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The Ancient Paths - Path I

Grogor said:
"Ye can put tha purtty new axe o' yours to good use, fer one. See ya don' go puttin' no fears into me boys wit' tha information. I don' know why them bloody Thayans can' keep their bloody affairs to themselves. Keep it on their side o' the world."
"I hears ya, Capn," replies Dowkan. "I'll not be tellin' the boys about nuttin I saw."
 

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Nae'talis stared at the halfing blandly while he went on with his spiel about gems. The Thayan did not suffer fools glady, and usually it was fools that had more to say than to keep to themselves. Despite his initial reaction to this 'Wizzop' though, Nae'talis did appreciate the beauty of gems as well as their exceptional channeling properties and potential, so he decided not to ignore the small jeweler.

"I have devoted my life to the pursuit of knowledge, halfing. It is no secret that there is nothing that I'd rather spend my time doing; though your mention of gems does intrigue me. I appreciate them as well," he responds, watching the jeweler to if he would reveal exactly what he was getting at.
 

~ Dowkan ~

"See tha ya don'!" he reiterates for no better reason than to raise his voice. "Where'd ye get tha axe anyways? Tha ain't a work o' Sunder."

~ Nae'talis ~

The halfling politely adds "Wizzop" over top of Nae'talis when the wizard seems to forget to.
"The pursuit of knowledge, huh? That must be...interesting." Wizzop giggles to himself. "Well, like I said, that's why I like humans best. Always willing to try new things, humans. I had an apprentice once. A boy half your size and probably no more than half your age. Humans seem to learn more when they're younger. How old are you? You must be young, to devote your entire life to learning. Better than most. I can't abide the young going out on 'adventures.' Time better spent learning. I spent most of my time learning about gems, of course. Anything you want to learn about gems? I could talk about jewels and the like for hours. Between meals. During meals. Wouldn't it be great if gems were edible? I heard there are some creatures that do eat gems. Isn't that amazing!?!"
Wizzop pulls a sapphire the size of a small bird's egg out of his pocket and puts it in his mouth. He spits it back out dramatically, laughing all the while.
"Tastes like lint!" he beams at the morose wizard.
 


"I am but twenty," Nae'talis answers, simply. Wizzop appeared to be as longwinded as a gnome, something the young Thayan never had much patience for. "Unfortunately for you, I'm sure, I am not poised at the moment to have an indepth discussion about the minerals, unless you have some piece of magical wisdom to impart, pertaining to them. Otherwise, the only reason I could think of to need your services would be to sell some gems that we've come across to you."
 

~ Dowkan ~

Grogor grunts and marches on without pestering Dowkan any further.

~ Nae'talis ~

Wizzop doesn't miss a beat, oblivious to Nae'talis' cynicism.
"Oh, well, that's what I do. I'm in the business of buying and selling precious gems and stones. Most of my wares are at Syrriel's shop. The Surreal Harpist she named it. Sounds like her name, don't you think? She plays the harp too!" Cheeriness radiates off of the little halfling. "After breakfast, you can come and look around, if you'd like. You wouldn't happen to have any of these jewels on you now, would you? Nothing better than a good breakfast and a new gem to ponder over! Except maybe a good lunch and two new gems!"
 

"I may..." Nae'talis replies, pulling out the gems that they'd acquired in the caverns from somewhere within the depths of his robe. He places them gently on the table before Wizzop, casting a discerning eye of his own on them as the halfling does as well.
 

~ Nae'talis ~

Wizzop spits a spoonful of porridge out of his mouth when he sees all of the tiny jewels Nae'talis puts on the table in front of him. The little gem merchant obviously wasn't expecting so many from the tall scholar.
"Oh, this is. This is..." He grabs up the diamond, pushes himself away from the table, and begins walking out of the inn.
 

Sitting at the table was reminiscent of the start of this venture. This time of course the elf could eat at full speed and actually enjoy his food.

As Hrolf approached he did his best to act polite. Hrolf was a Tyrran and his best chance at freeing himself from their pursuit was to make him happy. Hildor wouldn't speak for his vow, so he instead looked up and raised a glass to the cleric, motioning him to join the meal.

The rogue was starting to regret not telling anyone of his decision to remain silent before he had gone about it. It might be good, he thought, to amend this resolution to allow me to inform others of it.

But that would require some consideration. The words would need to be chosen carefully so as not to offend anyone. He decided to take a couple of hours after breakfast to contemplate the matter.
 

Ordering some bread, butter and milk, Hrolf takes a seat at Hildor’s table. ”So can you tell me something about your employer, it seems you where put you through more trouble than you initially thought you would had to deal with.” all the while trying to not to show any hostility on his face or in his voice.
 
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