The Red Hand of Doom!!

[hero4hire]

The duo politely takes their leave of the party thankong them for thier help and the location of the hidden loot. The night goes back uneventfully.

You all awake well rested and refreshed. (all healed I believe?)

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OOC:

In the morning, we need to

1) visit the blacksmith (#5 on the map) to look into selling the MW longswords, Composite Longbows, Duroin's shortbow, the MW Heavy Mace, and the MW Studded Leather.
2) Take whatever the blacksmith won't buy to Jarrett's Sundries (#11 on the map) to sell whatever else -- see if they have any magical scrolls for sale.
3) Visit the Shrine of Pelor to see if they will trade the location of the equipment at the abandoned farmhouse for possible identification of the 11 magical potions
4) Visit the manorhouse of Sertierien (#7 on the map) to see if he has any magical scrolls or trinkets for sale.

DAY TWO MORNING

After a sumptious morningfeast, the heroes find themselves in the smithy of one Morin Coalhewer; a Dwarf with fiery read hair that has a skunk like white streask on one side of his beard. He looks at the weapons with some disapproving grunts.

"Gah! A travesty I tellye! No appreciation for the art...The steel is fine enough. Good and strong, but these weapons are crude to look at. Ugly! I tellya. If'n it got out I paid good gold fer Goblin steel I would be disgraced an excommunicated. No youngins I cant be offerin ye much fer these weapons. Scrap is what I'd buy 'em fer."

 

[hero4hire]

OOC: Duroin can tell with his appraise/stonecunning, that much of this smith's weaponry and armor for sale is AT LEAST masterwork. He has a feeling that some of it may actually be enchanted.

 

[Rhun]

"Gah! A travesty I tellye! No appreciation for the art...The steel is fine enough. Good and strong, but these weapons are crude to look at. Ugly! I tellya. If'n it got out I paid good gold fer Goblin steel I would be disgraced an excommunicated. No youngins I cant be offerin ye much fer these weapons. Scrap is what I'd buy 'em fer."

Duroin smiles and nods at the other dwarf's words. "Well certainly Master Morin, these blades do not stand up against such beautiful pieces as you have here. You are most skilled in your craft. But, they must be worth more than simple scrap metal...they hold a keen edge, and the steel is strong."

 

[hero4hire]

Duroin smiles and nods at the other dwarf's words. "Well certainly Master Morin, these blades do not stand up against such beautiful pieces as you have here. You are most skilled in your craft. But, they must be worth more than simple scrap metal...they hold a keen edge, and the steel is strong."

"Worth? Heh! I tellya Younglings these days. Wouldja try ta sell a master brewer some ale cuz it could get 'em piss drunk? Or a master chef some Hardtack cuz they could fill his belly?
Nah! Like I said the steel is strong enuff, but they're ugly as sin. No beauty t'be found in them there weapons. Nuthin I be needin other then t'melt 'em down." He strokes his coarse beard. "Mebbe one day youngling when ye had yer belly full of killin' ya come back t'me and I'll teach ya the secrets of steel." He hefts out a Dwarven Warax and drops it so the blade bites into the floor and the handle almost hums in the vibration. The twin blades are engraved with gleaming dwarven runes in praise of Moradin. Only then does Duroin notice a bit of Moradin's symbol tucked behind the burly dwarf's beard.

 

[s@squ@tch]

Virashil, Sorcerer 5, Hp: 21/21

"Master Morin, it is indeed depressing to hear that the weapons cosmetic appearance means more than its ability in combat." Virashil says with a disappointed sigh.

"Now, since you are not interested in the longswords, what about the longbows, shortbow, and the sets of studded leather?"

 

[hero4hire]

"I like ya younglings. I hear ya may be helpin the town out. I tellya what. You go give all that junk ta the town guard so they won't be comin' in me shoppe and requi--requis, takin! all me weapons ta fight and I will give ya 500 hunnerd gold fer yer trouble."

 

[s@squ@tch]

OOC: I'm fine with that. We don't have any means to carry or store them for long periods of time and it is doubtful we're going to get a good deal on this stuff -- but if the rest of the party wants to get a 2nd offer, I don't have a problem with that either.

I would like to get my hands on scrolls of glitterdust and web, with glitterdust being the first priority.

 

[ethandrew]

Kirrg watches the exchange between the dwarves with his arms folded, a stern look on his face. At the mention of payment, he steps forward and clasps his hands regally behind his back, "Good Master Morin, your offer is fair and it pleases us to know that this steel, however ugly and crude it may seem, will be put to use against those who originally wielded it. I agree with you, would any of these be my weapon of choice, I would not sully my honor by their use. Your wares, though, are impressive. If ever I need work done on my axe, yours is a touch I might like. Five hundred seems fair." He steps back slowly and crosses his arms again in front of his massive chest.

 

[hero4hire]

Kirrg watches the exchange between the dwarves with his arms folded, a stern look on his face. At the mention of payment, he steps forward and clasps his hands regally behind his back, "Good Master Morin, your offer is fair and it pleases us to know that this steel, however ugly and crude it may seem, will be put to use against those who originally wielded it. I agree with you, would any of these be my weapon of choice, I would not sully my honor by their use. Your wares, though, are impressive. If ever I need work done on my axe, yours is a touch I might like. Five hundred seems fair." He steps back slowly and crosses his arms again in front of his massive chest.

"An eye fer quality. I like that son. I like that just fine. If'n ye get the coin enuff I'll be happy to sell to a young bunch such as yerselves. Or mebbe the occasional commision work. Speakin' o coin...." he busies himself cointing out the money.


OOC: For sale here.
+1 battleax
+1 dwarven ax
+1 heavy steel shield
+1 breastplate
+1 chain shirt
50 +1 arrows
a large selection of masterwork weapons and armor
and even some examples of normal craftmanship forged by an apprentice or two.

he gives you all 500gp for you to bring all the stuff to the watch.

Next stop?

 

[EvolutionKB]

Sir Jonathan

Sir Jonathan looks approvingly over the fine weapon in the shop, and then down at the crude, but fine steel blades of the hobgoblins. He picks up the blade and speaks, "Yes they may be crude, not beautiful like the blades you yourself make, but they are made of fine steel. Beauty does lie in the eye of the beholder though, some may find beauty in the simplicity of these weapons. They do their job well enough I would think, and while I think the guards can use them, I think they would be better put to your own uses. Fire some of these blades down and make your own. We both know the guards outside would not do your own blades justice in battle. Us however, will sing the praises of your blades, as we slay the hobgoblins that have taken it upon themselves to threaten the people of this town. I would even trade this here blade of magic, and some gold, for one of your beautiful creations when it would be finished."