Iron Heroes: A Saga of Might

Xoria looks around. Other than Punketah, to whom she has already made her farewell, no one is paying them any mind. She follows after Vela.
 

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Cahli is a small town, but its importance in trade between the east and Zor means that there are no shortage of traders in all kinds of goods. You are able to find someone willing to buy the pearls for 500gp* each and, as evening begins to approach you find the Ferryman Inn; eerily quiet since most of the casual patrons are leaving to get home before dark. Passing them the other way, some give suspicious looks, others something like pity. You note that the colourful garb of the harbourmaster is evidently a Cahli fashion, although of all the people seen so far he seems to have taken it the furthest.

*I picture a real mish-mash of coinage minted all over the place in many petty kingdoms; merchants tend to sell by weight of the coins rather than specific values, but for ease of use I'll stick to standard gold piece values.
 

Xoria makes a note to herself to buy some new clothing tomorrow, as she is still wearing the tunic and breeches she took from the clerk in their escape. That reminds her that she needs to develop an identity for herself.

"Please refer to me as Aalia when we are with other people," she tells her comrades, taking the name from an elderly servant of her family. It strikes her that the real Aalia almost certainly died months ago, and that her body would have been burned or discarded without ceremony by Corran's forces. The thought makes her angry.
 

Vela nods at Xoria...one name was as good as another, and the sorceress had made it clear that she had something to fear in these lands. She pushes the inn's door open and makes a beeline for the counter, locking eyes with the man behind it.

"I need a place to sleep tonight," she informed him without preamble. "I will pay you for this."
 

Olmar
Defense 14 (FF14), HP 48/48, F +6,R+5,W+5; Ini +2 ; Fury Pool 0/13; DR 1d4


Olmar watches the civilized man's reaction to Vela's request.

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Reserve Points: 48 / 48

Pick (gripped with both hand and Power attack 1):
1d20+5 - 1d6+6 - 20/x4

In berserker rage:
1d20+6 - 1d6+8 - 20/x4
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"That's... the usual way of things, yes, Miss," says the innkeeper, sizing up these ragged travellers. "You have gold, I trust? One coin for the night if you're wanting food and a bed. Looks like the evenings coming in as well, so you won't want to be going outside again, unless you're feeling brave or suicidal."
 

Olmar
Defense 14 (FF14), HP 48/48, F +6,R+5,W+5; Ini +2 ; Fury Pool 0/13; DR 1d4


"We all need rooms and we are all brave, keeper of this house!" Olmar says, moving forward.

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Reserve Points: 48 / 48

Pick (gripped with both hand and Power attack 1):
1d20+5 - 1d6+6 - 20/x4

In berserker rage:
1d20+6 - 1d6+8 - 20/x4
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Xoria nods to the innkeeper. "We have gold," she assures him, drawing out a coin from her pocket and placing it on the counter. "We'll need food and drink as well. Your finest," she adds, smiling at her friends. "We have been at sea for some time."
 

"Far too long," Vela says fervently, placing her coin on the counter. "If anyone had told me a year ago that there was so much water in the world that you could go out on it so far that land vanished, I'd have laughed and called them a liar."

She shakes her head. "A sea of poison water bigger than all the deserts put together. How will I make them believe...?"
 

The innkeeper regards the group silently for a moment.

"...right," he says. "Well, you're just in time. Food and rooms we can do. I guess if you've come in by ship you'll have met Kurik, the Harbourmaster? He'll have told you all about the Night Things, I'm guessing?"

Three women, two younger, one older, bring out food, close and bolt the doors and window shutters, and stoke up the fire. A younger man brings in more wood and piles it next to the fire.

The innkeeper lights a long-stemmed pipe and sits near ther group.

"So, you say you're brave? Maybe you're the kind of people Cahli needs, I'm thinking."
 

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