Men'Thar-The Lost Patriarch

[taitzu52]

OOC without the DM regulating, my elf might just get himself killed by the rest of you all

(OOC_ Nah, I'm waiting for something REALLY good!! )

 

[ferretguy]

OOC:now whatever would make you think that...after all from what Ackalon can see you may just come in handy someday...

 

[Vendetta]

As the “caravan” of new acquaintances arrives at the general store, Zar dismounts from his conjured steed. He looks to the dwarves and strikes a cocky grin. “Shall I procure you some soap for this trip? It is a substance by which you can rid yourselves of the earthy coating that you have achieved and the pungent pheromones that you exude. There are none of us here a she-dwarf.” Without waiting for an answer (or return insult, abundant as they may be), the Sea Elf turns on his heals and enters the store.

(OOC: I’ll RP more inside the store depending on what the rest of the group does. But for now, I’ll purchase 2 more waterskins (2gp) and a bottle of fine wine (10gp). )

 

[Ferrix]

As the ?caravan? of new acquaintances arrives at the general store, Zar dismounts from his conjured steed. He looks to the dwarves and strikes a cocky grin. ?Shall I procure you some soap for this trip? It is a substance by which you can rid yourselves of the earthy coating that you have achieved and the pungent pheromones that you exude. There are none of us here a she-dwarf.? Without waiting for an answer (or return insult, abundant as they may be), the Sea Elf turns on his heals and enters the store.

(OOC: I?ll RP more inside the store depending on what the rest of the group does. But for now, I?ll purchase 2 more waterskins (2gp) and a bottle of fine wine (10gp). )

Turning to his fellows, Derrik gives a broad grin as the Sea Elf goes inside the store. "What would we do without an arrogant pointy-ear to speak his mind? With a mighty chuckle, Derrik hops off of the front of the wagon and proceeds into the store.

In the store he picks up a chunk of soap and calls out the sea-elf's name; when the sea-elf turns to look it gets lobbed towards him with a hearty derision in close accord, "ya might be want'n to clean off yer own briny stink boy, me think's it's cloggin' any good sense ya may have. Or do you be thinkin' that might just add to your dainty affair?"

With a grin, Derrik gives a grin to the storekeeper and strolls back outside since he's got more than enough of what he currently could need.

 

[Vendetta]

Zar watchs Derrik as he strides outside of the shop. I think I like that Dwarf. Zar thinks to himself as he walks up to the counter carrying the extra bar of soap that Derrik threw.

"Pardon, good clerk, my Dwarven comerade. As you may know, they have no sense." Zar pays for the goods, including the soap that Derrik threw and adds an extra gold piece in as a tip before exiting the store.

((OOC: On the off chance that the clerk is a dwarf, Zar will not make the above comment, but will still leave the extra GP as a tip. That is an extra 1gp, 5sp cost. 13gp, 5sp total spent.))

 

[Ferrix]

OOC: shall i note that this is indeed fun

 

[Vendetta]

((OOC: Yes it is . I had originally thought to have Zar squirt some of the water from one of his waterskins into Derrik's face as he walked by saying something like "You need water with that soap" but then realized that was out of character and possibly a hostile act to commit against a Dwarf Not wishing to get killed yet, I wisely changed it. WOOT. Will save successful))

 

[deadestdai]

Knowing full well he would be sorely pressed to keep up with the two men, Skarsus just found the goods he needed (2 week's worth of horse feed and trail rations and 2 waterskins of water 9gp), and then declared he would head toward a nearby Inn to get a hot meal and a beer. (And, if he has time with these others squabbling, a bath.)

 

[ferretguy]

Knowing that he did have enough supplies, Ackalon goes ahead and buys a little extra food, and a lb. of spices....(figure ration don't taste good..may be able to hunt something on the trip),spending 5 gp on trail rations and 5 on spices.
"Skarsus, that inn that I mentioned may have what you be needing, may as well kill 2 goblins with one axe y'know."

 

[taitzu52]

In the store, Thromgril hears the sea-elf's banter, sniffs one of his armpits, and shrugs, determining the wizards comments to be just as inconsequential as before. He then comes sauntering out with a hunk of meat hanging out of his mouth, and a bag of what could be trail foodstuffs slung over his shoulder (OOC-5gp). After slinging it onto the bed of the wagon he overhears the conversation.

"Skarsus, that inn that I mentioned may have what you be needing, may as well kill 2 goblins with one axe y'know."

And replies, "Goblins, axes? Eh, I like the cut of your crystal, young man! Did you say something about a hot meal and beer? Lead on!! That'll put me in the mood for the next day to send goblin heads a'rollin!"
He follows the others down the causeway, tossing aside yet another turkey leg bone into the gutter.