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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ferrix" data-source="post: 2218726" data-attributes="member: 6115">The ArmoryFor those who arrive at the armory, Mero has already been quite busy inspecting and going through the meager supplies Amblestock has to provide its soldiers. Not a particularly busy time for new recruits, there is little in the way of surplus equipment; although Mero seems to have some things in mind that he has laid out in bundles.Alton: [sblock]As you enter the armory, Mero gives you a broad smile, "well, glad you could make it my boy. I think I may indeed have a piece of equipment that may fit your large frame, think it used to belong to a gnome really, but I can't remember exactly." He unfurls the bundle of cloth lying atop a set of boxes revealing a suit of armor, strips of metal overlay each other upon a backing of leather and reinforced with sections of chain. It's a simple design really, although more effective than the scale mail which you wear. "Veryl patched it up a while ago, although none of the recruits would fit it properly, with a bit of adjusting, these straps here," he tugs on a leather strap, "do that, should fit you just fine.  Banded mail she called it, too bulky anyways for my taste, but you may like it."[ooc]Gain a suit of banded mail.[/ooc][/sblock]Eddie: [sblock]Upon entering the armory, you find Mero sorting through a pile of unstrung shortbows talking to himself, "bah... they'll figure it out..." he stands up, leaving the pile of shortbows to its mess and turns to go about some other business when he notices you. "Ah! Eddie Mossback, quiet on your feet you are. Where's your armor my boy? Ah, well it doesn't matter, don't need to hear the story. Let me see," he steps over to the counter and picks up a bundle, "try this one, one of the best suits we have for our best scouts, moves without a creak." He tosses the bundle to you, which you catch, the cloth drops open, and you notice its a supple leather dyed a mottled series of greys, with small black iron studdings along various areas for additional protection. "You may also want to grab one of these, that sling isn't going to do you much good at real range."  He gestures towards the mess of shortbows.[ooc]Gain a shortbow, quiver w/20 arrows & a masterwork suit of studded leather[/ooc][/sblock]Kiylea: [sblock]As the door to the armory swings open, Mero looks up at you from a stool, in his lap rests a longsword which he is sharpening. "Kiylea, glad to see you.  I've a few things that may be of some use to you," he finishes one last pass with the whetstone and slips the longsword into a sheath. He sets it down upon the counter next to a pair of bundles, one slightly more bulky, the other nearly as tall as him. He unfurls the tall one and you smile, a finely polished longbow like the one Coyo carries and a leather quiver of full of arrows. "Seems more appropriate for you," he then unfolds the cloth from the bulky bundle, a buckler of steel rests atop a shirt of steel chain.  "The shirt should fit a woman of your physique, and it's been a while since we've had one around in the militia, it'd just be gathering dust. And the buckler, well, it's a good idea in any case."  He picks up the longsword he was sharpening and hands it to her, "might be a good idea if you had something a bit more trusty should anything get in too close again."  He smiles, "your mother would worry herself to death if something like this happened again."[ooc]Gain a chain shirt, a longsword, a buckler, quiver w/20 arrows, & a composite (+1 str) longbow[/ooc][/sblock]Bubbles: [sblock]As you enter the armory, Mero is oiling a chainshirt with a cloth, looking up, he sets it aside and smiles.  "Quite the mess you get those boys into," he chuckles and then walks over to the counter, "least Finn never did convince you to join the militia, you cause enough boys to stumble over each other that we don't need that." This last bit is said with a playful sincerity, you are pretty certain that if you had joined the militia it would probably be true, although you know quite well that even Mero might stumble. He turns back towards you, "seems like the rest of your group aren't going to be able to make it down here before the training, if you could bring some things up to them for me, it'd be appreciated."  He folds the chainshirt, then places it in cloth, tying it to make a relatively neat bundle.  "This one, is for Jerran," he stacks an oddly shaped bundle atop it, "and this, for Ringly, you may want to show him how to use it."  As you collect the two packages, he smiles, "almost forgot, this one, is for you," he reaches behind the counter and draws out a shortsword in a dark crimson leather scabbard.  "One of the best blades Veryl's ever made.  Keep good care of it."[ooc]Gain: masterwork shortsword. Jerran's Bundle: masterwork chainshirt. Ringly's bundle: Light crossbow, 10 bolts, & a dagger.[/ooc][/sblock]Ringly: [sblock]You peruse Wellsly's library, eventually picking out a pair of books you think should relate to demonology. A two volume set entitled "The Princes of the Dark: Devils and the Lower Planes," the first volume is a summary of the various sorts of devils most commonly referred to in the arcane literature, as well as more detailed account of some of the lesser varieties and fiendish creatures, the second volume talks more about the nature of the lower planes, some of the theoretical effects that their environments have upon arcane magic, and so on. The two books together would probably take you a week to properly read, although with the margin notes of Wellsly, you can get at least some basics without too much effort.As you examine the first volume in more detail, the door to Wellsly's private study creaks open and he emerges with a small satchel in his hands, "ah! You are still here, excellent.  I've got a thing or two for you I think," you sigh internally, "let's see here..."  As he approaches he pauses for a moment, adjusts his spectacles, and says "ah yes! Good choice my boy, Princes of the Dark, do read the margin notes, they'll speed things along quite a bit for you. Oh, yes, almost forgot."  He hands you the satchel, "these may help you a bit, the first is a scroll I had lying around, you should be able to get your head around it pretty easily. The other bit, well, it's been a while since I've had use for it, don't break it though, they are fragile."  You peer into the satchel and can make out a wooden scrolltube and a thin wand of a greyish wood.  "The scroll creates a cloud of glittering motes, can blind and disorient creatures, be careful not to drop it on your friends. The wand there creates a slick patch on almost any surface, gives a running creature quite the start when they go flying on to their rump, indeed!"  He is definately quite content with himself, "oh, aren't you going to the training, you might miss it."[ooc]Gain: Scroll of Glitterdust (CL 3), Wand of Grease (10 chg., CL 1)[/ooc][/sblock][ooc]Whoever decides to arrive at the training, you can roleplay your arrivals at the Greenbottle Brewery.[/ooc]</blockquote>

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