[IC] The Odd Job

[jmucchiello]

Ana spends a few moments examining the inventory. Her existing outfit is rather drab and faded. But she avoids looking at any of clothes with bright colors as she would rather be the hunter than the peacock. In the end, she find a dark green outfit made of a particularly sturdy cloth and a midnight blue one of just slightly less quality. "How much are these?" She asks.

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[Azurewraith]

"5s for the pair, Could I interest you in a shrunken head, bring you good mojo or how about a chicken foot?

 

[The Grassy Gnoll]

Meanwhile, Aloysius, having seen his kill of the Orc, turns Round and stomps back to the forge.

He wants to make sure there are no further delays, and also to try and grab an hour of shut-eye.

The sooner he is away from this ghastly place, the better.

 

[Azurewraith]

Aloysius settles down in the chair the rhythmic sound of hammering of steel luls him to sleep. Unfortunately the sleep is not peaceful, he dreams of his brother performing some sort of ritual around a floating crimson stone roughly the size of a horse a diamond in shape it emits a faint red glow that disturbs the very essence of Aloysius soul. A figure appears dressed in black plate armour, in a design from times long forgotten her long white hair elegantly cascades down her back with a crown atop her head made of strange translucent black crystal set in a golden ring, in her hand is a wicked looking blade made from the same material.

Mean while back in the tavern Gheedon is growing inpatient with all the waiting "Graan fetch my underlings caravan will not load itself. Food, drink sharp
The orc dutifully obeys and sets of searching for the rest of the guards.

 

[jmucchiello]

"Oh, I'll take them both then and a sewing kit." Ana says trying to hide her surprise, "I don't need a shrunken head today." She hands the lady 7 sp hoping that will cover the sewing kit and she takes the clothes and puts them in her backpack.

The woman takes the coins and they disappear into her robes rather quickly. She fetches a sewing kit and hands it to Ana as she is finishing packing her bag. She also waves a chicken foot in front of her, "So then you do need a chicken foot today. 2 silvers cover the kit and the foot so her you go."

Reluctant to argue with the wise older woman, Ana accepts the kit and the foot and puts them into her pack. "Thank you. I..." She stops mid-sentence as she notices some small boxes on a shelf. "How much is that box?" She pulls her dinged up flute out of the pack and sizes up the box against the flute. It would fit perfectly and the box already has some cheap padding in it. The box is probably supposed to hold a wand or a map she guesses. The wood seems to be local so she hopes she can afford it.

 

[Azurewraith]

"For you nothing dear"


At this point the door opens and a Graan can be seen in the entrance he motions for Ana to follow.

 

[jonathonhawke]

Galdar looks at his drink, "Ale? Why is the rum always gone?" He eats his meal while the others are rounded up.

 

[jmucchiello]

"Thanks," she says to the woman. She puts the flute in the box and the box in the backpack. She stands and thanks the woman again as she leaves.

She leaves the store and waits for the door to close before demanding, in Orcish, "What do you want?" Graan impatiently points toward the tavern then turns and starts walking in that direction. Ana heads for the inn. She was headed that way anyway.

 

[Azurewraith]

Aloys nap is disturbed by a firm hand on his shoulder belonging to Graan. Who motions to the inn.

 

[Azurewraith]

As Ana heads towards the pub examining the chicken foot she was just given. It is well a gnarled chicken foot removed just before the feathers so is rough yellow skin with a leather loop through it so it can be worn around ones neck. Then the foot emits a blood curdling screach. Graan stops in his tracks and stares at the back of Anas head.