Whirtlestaff's Wizards' Academy Reprise, IC03

The Halfling comes out of the cave, sees the wizards, and says, "Two, no three(?) Elves, two humans, and what is that little booger, a mosquito? What be ye a-wantin', and what's the idea with stoppin' up me smokehole??"
 

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"Sorry about that misunderstanding. We are hunting orcs...and we don't seem to know where to find them." Francheska smiles weakly at the halfling. "My name is Francheska. What's yours?"
 

The Halfling grumbles, "Urrr, no orcs here. I'll thank you to just leave me alone now!" He turns to walk back into the cave. "Got smoke all through my house! Now I've got to clean everything...and all for a schoolboy prank!!" grumble, grumble, grumble.....
 

Busted. Feeling bad about the situation Kerlan responds. "We are really very sorry about the smoke. If you would like, we could help you clean up." Kerlan looks at the others in hopes for some backup on his offer.
 

Manny

"Brownies love to clean . . . and we're good at it! Probably something to do with being able to get the dirt out of spots no one else can reach!"
 

The Halfling stops. He's still facing away from you, his head is bowed, and there's a little stormcloud perpetually hovering over his head (not really!), and he's drumming his fingers on his belt buckle in a sign of impatience, but he is stopped, almost. He takes another step towards his door and says, "Welllll....."
 


The Halfling looks thoughtful for a moment, "Amends, ye say? Well all that smoke did do some pretty severe damage to my cozy little home...about 100gp worth of damage I'd say." He looks very thoughtful now, and expectant.
 

Xavier turns away from the halfling, feeling no compelsion to help the little fella out even after damaging his home. After all, he was a Wizard and had very important things to do, he couldn't spend his time working on menial tasks like cleaning smoke damage.

At the mention of 100 gold, Xavier turns back to them saying "100 GOLD PIECES! It is very unlikely that the possessions of a cave dwelling halfling in the deep woods would amount to 100 gold, more likely 5 or possibly 10 gold at best. I will offer you 15 gold, which is more than I would like, just to be on our way"
 

The Halfling looks crushed. "I know I may not be a wealthy traveler like you gentlemen appear to be, but these meager things are all that I have in the world! The smoke damage to my antique sofa alone will require a journey to Pembrose and payment for a new sofa and carting it all the way out here and installing it in my home. It might even be more cost-effective for me to pay a carpenter to build a sofa from scratch in my burrow. But, if each of you will chip in, say, 25 gp, then I may be able to almost break even and be nearly as well off as I was before you attacked my home." He brushes away a tear and blows his nose into his sleeve.
 

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