renau1g's Red Hand of Doom
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EvolutionKB
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The shifter nods and bares his teeth in what passes for a smile. "Weapons of steel only interest me for the gold they fetch. Virashil and I will see what they have that passes for magic here. We shall meet you at the smithy if you wish."
renau1g
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You approach the crossing and step gingerly onto the ferry, which is pulled by a pair of draft horses at a leisurely pace.The operator, a portly man by the name of Drathgar says the crossing's free, the sergeant told him about you helping the town out. It takes you approximately 6 minutes to cross the river. Once you arrive, the group splits into two disparate parts.
[sblock=Going to see the Wizard]
After asking a passing local, he directs you to the sages home, which is a beautiful home overlooking the river. After knocking on the door, a wizened halfling opens the door, looking at you through a pair of spectacles, his grey-white hair is disheveled and his fingers are covered in ink stains. "'ello, what can ol' Sertieren do fer ya this afternoon?" the halfling asks.
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[sblock=Going to see the Smith]
You travel to the rather quaint blacksmith shop, at least it appears from the outside, but as you enter you realize that it is surprisingly well stocked for a town of this size. A tiny bell rings as you open the door and from out of the back room a dwarf enters. He's wearing a leather apron and gloves. The dwarf's hair is a fiery red and he looks to have seen battle, judging by the scars on his arms and face.
"Do you need some blades or armor? Name's Morlin" the dwarf asks
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[sblock=Going to see the Wizard]
After asking a passing local, he directs you to the sages home, which is a beautiful home overlooking the river. After knocking on the door, a wizened halfling opens the door, looking at you through a pair of spectacles, his grey-white hair is disheveled and his fingers are covered in ink stains. "'ello, what can ol' Sertieren do fer ya this afternoon?" the halfling asks.
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[sblock=Going to see the Smith]
You travel to the rather quaint blacksmith shop, at least it appears from the outside, but as you enter you realize that it is surprisingly well stocked for a town of this size. A tiny bell rings as you open the door and from out of the back room a dwarf enters. He's wearing a leather apron and gloves. The dwarf's hair is a fiery red and he looks to have seen battle, judging by the scars on his arms and face.
"Do you need some blades or armor? Name's Morlin" the dwarf asks
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Rhun
First Post
Zazz offers Morlin a bow of greeting. "Well met, Master dwarf. I am certainly interested in perusing your goods, but only those of the highest quality. Additionally, we have a pair of swords and a suit of banded armor that bear some enchantment upon them; If you could take a look at them, and perhaps tell us of their value, and if you are interested in purchasing such goods, we would be most grateful."
s@squ@tch
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Virashil
The elven woman's eyes and smile betray her thoughts -- she is a sucker for anything magical and considers shops that carry such goods as a child would to a candy vendor.
"We are interested in perusing your wares -- those that bear enchantments would be of the most interest, good sir."
She smiles warmly at the small wizard.
The elven woman's eyes and smile betray her thoughts -- she is a sucker for anything magical and considers shops that carry such goods as a child would to a candy vendor.
"We are interested in perusing your wares -- those that bear enchantments would be of the most interest, good sir."
She smiles warmly at the small wizard.
Graf
Explorer
Brodi, riding along behind Virashil, pops up when he sees the halfling at the door.
Quite ignoring Virashil's attempts at basic civility he greets the old town halfling in the casual argot of the plains, Oy Uncle! Have ya any sweet buns, or smoke?
Brodi, unaccustomed to standing on his own two feet, wobbles slightly as he slides off Short-toe. Regaining his footing, he digs out a package of dried sweetmeet from the Ranar Valley and a packet of jasmis flower tea and marches, absurdly bowlegged, up to the door.
He proffers the package to the older halfling. Eat 'em together 'n your tongue'll tingle.
He stands in front of the door plainly expecting his gift to be accepting and to be allowed in to rummage through the larder in return.
Quite ignoring Virashil's attempts at basic civility he greets the old town halfling in the casual argot of the plains, Oy Uncle! Have ya any sweet buns, or smoke?
Brodi, unaccustomed to standing on his own two feet, wobbles slightly as he slides off Short-toe. Regaining his footing, he digs out a package of dried sweetmeet from the Ranar Valley and a packet of jasmis flower tea and marches, absurdly bowlegged, up to the door.
