The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter I

[Majin]

The waitress that took Caelbryn's order brings the meal and drink over to him. "Five silver and four copper sir." she says as she places the things in front of him.

Nathan turns towards Andreas, "Ah yes sir, Meals are 5 silver, and water will be a copper, or four for a mug of ale. Unless of course you had something fancier in mind." he chuckles, eyeing Andreas' dress. "Private rooms are a gold piece per night, or five silver to share one as well."

"My business?" Wizzop replies, his eyes still transfixed on the Saurial across the room. "Oh yes, my business! Well it hasn't been booming as of late. Not a single gem to cut in my store, can you believe that? Oh wealthy merchants and town residents come and go to buy, but I'm running out of jewelry to sell them. No caravans have been by trading them either lately. It's all very tragic." he takes another long drink from his mug, draining the whole thing. He then places the mug down and sighs. "If you come across any in your travels I'll glady purchase them off of you... but you said you were going on vacation or something? Are you not coming back?" he asks as he reaches for the pitcher again.

 

[hippocrachus]

"I wasn't aware of any broken trading ties, why have the caravans stopped?" he asks, very perplexed indeed. "Let's just say it will be a long vacation..."
Calenthang empties the pitcher into his own mug and orders another.

 

[Jarval]

"The standard fare will suit me fine." Andreas places a gold and a copper coin on the table. "A meal, a shared room, and some water, please." His order placed, he makes his way back to the Saurial's table.

"May I sit? A conversation to accompany my meal would be most welcome."

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Mosslime: Finhead Saurial/Male

Mosslime looks up from his meal and points at one of the other chairs at his table in welcoming motion. He then makes an opening and closing motion with the thumb and fingers from a single hand while shaking his head back in fourth in a “no”.

 

[Manzanita]

Drogo halfling druid

"Well, Chasity, it sounds like we have some things in common. What say we team up until our quests emerge. Maybe they'll turn out to be the same one! That is, unless you have bigger, more powerful companions. I'm actually pretty new at this."

"Nathan, I will have a little drink. Ale, or whatever you recommend, not too expensive, please."

"Meekus, sounds good. Now does anything know anything about that strange lizard-creature over there? He can't seem to talk, yet he seems at home in human lands."

 

[Majin]

"Oh well the caravans have not stopped coming or anything like that. They just don't have any gems for my shop when they come. There have just been shortages I suppose, or other buyers are offering more gold to entice shippers to turn to them instead. Wealthier jewelers in wealthier cities and the like." he shrugs, looking down into his cup.

"Four copper for the ale if it isn't to harsh on your purse strings, Drogo was it?" answers Nathan.

 

[hippocrachus]

"Sounds like you could use yourself a jewel thief," he says lightly, glad to steer the conversation from the rocks. "Maybe you could ask one of them..." he adds, looking to the growing numbers around the bar, smiling at the disproportionate sword strapped to a human woman's back. I'd hate to see her swing that in close quarters...
"Know any good taverns on the Dragon Coast?" his thoughts back to the imbibing halfling.

 

[Majin]

The Halflings eyes go wide upon hearing the Wood Elf's suggestion of hiring a jewel thief. As if having been guilty of such a thing in the past, Wizzop laughs nervously. "Haha, no, no I could never do such a thing. I'm sure I'll get some gems eventually, before I'm run out of business. But the Dragon Coast you say?" the Halfling continues, quickly changing the subject. "I'm not much of a traveller so no I'm afraid I don't know of any good taverns. I tend to stick right here to Nathan's." he says beaming and raising his mug to Nathan from across the room. "But is that where you are planning to travel to? If you didn't sound so keen on never returning I would ask you to bring any gems you may happen upon during your travels back to me. I'd glady purchase them from you." the Halfling croaks desperately.

 

[hippocrachus]

"Clam down, no need to fret. I don't know where I'm going yet, I'm just rambling...figuratively, I...nevermind. I assure you, Wizzop, if I come across any valuble gems, I'll go to you first." He stares into space, at a loss for conversation. "Do you have a family, Wizzop?" he asks after a pause of meditation.

 

[Jarval]

Andreas takes a seat opposite Mosslime, looking briefly puzzled by the silence, before understanding sets in.

"Ah, you're mute. No matter, you seem very capable of making yourself understood. Is this silence found in all of your species, or is it peculiar to yourself?"