The Psionicle, Part XI

[Zhure]

Osius

Hmm, Osius thinks, I do need some cold weather gear... something psionic or magical would be best.

Osius - completely lost in a city this size, will try to find someone catering magical gear.

 

[Dalamar]

"Forty gold? We could hire somebody to massage us to keep us warm with that much!"
When Ruth comes asking for his help, Syld is happy to leave. He is much more interested in anything psionic than buying clothes.
He'll first take a look at the sword with detect psionics and then proceed to identify it.

 

[Jarval]

Raising an eyebrow at Syld's outburst, Jansson waits for his friend to leave with Ruth before turning back to the elven shop-keeper.

"I apologise for my friend's comments. I think he doesn't have an eye for furs." Walking to the back of the shop, Jansson pulls out a selection of clothes he judges would best fit his friends.

"Forty gold is indeed a good price for these garments. Tell me, is there much call for cold-weather gear such as this? I'm quite surprised to have found stock of this quality at this time of year."


(Trying to Gather Information about any other customers this elf might have had.)

 

[GnomeWorks]

Ruth

It takes you only a minute or so to spot Jansson and Syld, speaking with an elven merchant in what looks like a clothing shop on the edge of the market.

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Jansson, Syld

The elf doesn't comment at Syld's outburst, though he looks slightly amused as the blue leaves.

"Don't worry about it." He says off-handedly as Jansson apologizes, then thinks on his questions a moment. "No, there isn't much need for it - the weather this time of year is cold, but not cold enough to warrant such gear. On occassion, some adventurer or other comes in looking for some, going on some trek across the Floodplains or to the Lost Isle looking for gods only know what. As for keeping stock... I like to keep prepared for any opportunity." He flashes a smile. "Luckily enough for you."

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Ruth, Syld

You return to the githyanki vendor quickly enough.

Syld -

Spoiler

The sword glows slightly as you approach. Manifesting identify, you find that it is a +2 Greatsword [Psionic].

 

[Zhure]

Osius

It's obvious from Osius's lack of tact he's not familiar with large cities. After going a few minutes without any luck, he'll start asking passers-by...

"Can you direct me to a place that might sell psionically active equipment?"

 

[Dalamar]

"Hmm... It has a good psionic enchantment on it. Should make it easier for you to hit your target where it really hurts."
Syld nods approvingly at the blade.

 

[GnomeWorks]

Osius

The first person you ask, a halfling, shrugs. "What are you looking for? It's not like there's just general shops like that. Some of the vendors have psionic things - just ask, and if they have any, they'll bring them out for you."

 

[The Forsaken One]

Thanks Syld, but it just doesn't seem to powerfull to me. I think I'll just hang on to Nestiphae for the moment. And thank you for your time.

Ruth nods to the vendor and moves on to find Jansson.

 

[Dalamar]

"And it's a bit big for me."
Syld will start browsing around the market, looking to see if there are any drilbus or dorjes, or other more powerful psionic items around.

 

[Jarval]

The elf doesn't comment at Syld's outburst, though he looks slightly amused as the blue leaves.

"Don't worry about it." He says off-handedly as Jansson apologizes, then thinks on his questions a moment. "No, there isn't much need for it - the weather this time of year is cold, but not cold enough to warrant such gear. On occassion, some adventurer or other comes in looking for some, going on some trek across the Floodplains or to the Lost Isle looking for gods only know what. As for keeping stock... I like to keep prepared for any opportunity." He flashes a smile. "Luckily enough for you."

"Yes, quite a bit of luck. Thank you." Jansson pays the merchant, and staggers out of the shop, laden down by the sack full of clothes.

Stepping back out into the busy marketplace, he looks around for his friends, quickly finding Ruth.

"Ah, I'm very glad to see you." He says with a grin up at the tall human. "Any chance of a hand with this little lot?"