[IC] Halfling Quest - Rooting Around

Jerran gives Alton a quizical look.

"No, I didn't say anything. Um. . . do you perhaps think you've been spending too much time under the sun, encased in all that metal?"

He reaches out and raps his knuckles on Alton's steel-clad chest.

"Perhaps you should get a drink of water or something."

His expressions shifts to one of vague concern.

"You should look after your health, you know. You were looking great out there, but a rest every so often wouldn't hurt."

[Bluff +11]
 

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"Thank you Mero, I'll take good care of it." Bubbles sets down the bundles containing Jerran and Ringly's gear and accepts the beautifully worked dark crimson leather scabbard. She slides the shortsword gently from it sheath and gazes at the blade. The blade itself was slim just above the hilt and widened slightly before narrowing again to its tip. Its shape reminded Bubbles of a flower petal and Veryl had even etched a beautiful thorned rose onto the blade itself. "It's amazing." She said to no one inparticular.

"Yes it is." Mero says. "Veryl's best work yet."

Bubbles pulls her eyes away from the work of deadly art in her hand.

"I'll take good care of it." Testing the balance in her hand Bubbles slashes it a couple of times through the air to get its feel. It was perfectly balanced, an extension of her arm as she danced with it.

Mero smiled at her and watches her technique.

'I can see why she has the young men wrapped around her finger. If I was their age I'd...'

Bubbles resheaths the blade and curtsies to the Sherrif.

"Thanks again Mero. I had better run the others are probably starting to show up at the brewery. I don't want to be to late."

Mero waves her away. "Go child, and be careful."

Bubbles snatches up the bundles for Ringly and Jerran spins towards the door her skirts twirling around her in a flurish. Turning her head back over left shoulder she waves with her unencumbered hand.

"Bye Mero, thanks again."

She puts the bundles in the back of the wagon and with a flick of the reigns she is on her way back to the Brewery.
 

hafrogman said:
Jerran gives Alton a quizical look.

"No, I didn't say anything. Um. . . do you perhaps think you've been spending too much time under the sun, encased in all that metal?"

He reaches out and raps his knuckles on Alton's steel-clad chest.

"Perhaps you should get a drink of water or something."

His expressions shifts to one of vague concern.

"You should look after your health, you know. You were looking great out there, but a rest every so often wouldn't hurt."

[Bluff +11]
"Thanks for your concern, Jerran." Alton frowns and pauses for a second. "I feel fine - although I guess a drink of water wouldn't go amiss. But I would swear to it that I heard you speaking a moment ago. Still, you were all the way over here, so how could you?" Here the frown deepens and Alton looks Jerran in the eyes for a moment. Then he nods and says, "Ah well, perhaps it was a touch of the sun."

Alton moves to a water stoop and dips the ladle in to take a refreshing draught of the cold, clear water. Proffering the ladle to Jerran he says, "So, how was your afternoon? Productive, by the looks of it - your armour is positively shining. Oh wait, you missed a bit ... no, just joking!"
 

The wagon ride back to the brewery gave Bubbles time to reflect on what happened the past couple of days. She couldn't put her finger on it, but something was different. Amblestock's little corner of the world seemed smaller somehow. Before yesterday she had always been more concerned with what she was going to wear or what boys she was going to dance with at festival. Those things just seemed so trivial at the moment. As one of the eldest, she was responsible for her friends safety, but it was hard to keep them safe when she wasn't quite sure what they were up against. One thing was for sure, she wasn't going to sit back and put any of the others in danger. She was the strongest and whatever creatures lurked out there were going to have to go through her to get to her friends.

Bubbles turned the wagon onto the path leading up to her home. The Brewery was a buzz with activity, as was usual for this time of year and off in the distance she spotted Jerran and Alton in conversation.

'Good, we need them to work together.'

She pulls the wagon up to the two young men and jumps into the back retrieving Jerran's bundle.

"Jerran," she calls to the handsome young halfling. "Mero asked me to give this to you." She hands the bundle over to him. "And Alton, can you give this one to Ringly when he arrives? I need to un-hitch the ponies and go change." She hands the other bundle to Alton and leads the pony drawn wagon over to the barn, where she un hitches them and hands there reigns over to her eldest brother Almose. "Could you take care of the rub down Al. I need to get changed for some training?"

Almose doesn't even look up from his work on one of the casks. "Sure Bubbles...but you owe me one."

"Thanks Al." Bubbles sprints off towards the house, her skirts fluttering out behind her. She gives a little wave and smile to Alton and Jerran as she passes.
 

