The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter V

[hippocrachus]

Calenthang is all together amused at the sudden good-natured chaos that has erupted. He offers Broddy his hand and tries to introduce himself in between gnome breaths. Feeling a need to join in the mirth, he throws a quip out sometime after Drogo's over-statement.
"If Rex is a wolf, I'll have a shadow on my cheeks by the day's end," he says, meaning to say it louder, but only coming out as a mumble.
Calenthang smirks when Dunstand stumbles into their presence, but remains quiet up until Ayden and Teleri are done speaking.
"Perhaps we should get back to the refreshments," he says, taking a step backwards, then turning for the stands.

 

[Verbatim]

Nodding his head in agreement to let the issue alone, as well as to get some food in their stomachs, Ayden turned back towards the food vendors and allowed Teleri and Broddy to finish catching up before joining them to eat.

 

[kirinke]

Teleri grins and sheperds her gnomish friend towards the food-tables and proceeds to eat and catch up with all of the gossip and news Broddy had, while managing to interject some gossip/news of her own.

 

[Majin]

OoC: Ok guys, while we're clearing up todays puchases I'd like to get everyone's decisions on where exactly they'll be sleeping tonight, either in Therav's tent with him, or somewhere else of your choosing. Then we can proceed.

 

[kirinke]

ooc:
Probably Therav's tent. It's free.

 

[Mimic]

ooc: Sorry for the delay in posting real life commitments have kept me away for awhile

ooc2: Sorry about that Dhes, thought you were with the rest of the party

ooc3: If able he will sleep in Therav's tent, if he can if not then its an inn.

"As Master Hornblower has said, this past week has been a whirlwind for us, and if you seek companions to share a fire with, then you are welcome to travel with us. In the morning, we are thinking of examining a marker in the woods about an hour from the fair. While we know what the inscription upon it says, we still wish to examine it and the area more. If you do wish to come with us, I would prepare spells of offense, as we have been attacked by both spiders and an owlbear in the woods."

A marker you say? Oh that does sound interesting? Does it raditate magic? What does it say? I take its not just an ordinary marker? Once during my travels I came across a marker that you could spin around in a full circle, kind of made it useless as a marker and it made me wonder why anyone would have put it there in the first place, I thought of a couple of reasons why thought. Let me tell them to you... Broddy will follow the party and continue to discuss his theory of movable markers along with anything else he thinks of.

 

[hippocrachus]

"May those that spawn below forever remain below," Calenthang says in a sepulchral voice in response to the gnome's questions.
He notices his own odd tone and flushes.
"Sorry," he adds hurriedly.

 

[kirinke]

Teleri shrugs at Calenthang's translation of the marker. "That could mean any number of things. Hellfires, it could even mean ankhegs. They spawn in underground tunnels." she added helpfully. "And they're really dangerous during their mating season."

 

[Manzanita]

Drogo

"Yes, we are paid to protect the merchant, so it is there we will rest. Despite the apparent safety of this place, I suggest we set a watch order. One of us at a time should suffice."

 

[Majin]

After all the shopping is done (still to be determined of course), the party wanders back to Therav's stall. The merchant greets them with a smile, which slightly fades when he spots Broddy. Keeping some semblance of a smile so as not to be rude Therav asks nervously, "Who would this be? A friend of the group perhaps?" he laughs lightly, keeping one eye on the gnome and the other on his fragile glass merchandise.

Therav was always nervous around gnomes. Unknown to the party he'd had plenty bad run-ins with them, especially the ones who couldn't keep their mouths shut, which to Therav seemed to be about all of them. Their abundance for speech seemed to mirror the quickness about them when they would examine the many bits of decorative glasswork he sold, going from one piece to the next, picking another up to admire it faster than they put the last piece down and letting it settle.