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TiCaudata's Mish Mash Campaign


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The party travels south by foot. The trip is mostly uneventful along the clay road that has been made greasy from all of the rain. Groups of travelers seem to get thicker and the road in better condition as the party nears Estyadoch. Half a day out of the city, the part takes a turn and views a seaside city below them. The city is small, but seems to be a decent hub for travel both by land and sea.

Estyadoch awaits.
 

Angrod, who had probably appeared skittish during the travel, seems to visibly relax and cheer up when the group gets within site of the city.

"Gotta be a good place to sell all 'er stuff, right? Any you been here? Anyone gonna be spittin' at 'er feet?" The elf winks a Logan.
[sblock=Ti]Damn! Will be good to unload this stuff, have some real coin. What to do after that, though... Place is big, but not that big, so might not be safe to stay... Gotta check out the word on the street... But selling is first.[/sblock]
 

On the road, Kote makes little effort to keep up small talk. Instead seeming satisfied with walking in quiet contemplation.

"I've never been here. Not that i can remember anyway. I do remember reading something about this town... A long time ago. Bugbear, i believe. Hmm....." he trails off, obviously lost in deep thought.
 

Ava follows the path to the town with the others. Once she enters the city, she obviously tenses up, and begins looking aroud, as she did in the previous city.
 

Logan makes his way carefully down the hill toward town. "Maybe some spit would clean the mud off my boots. Anyhow - we need a sage to tell us what some of this is before we can sell it. Let's get to finding one."
 

The port town is indeed bustling with activity as the mishmash group enters through the North Gate. Within a matter of feet they are surrounded by salesmen hawking wares and offering services of practically every sort.
 

Ava attemps to walk through the mess of merchants, ignoring their pleas for sales. Once she gets through, she does what she can to gain her bearings, and assess the town for there.
 

Angrod looks around awestruck.

"Ummm... ah... We should stick together. A'least 'til we know the place 'nough to... ah... be able to meet back up wi'out gettin' lost."
[sblock=Ti]An' I'll be damned if I'm letting these folk wander off in this place before I get my cut![/sblock]
 

"Yes. Stick together, that's best. I do have an idea we might consider. Given my understanding of certain things arcane, it's possible we could procure a scroll which could let us identify these items, and many many more, without paying some other fool to do so for us. The greatest advantage is, of course, that we'll actually know what the items do, whereas the prospective buyer may be slightly tight lipped about the full function and value of any of our loot. To make a better profit you see. Also..."

Careening of a small dwarf hawking stuffed dolls, he continues uninterrupted and without looking back at the dwarf, who shouts obscenities in his native tongue.

"....it's likely we could acquire this type of scroll from the very persons who would identify these items for us anyway though, so we should search and discuss. If we intend at all to stay together after, and i very much think we should, it would be of great benefit for us to be able to understand what things we have at a much shorter notice than simply wandering throughout the contryside seeking a sage to tell us such things. I would even be willing to take, say, half the cost of such a scroll out of whatever profit we carry to ensure you're not 'cheated' by providing me the ability to perform the task. I assure you, i don't intend to abandon any of you. You are decidedly to much fun."
 

Into the Woods

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