Thanks Merro! this stuff is great. Do new boots come with this?
Eddie also changes into his new armor, and heads out to the Greenbottle brewry. On the way he tries to take a shot at a roosting crow *Thwack* oww. Okay Im going to need some more practice with this bow, oooh maybe I can get Kiylea to help me... his mind wandering with that pleasant image, He reaches the Brewery, Hey Guys, say thats nice armor Alton. Eddie is practically strutting in his new dappled grey studded armor. Looking around he sees only the guys. Think we'll get a chance to kill anything, you know that deserves it? I am not thinking about Him. This is my turn.
 
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"Hi, Bubbles. Oh, yes, I'll give this to Ringly." Alton watches, and waves, as Bubbles moves around decisively, organising and arranging. "She really knows what she wants - and gets it." He sighs, a bit too deeply, and hopes fervently that Jerran hasn't heard him. "Not much hope of that," he thinks ruefully.

Then Eddie arrives and Alton seizes on the opportunity to deflect Jerran's attention. "Hi, Eddie! Wow - great armour. That's one of the scout suits - Mero never lets anybody mess with those unless they really know what they're doing! Not that I'm surprised - you're quieter than a mouse when you want to be."

Then he turns to Jerran. "So, Jerran, what has our Constable prepared for you?"
 

Kiylea regards the longbow with excitement, the chainshirt with interest, and the longsword with awe. She holds this last in her hands like a piece of Elven pottery. "Stars in the morning! Alton has one of these, doesn't he? Pa 'n Ma never let me near one - they say if an animal goes down fighting it's Pa's job to finish it off, not mine. But... I guess things are different now." She feels a bit breathless, suddenly realizing how true that is. Then her focus comes back; in a moment she's taken off the old armor and folded it neatly, putting her shortbow on top. "I'll leave these here until I bring the other things back. Now, lessee, how do I get this on?"

With a little help Kiylea finds her way into the chain shirt and straps the buckler to her left arm. Then she hangs her various weapons in their places, and suddenly the young woman has become a very capable-looking warrior. She does note with some annoyance how the shirt hampers her movement. Ah well, it's sure to keep out boars better than my jerkin. "Thank you, Mero! I'll take good care of them!" She gives him a lovely smile, one that somehow soothes rather than (as Bubble's does) excites. Inherited from her mother, most folk say. Then she's gone as quickly and softly as a breeze through a willow tree.

Upon arriving at the Greenbottle residence she's somewhat out of breath again, this time from moving at accustomed speed with unaccustomed weight. "Hullo Alton! Hullo Jerran! Hi Eddie!" she calls. "Oh, wow, I love that armor - wish there'd been some to fit me." She admires Eddie's new outfit for a minute before showing off her own treasures. "Mero lent me this, and this, and this, and especially this," pointing to her buckler, armor, longsword, taking out the longbow with a loving flourish. "Just like Coyo's, he said!" She grins and then puts it back. "I'm definitely going to need practice with the sword. Can't be much like swinging a walking stick."
 

Bubbles returns fifteen minutes later dressed as she was the night before: Chain shirt, dark brown leather breaches and calf high light brown leather boots. Her hair is still braiding into two long strands that she has tied up to keep them out of the way. Two dagger hilts protrude from the tops of her boots and her old short sword is sheathed and slung from her right hip. Her new short sword and its dark crimson red leather sheath are on her left. She approaches her group of friends that stand admiring each others new armor and equipment.

"Wow Eddie, you look great." For some reason the grey leather armor just seemed to fit the young halfling. "And Kiylea, you look amazing!" She did too. "Let me know if you need any pointers getting into and out of that chain. The first few times can be tricky and more than a little painful." Bubbles refrains from showing off her sword.

'No need to steal their thunder...they deserve to feel good about themselves.'

"Finn should be along soon to help out. Hopefully everyone can get here soon." She looks around the group and notices Jerran has yet to open his bundle. "So Jerran what did Mero give you?"
 

"Yes, Jerran! Did they find anything for you? And did you get anything, Bubbles?" Kiylea casts a sharp eye over her companion's outfit, finally noticing the sword with its red sheath. "That's new, right?" she asks, pointing.
 

Jerran watches the young blonde halfling flounce off, holding the package forgotten in his hands. He's still daydreaming when she returns and the others begin pestering him about his new gear. He slowly unwraps the bundle, and produces a fine steel mesh shirt. He looks wryly at Alton.

"Guess you won't be the only one prancing around in metal. Ah well. . . some things are more important than comfort."

He removes his newly polished leather armor and begins fiddling around with the chain. He eventually gives Bubbles a rather lascivious grin.

"You wanna give me some pointers too, Bubbles?"

[ooc - well of course, I never would have read the spoilers without being told I could, but everyone assumed that I would know what was in my bundle.]
 

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