Special Delivery IC thread

[Velmont]

[SBLOCK=OOC]If Hashkavak want to take the lead on the negotiation, go on... or if it is Norros, he would have a 21 on his Diplomacy. He would help Hashkavak if possible, giving Hashkavak a 25. (He use his invocation every morning, as it has a duration of 24 hours) [/SBLOCK]

 

[Animus]

"And just what are you proposing?"

OOC: How much are you asking for?

 

[Velmont]

"Let's round that sum. 100 platinium. That would be fair." suggest Norros.

 

[Animus]

The gnome looks slightly taken aback by the number put forth. Yet amazingly, he says, "100 dragons each, 40 now, 60 when delivered, you have a deal. Do you accept?"

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BTW for those of you who don't know:

1 cp is a copper Crown
1 sp is a silver Sovereign
1 gp is a gold Galifar
1 pp is a platinum Dragon

Refer to money with those terms please .
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[Velmont]

That was too easy negotiation. So the danger worth 100 dragon, or even more. I'll have to watch over myself.

Not wanting to speak for all the group, Norros wait for the others to answer.

 

[sukael]

"That sounds most reasonable," says Myel quietly, not wanting to go obviously against the group opinion if the others don't agree.

"Oh!" she adds after a moment's thought. "I have not told you my name. I am Myel." She offers a clammy, oily hand towards Fimble.

 

[Animus]

"That sounds most reasonable," says Myel quietly, not wanting to go obviously against the group opinion if the others don't agree.

"Oh!" she adds after a moment's thought. "I have not told you my name. I am Myel." She offers a clammy, oily hand towards Fimble.

"Um, pleased to meet you too Myel," Fimble says as he extends a tentative hand to shake.

 

[sukael]

"Um, pleased to meet you too Myel," Fimble says as he extends a tentative hand to shake.

Myel shakes his hand firmly, keeping in mind that whole 'good first impressions' thing she picked up from the first few landdwellers she really dealt with.

Her grip, with the natural oil her not-quite-human skin exudes, is probably mildly discomforting.

 

[Animus]

Myel shakes his hand firmly, keeping in mind that whole 'good first impressions' thing she picked up from the first few landdwellers she really dealt with.

Her grip, with the natural oil her not-quite-human skin exudes, is probably mildly discomforting.

Fimble's face contorts slightly.

 

[Animus]

"Deal? Or do you have more questions? I believe that I have answered all that I can at this time."

He waits for response.