Waitong For Savael

[Kiron_Oakleaf]

Quietly walks in and moves to the bar and orders some wine. Glances around as he pays.

"He better show up, I'm only doing this once"

Takes his wine and sniffs it then sips at it.

 

[Savael]

The short, stocky form of Percev enters the tavern at a trot, heaving and puffing and by all accounts quite out of breath. Oblivious of Kirion for a moment, he slumps against the bar and takes a few badly needed moments to catch his breath.

With time however, he glances to his left, and nods casually in Kirion's direction "I see you've-" *huff* "-already arrived-" *puff* "-goodman Oakleaf" He takes a few more seconds to compose himself. Clearly, this man's physical condition has seen better days.

 

[Kiron_Oakleaf]

Orders a glass of water from bargolem and slides it over to Savael and sips his wine.

"Did you bring the scales?"

Sets his wine down and turns to face Savael.

"I can give you the armor in a week or so if you brought them"

 

[Savael]

"Aye-" *huff* "the scales, I have" *huffpuff* "You'll get them soon enough-" *wheeze* "-just, just let me catch my breath" Percev tok a few more moments to catch his much needed breath. Finally, after having gulped down several more mouthfuls of air, he turned his attention to Kirion once more and reached a swollen-knuckled hand inside his worn tunic and pulled out a grey, grubby little parcel.

"The scales are here in this package, I trust you will finish the armour in good time just like you said you would" Percev then leaned close to mutter in Kirion's ear "Only, don't read the little writing on the inside of the parcel" he eyed Kirion very seriously now "My master memorized Explosive Runes today" His gnarled face then split into a wide grin "but I'm sure everything'll work out alright for ye, goodman Oakleaf. If ye'll excuse me, I'll be off then!"

 

[Kiron_Oakleaf]

Kiron finishes his wine and takes the scales from Savael and slips the parcel into a slightly glowing pouch on his belt.

"I shall finish your masters armor within the wekk if time is willing, and I shall not read the writing on the inside of the package, I've had enough bad experiences in my time to know when to do something or not".

Pats the pouch showing the scales are secure then pulls a small rod of solid platinum from his pocket and slides it over to Savael.

"Hang onto this, in case I don't finish the armor, or don't finish it on time"

 

[Savael]

Oercev's eyes widened visibly as Kirion slid the platinum rod across the table towards him. "Oh I will most certainly, goodman Oakleaf, you can count on that to be true, an' no mistake"

"I'll be happy to inform my master of your progress then, master smith, and I'll be back here with an escort to pick up the finished result a week from now" he said with a grin.

"Unless of course, the gods forbid it, something unforseen should happen to upset our bargin here today" With that, he tipped his brown, shapeless leather cap at Kirion, and promptly left the tavern.

 

[Kiron_Oakleaf]

Kiron sighs and walks out to start on the armor.

"This should be intresting"