He proffers the package to the older halfling. Eat 'em together 'n your tongue'll tingle.
He stands in front of the door plainly expecting his gift to be accepting and to be allowed in to rummage through the larder in return.
EvolutionKB
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Hurrow nods his head, his dark hair bobbing up and down. What could be mistaken for streaks of silver in his mane are actually braids of hair wrapped in silver mistletoe. "Spells of divine origin are of particular interest to me," he says softly in his husky voice.
renau1g
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[sblock=Wizard Group]
Sertieren smiles widely at the gift from Brodi, laughing a bit at the others difficulty walking when not in the saddle.
"Well met good travellers, so you are looking for items that'll give you an edge? Well you've come to the right place. I've got a nasty habit of making things I have no need for, back when I was you're age I'd travel about and get in all sorts o' trouble, but now these knees just aren't what they usedta be. Anyways, I ramble on.... come in and have a seat. I'll go get my stuff" the halfling says excitedly, almost running (as quickly as an elderly halfling can move) up the stairs.
He comes back with a small chest that he opens and explains what each item is:
Scrolls:
Dispel Magic(x2), Fireball, Haste, Invisibility, Mage Armour, Web, Bless, Cure Moderate Wounds, Cure Serious Wounds, Lessor Restoration, and Resist Energy
Potions:
Cat's Grace, Invisibility, & Grease
Misc:
Bracers of Armor +1
Ring of Protection +2
He also tells you if you don't see what you like here, he can scribe a scroll for you (of level 3 or lower, both Divine & Arcane) or Wondrous items of CL 5th or lower.
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[sblock=Zazz]
The dwarf grins widely as he examines the magical wares, "Aye, these indeed are magical. For a fee I'll tell you what they can do." Morlin says.
Assuming you agree to a 100gp/item fee, he tells you that the shortswords are each +1 & so is the banded mail.
"If you're looking to have someone take them off your hands, I might have a buyer interested. I'll give you 2,500 gp for the lot, less my fee, so 2,200 altogether." the dwarf offers.
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Sertieren smiles widely at the gift from Brodi, laughing a bit at the others difficulty walking when not in the saddle.
"Well met good travellers, so you are looking for items that'll give you an edge? Well you've come to the right place. I've got a nasty habit of making things I have no need for, back when I was you're age I'd travel about and get in all sorts o' trouble, but now these knees just aren't what they usedta be. Anyways, I ramble on.... come in and have a seat. I'll go get my stuff" the halfling says excitedly, almost running (as quickly as an elderly halfling can move) up the stairs.
He comes back with a small chest that he opens and explains what each item is:
Scrolls:
Dispel Magic(x2), Fireball, Haste, Invisibility, Mage Armour, Web, Bless, Cure Moderate Wounds, Cure Serious Wounds, Lessor Restoration, and Resist Energy
Potions:
Cat's Grace, Invisibility, & Grease
Misc:
Bracers of Armor +1
Ring of Protection +2
He also tells you if you don't see what you like here, he can scribe a scroll for you (of level 3 or lower, both Divine & Arcane) or Wondrous items of CL 5th or lower.
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[sblock=Zazz]
The dwarf grins widely as he examines the magical wares, "Aye, these indeed are magical. For a fee I'll tell you what they can do." Morlin says.
Assuming you agree to a 100gp/item fee, he tells you that the shortswords are each +1 & so is the banded mail.
"If you're looking to have someone take them off your hands, I might have a buyer interested. I'll give you 2,500 gp for the lot, less my fee, so 2,200 altogether." the dwarf offers.
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s@squ@tch
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Virashil
Small flecks of silver on the elf's skin shimmer as she pours over the magical writings. She picks one out after a bit and says,"I must have this one! How much would you like for it?"
A wide smile appears on her face.
[sblock=OOC] Will purchase the scroll of Haste
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Small flecks of silver on the elf's skin shimmer as she pours over the magical writings. She picks one out after a bit and says,"I must have this one! How much would you like for it?"
A wide smile appears on her face.
[sblock=OOC] Will purchase the scroll of Haste
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