The Retrievers - Chapter 2

[Elocin]

He turns and looks at the strange creature (1d20+6=17) caged within magical force. "You certainly look fearsome. Are you involved with any of this?"
(OOC: trying to figure out what it is, Knowledge: The Planes +6)

You are not entirely sure but you beleive it is some kind of lower ranked devil. As you continue to stare at it it glares back at you and you get the distinct feeling it is imagining roasting you over a fire and then eating you, while you are still alive.

A grin slowly spread across its ulgy face and some droll falls to the floor.

 

[Scotley]

Mindal Human Scout

"Well Gripir, it sounds like we don't have the same interest in magic items" and glacing at the cage, "or playmates."

 

[Old Fezziwig]

"Uragonta plawitat?" Gripir looks rather alarmed, and Sigulf backs up towards the dwarf tentatively.

 

[Erekose13]

"I'd be most interested in either the wand or the chain shirt." says Sten slowly after most of the others have spoken. "The wand, as I find myself curing y'all after ever turn. Or the shirt which looks so well made it must have come from one deeply in tune with the earth."

 

[Wilphe]

Pemberton Dram - Artist 2

"Master, is this a foot trek only or will you have the capacity to transport Talon and my horse? We may need to carry more supplies and need greater mobility than we ourselves can provide. With you permission I shall see the servents and arrange the victualling."



"Well I would say the wand; even though I can't use it, because I appreciate other people having the tools they need to keep me alive. So I'll take the wand, and one of the spellcasters can have something they really want rather than a cure-stick*. If I really have to have something for myself then I will take the quiver."

"Hey Pemberton... or Brenden... you're both pretty well read... what the hell is that thing?"

"I don't know what the hell it is, I don't bother learning about stuff that no one will ever want painted. If anyone did want a picture of that monstrosity I'd reconsider the contract."



OOC: * It is a pity there is not a Skill called "Suck up to the party healers" - otherwise he would have it maxed out.

 

[Lobo Lurker]

Brenden, human male, Evoker 2

"Uragonta plawitat?" Gripir looks rather alarmed...

"Well stated, as always Gripnir." Brenden says with a slight trace of sarcasm.

"Well, I'll take the cloak then if you two really want the gloves and quiver. They wouldn't have been immediately useful to me anyway... though the quiver is handy for storing scrolls... you always pull out the right one rather than waste time pulling out the wrong one. Maybe we can trade in the future."

He turns to the creature. "I think that it's some kind of devil... one of the lesser ones."

Brenden tosses the cloak around his shoulders and secures his gear. Confident that everthing is there, he crosses the room again an leans against a table & bookcase while everyone else finishes up.

(OOC: Can we all put our character names/classes in the Title bar? I know it helps me figure out who everyone is until I get used to everything).

 

[Erekose13]

"The shirt it is then. 'tis a beauty thats for shore. Mighty grateful to ya Mindal for carryin that wand. Both Gripnir and I will make good use of it." replies Sten.

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Gripir grins at Brenden. "Idnaby makinfunome. Mite disperewen yar niedinme." The dwarf laughs and slaps the man on the back.

 

[Elocin]

"Master, is this a foot trek only or will you have the capacity to transport Talon and my horse? We may need to carry more supplies and need greater mobility than we ourselves can provide. With you permission I shall see the servents and arrange the victualling."

"That will not be a problem. If you so choose everyone can borrow a horse from the stables for travelling. All that means is I will have to go to the stables to cast my spell."

 

[Old Fezziwig]

"Pony?" Gripir looks at Restilah and shrugs apologetically. While he waits for an answer, he looks over the items once more and picks up the dagger, tucking it in his belt.