The Old School: AD&D 1e

[InVinoVeritas]

The armor fits well, and offers protection as splint armor should. Nothing bad happens. Turthain now has a suit of blue splint armor.

GM: Sorry to see you go, Herobizkit! I'm a little slow this week as I'm out of town so I don't have access to my 1e books. However, I'm still pushing ahead!

 

[Rhun]

"Well, if nothing else, at least I'll be recognizable at a distance," jests Turthain, modeling the blue armor.

 

[Thondor]

"It certainly looks fine on you. Better then it would on myself. I was thinking I might purchase some plate-mail armor if a worthy artisan could be found."

Amirad takes a few steps over to the two chests they recovered, and rests a hand on one of them. "Well it is high time someone opened these."
he glances at his companions, "I admit I actually briefly though some fell beast might climb out of them as we slept." He turns back to the first chest and slowly lifts up the lid wtih both hands.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

"If you ever have that fear again, can you let us know so we can sleep outside of the room with the possibly-fellbeast-trapped chest?"

 

[Scott DeWar]

Austin gives his cousin a smirk in a sidelong glace.

 

[Rhun]

Turthain smiles at the banter between his companions.

 

[ghostcat]

Lidia keeps quiet and waits for someone to open the boxes.

 

[InVinoVeritas]

Austin opens the first box to find...

1500 silver pieces.

 

[Rhun]

Turthain smiles. "Well, I'd say the coin was worth a bit of risk!"

 

[Scott DeWar]

Austin sighs with relief when nothing malevolent happens.