but from there, it'd be anyone's guess as to how much help they'd be. That said, you both notice a short, stocky man in a grey travelling cloak perusing the wares. He's slightly better dressed than most of them and seems to be keeping himself a little bit away from them, certainly avoiding contact.

Rawhide: A wiry goblin looks at you, bug-eyed. "Hey, you! That's a good chair leg -- can't find them like that here just any day. Two silver!" He sticks out his palm.

Gannon: He shakes his head. "Sixty copper. Or maybe I could interest you in these trousers with just a hint of mildew? Thirty-nine, and they're yours. A skewer of boiled rat meat? For you, only five silver. Information, though, that's different. One hundred silver." Jobling looks at you, an eyebrow raised. The shifter woman stands there, slack-jawed, eyeing your clothing and weapons (you can almost see the gold pieces in her eyes).

 

[Ashy]

Rawhide growls a deep, rumbling growl at the goblin and lunges at the goblin threatening to smack him with the chair leg. He then, just as quickly, stands down from his threatening pose and begins chewing on the chair leg again. He keeps an eye on the man in grey, however.

 

[MadMaxim]

Gannon looks at Jobling in disbelief: "100 silver pieces! What in the world makes you think that I would pay you that amount for some information? It's rather specific information I need, but with the price you're charging for it, I might as well try finding what I'm looking for on my own... Have a nice day, Sir!" He turns around on his heel and starts walking away resolutely.

OOC: Gannon is trying to make him cut the price by looking like he doesn't need Jobling's help, if he's charging that amount of silver pieces. If he doesn't stop him, he still walks out of the alley and tries to come up with another approach, because he's not willing to part with 10 gold pieces.