The Wood Goblin smiles. "Well, I might be persuaded to give you the location of the Emporium, and a few tips about it, if you were to sample some of my wares." He waves the 'treat' in Weel's face. "One copper a leg. You'll be gettin' some of the best info you can get in this crazy place--an' a great snack as well. A bargain you CANNOT afford to pass up on."
The Bold Adventures of Poins--On the Town
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Ranger Rick
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Alan looks to his companions, "If any of you have a copper, I will eat it."
Bloodcookie
Explorer
Caradoc shrugs and tosses the goblin a copper. "I wouldn't feel obligated to eat the thing," he says to Alan under his breath, "I don't expect that venom would agree with your digestion."
The Goblin snickers. "Oh, don't worry--the cooking burns the poison right out, leaving nothing but pure flavor." He immediatley takes the leg he has been waving around, and with one quick gesture, shoves it up Alan's mouth. "See?"
Alan
[sblock]The leg is surprisingly good. Sort of like a bannana, only spicier.[/sblock]
"Now--the Emporium is the big building on the Southern edge of town. It has a sign with a wheel in front of it. The proprieter is Kessel Gyse. Watch him. He's from Seilen, and he'll cheat you anyway he can. If he gets out his scales, make sure they're weighted right, and if he gets out a ledger, insist on reading it yourself." He grins at the recruits. "Now--anyone else want a spider leg? A taste treat from the woods of the Pyrees that only us Wood Goblins know how to fry up right."
Alan
[sblock]The leg is surprisingly good. Sort of like a bannana, only spicier.[/sblock]
"Now--the Emporium is the big building on the Southern edge of town. It has a sign with a wheel in front of it. The proprieter is Kessel Gyse. Watch him. He's from Seilen, and he'll cheat you anyway he can. If he gets out his scales, make sure they're weighted right, and if he gets out a ledger, insist on reading it yourself." He grins at the recruits. "Now--anyone else want a spider leg? A taste treat from the woods of the Pyrees that only us Wood Goblins know how to fry up right."
Ranger Rick
First Post
Alan licks his fingers that held the leg. "Not bad, you all should try it....What?...no no more for me thanks for asking."
OOC: I will be offline till Tuesday.
OOC: I will be offline till Tuesday.
Weel pats Alan on the back with a smile.
"Good man, Alan, taking one for the team."
At the directions, Weel heads off to the South, nodding acknowledgement but politely declining the goblins offer.
"Perhaps another time. We have some other pressing business at the moment. Thanks again."
With that, he's off. The Emporium may be a good place to sell their extra loot, but in case the goblin's right about how much of a potential cheat the proprietor is, Weel keeps a look out for other shops that might be likely prospects to stop at afterward for a fair deal on the goods.
"Good man, Alan, taking one for the team."
At the directions, Weel heads off to the South, nodding acknowledgement but politely declining the goblins offer.
"Perhaps another time. We have some other pressing business at the moment. Thanks again."
With that, he's off. The Emporium may be a good place to sell their extra loot, but in case the goblin's right about how much of a potential cheat the proprietor is, Weel keeps a look out for other shops that might be likely prospects to stop at afterward for a fair deal on the goods.
As the group leaves, the ogres and Nibelungen reach the stand and begin ordering spider legs. The Wood Goblin grins and handles their business with a casual flair.
Going south, the recruits pass by numerous businesses. And every damn one of them looks like the cashbox might have four or five silver eagles in it--TOPS. It's a neighborhood of grubby stalls, and leaning, mildewed tents, where loud people eagerly shout out their wares.
Many of which are not exactly useful.
"--The ACTUAL skeleton of a Kledite Dragon!" shouts an Ulheru in front of a pile of bones. "These savage beasts stand taller than a man, but possess only the savage appetite of a beast! Astound your friends with this fascinating curio! Only 500 golden eagles!"
Eventually, they reach a small stone building that appears well-tended, and surprisingly sturdy. A sign with a wheel hangs above the door. "Merchant's Emporium Outpost: New Holyhall", read the letters above it. "Propieter--Kessel Gyse".
Going south, the recruits pass by numerous businesses. And every damn one of them looks like the cashbox might have four or five silver eagles in it--TOPS. It's a neighborhood of grubby stalls, and leaning, mildewed tents, where loud people eagerly shout out their wares.
Many of which are not exactly useful.
"--The ACTUAL skeleton of a Kledite Dragon!" shouts an Ulheru in front of a pile of bones. "These savage beasts stand taller than a man, but possess only the savage appetite of a beast! Astound your friends with this fascinating curio! Only 500 golden eagles!"
Eventually, they reach a small stone building that appears well-tended, and surprisingly sturdy. A sign with a wheel hangs above the door. "Merchant's Emporium Outpost: New Holyhall", read the letters above it. "Propieter--Kessel Gyse".
Bloodcookie
Explorer
Caradoc smiles and begins to shake his head no to the goblin's offer, but his curiosity gets the better of him. He gives the goblin another copper, and munches the leg as he follows the rest of the group to the emporium.
I signed on to this fiasco looking for some new experiences, and I'll be damned if I'm going to pass any up. And besides, it's good for the economy.
I signed on to this fiasco looking for some new experiences, and I'll be damned if I'm going to pass any up. And besides, it's good for the economy.
"Good to see the army has such ... variety in the wares available," Weel says as they pass the vendors. He realizes suddenly that for all the traveling he's done on roadcrews during his clerical training, he's still lead a sheltered life. The temple provided for him at every turn. These poor, untended souls, on the other hand, clearly had no such benefactor.
Of course, Weel was currently so far removed from the physical help of Thraunos' church that he was nearly in a similar boat. Thankfully, his morning prayers allowed him to still feel the power of Thraunos even if he couldn't presently take part in his church.
At the Emporium, Weel stopped.
"So then, we're looking for Granthus and a tent, yes?" he verified with his companions. Then he turned to Caradoc "Also, Caradoc, if this place looks like it might have the funds to purchase our loot, maybe you'd be willing to barter for their sale? I think we've established that I'm lousy at this sort of thing."
Of course, Weel was currently so far removed from the physical help of Thraunos' church that he was nearly in a similar boat. Thankfully, his morning prayers allowed him to still feel the power of Thraunos even if he couldn't presently take part in his church.
At the Emporium, Weel stopped.
"So then, we're looking for Granthus and a tent, yes?" he verified with his companions. Then he turned to Caradoc "Also, Caradoc, if this place looks like it might have the funds to purchase our loot, maybe you'd be willing to barter for their sale? I think we've established that I'm lousy at this sort of thing."
Bloodcookie
Explorer
"I'd be glad to. I'm sure it will pose a bit more of a challenge than haggling with the townsfolk over the price of dried beans, but I'll do my best," he says with a chuckle.
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