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Virashil looks up at the tall warrior,"I don't think we'll suffer any injury around you that we'll regret the presence of some 'kit'."

"Alas, good Ms. Jarrett, I am afraid that we have no need of any of your wares on this day. Mind you, we will be back to see you at some point."
Virashil says with a warm smile.

"Gentlemen," She says teasingly,"Let's seek out this Sertieren in his manorhouse -- he may have some magicks that may prove useful on our trek to the dreaded Vraath Keep. Maybe even something to keep the 'ghosts' at bay."

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OOC: I seem to remember Kirrg max'ing out the heal skill, so I don't think we'll need the kit.

Lets see what Sertieren has to offer, then make way toward the 'haunted' Vraath Keep. (my scooby sense tells me that we will probably not encounter any ghosts, but more of those d@mn hobgoblins)
 

The crew makes their way across the town, past the Green where they see some children running about. Standing across the way is the Town Speaker's lovely Manor. They take a left at the Green Apple where they see a gruff looking dwarf sweeping and muttering to herself, and then a right. They cross a small bridge over a stream. After a handful of cottages they come to the Creepy looking Manorhouse.

As the approach the home the front door swings open. From within the dark confines of the doorway looms a long ominous shadow. "I have been expecting you. Enter freely and of your own will." calls a dry voice from within.
 

Taking his first massive step into the dreary manor, Kirrg has a confused look on his face, "How have you been expecting us? Has word travelled of our shopping fables?" He looks around for the source of the voice.
 

Virashil, Sorcerer 5, Hp: 21/21

"I had no idea that our shopping exploits had reached every corner of this town..." Virashil says somewhat half-serious.

"Kirrg - ready your holy symbol and perhaps some garlic for our vampiric friend," She says quietly in a joking fashion.

To the ominous shadow she replies,"We have heard you may traffick in certain magick devices -- we are here to peruse your wares."
 

Duroin makes his way into the manor without second thought. "Well met," he calls loudly. "Since you were expecting us, please tell me you have a few mugs of cool ale poured and ready!" The dwarf smiles widely.
 

Kirrg laughs and slaps the dwarf on the back, "The sun just rose and already Duroin wants his ale. It's his life blood, it would seem."
 




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