IC: Dichotomy's Age of Worms Redux, Part I


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[sblock=Di]Hmmm.... Come now Tidwoad. There is no denying that sum is healthy, and to a customer of ordinary means it would be entirely reasonable. We though, are not ordinary. This is a small sampling of the things we will have to offer you. You would of course like to encourage us as repeat customers, wouldn't you? Alexis asks beamingly.[/sblock]
 

[sblock=o3]Tidwoad paces back and forth on the top of the counter. "You're trying to drive me into a debtor's prison!" the gnome exclaims. "40 for the armband, and 300 for the set of statuettes." He stops pacing and crosses his arms across his chest.[/sblock]
 

[sblock=stuff]As the pair walks away from the sage's home, Boldak turns to the raven and his master to comment, "Don't dare think that's enough to make me forget all the head pecking... Good work though. That went better than I'd have thought it would. I can't help but think he'll be making use of us later... but that's what we'll have to live with."

As they near the Dog, he concludes, "I just hope we can find someone to take off our hands anything that isn't of use. I need to get my hands on some actual coin in order to purchase a new shield...

Let's go see if Alexis faired as well."
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[sblock=Di]Well, I suppose, if that's it... Alexis trails off mid-word and waits an uncomfortably long moment, gazing quite intently at him.

Presuming he doesn't shout another offer, she'll accept his second.
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[sblock=stuff x2]"Wizards always do seem to keep their grip on someone if they can. Come to think of it I bet a good number of Sorcerer's do too. Luckily, I think I've avoided most of them. C'mon, let's get a start on the night."
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Breth walks up to the bar and orders 2 ales.
 

[sblock=o3]The gnome takes the items and gives Alexis the coin in return, not budging from his second offer.

As the pair leaves Tidwoad's (I presume to head to the Feral Dog as previously discussed) Alendar turns to the woman. "I don't have the first damned clue whether we just got swindled."[/sblock]
As the group finishes their separate business, they congregate once more at the Feral Dog. It is not at all busy yet, being only just late lunchtime. A couple of workers are toiling as you come in with a rather large dark stain. Unlike most such stains you see like that, which are usually in the dog fighting pit, this once is on the edge outside the pit. Obviously something of note happened last night.
 


"Now seems like a good time to find out what's been going on while we've been out and about..." wonders Boldak. "I'm particularly interested in whatever happened to that group with the elven girl."
 


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