Harrow was immediately distracted from his suspicions when the young kobold crashed into Tuuli, immediately followed by an extremely upset gnome woman. He chastised himself for even entertaining the thought that the young genasi woman might have been involved with the alleged crime unfolding before him. "Oh, gods," he murmured to himself, before stepping forward. "It's not a very good theft if the goods in question get torn to pieces, huh?" Harrow, unused to raising his voice, felt very out of place as he attempted to shout over the struggling duo. With a grimace, he tried to gently extricate the onions from the altercation.
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Walt see’s the commotion and springs into action.
“Excuse me! Excuse me,” Walt exclaims as he attempts to step in between the angry gnome and kobold youth.
“ Excuse me. What seems to be the problem here,” Walt directs his questions at the gnome.
”Did I hear you correctly? Are you accusing this innocent youngling of stealing food?” Walt stood firm questioning the gnome.
”And even if that were true, have you no heart or sense of compassion? This wonderful place, the grand Radiant Citadel, is a beacon across worlds of equality and fairness.”
As Walt made his case for leniency in front of his friends and the gathering crowd, his voice began to crack and his eyes began to water
“If that is so, then I don’t know what else to say. I would have expected better of you.”
Persuasion check: 10
Walt seemingly exasperated and spent, finally relents and says, “How much for the green onions? I’ll cover his balance due.
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Quinn - lvl 3 Human Ranger - Hunter (Phandelver and Below: The Shattered Obelisk)
Tuuli manages to tuck the hair stick away - successfully this time.
Harrow easily pulls the large bunch of onions out of the young kobold's hands. He is too busy fending off the very aggressive verbal - and now turning physical - assault by this furious gnome.
They both ignore Walt completely.
The gnome woman grabs the youngster by his collar as he still lay on the ground (and still shouting in her face). "You stole them first from my mother!" he shouts. "You're all a load of lying thieves!" she replies.
She draws her hand back, threatening to smack him.
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With the onions successfully rescued, Harrow gave the bunch a sharp nod before handing them to the nearest onlooker with a muttered, "If you could just-- if you would be so kind as to..." He missed Walt's speech entirely, consumed as he was by his rescue mission, but when he turned and saw the struggle rapidly escalating, heard the words being exchanged, his reaction was not to make an impassioned plea, but to feel a sharp ember of anger flare in his chest. He turned back briefly to the citizen whom he'd handed the onions to, his expression darkening as he said, "Just a moment, please."
"That is enough!" As he shouted, he stepped forward, and without thinking he gestured fluidly with his left hand, as if tossing something underhand while it was hanging off his index finger, while grunting a syllable more harshly than it was used to. In response to his use of Prestidigitation, a shower of sparks descended on the pair: a habitual act, meant to distract individuals from fighting with one another for a moment. "I am quite certain that I don't know what this is about, but I do know one thing, and that is that you will not assault this child further. Whether the "all" you're referring to is his family, his community or his people, your words betray an ugly bias. Enough!"
"You made my friend cry!" Knicknack shouts as loud as she can at both of them. "His name is Walt and he is a good man! He made me this beautiful boomerang!"she holds up the boomerang and uses it to point at the gnome and the kobold."He is old and kind and cares only about others, and you two made him cry! Shame on you both. Now tell this other old guy what's going on!"
(OOC) I would like to help Harrow and give him advantage so he has a chance to reroll that Intimidation Check Or if that's not possible in this format:
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Tuuli takes the bag of onions with a bemused look. She glances the way the pair came, looking for anyone who might have accompanied them. She is not beyond imagining this could all be an elaborate setup of some sort. She's not suspicious, just mindful.
Perception to notice anything amiss outside of the immediate kerfuffle: 20
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(OOC: I’m attempting to use the help action here and aid Knicknack in her attempt to simmer things down and get the gnome to talk to us. If that’s not possible due to my previous persuasion attempt, I’ll accept that.)
Walt, a little taken a back by the altercation, manages settles to down and composes himself.
”Exuse me. I don’t believe you heard me just now” Walt says in a more calm and composed manner while getting down on his knees and trying to look the in the gnome in her eyes.
”My friends and I are trying to help you all resolve the issue at hand. But we cannot come to a peaceful resolution with you both fighting each other .”
Walt continues to try and get the gnome to settle down and look at him.
“Please friend, let us help you,”says Walt in the calmest voice he can muster as he reachs out his hand in support.
Persuasion check to help Knicknack: 5
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Quinn - lvl 3 Human Ranger - Hunter (Phandelver and Below: The Shattered Obelisk)
Calista just shakes her head at the situation that has unfolded before her. She stands next to Tuuli and gives the other woman a half-amused, half-exasperated look as if to say can you believe all this? She'd come to the Night Market to hunt down a particularly interesting artifact for the Radiant Citadel Antiquarian Society, not get into a street brawl with an angry gnome woman. So far the archaeologist has managed to stay out of the way of the altercation, merely looking on with a combination of horror and amusement.
"Where should I go if I'm looking for an ancient relic that could be being sold in the Night Market?" she asks Tuuli, as they both watch the encounter playing out before them. "I don't know anything about this place, other than the fact that Vada's vanilla bun was delicious, despite that earth genasi's claims about her sanitary habits."
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Tuuli, attention now split three ways (not ideal), replies to Calista. "Well, honestly, I've only been here a handful of times, and what you're looking for doesn't seem like the sort of thing you'd find a stall for, you know? Gabiffer's Runes and Relics, where curses are expected!"She smiles. "But," she says, nodding at the new earth genasi kid, "I think we just met a native, and something tells me she knows all sorts of things about the Night Market."
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The young kobold and the gnome continue to argue violently. She repeatedly refers to him "Gammon" so you presume that to be the youngster's name.
Harrow tries to shout them down with enhanced pyrotechnics, but they ignore him as solidly as they do Walt.
It's actually Knicknack that catches their attention. When she gesticulates with her new boomerang and talks about making people cry, they both pause for a moment to look at her curiously.
But then Tuuli spots another figure approaching with some urgency – an adult female kobold. She is dressed in impeccable purple-and-gold silk gowns and has polished horns. And she looks very upset by this scene.
The newcomer intercedes between the gnome and the boy, sternly telling the gnome shopkeeper, “That’s enough, Lamai! You’re behaving no better than our parents did: stealing from me and attacking my son!”
This kicks off a fresh bout of arguing, with the gnome claiming she saw Gammon steal the onions. Gammon accuses the gnome of first stealing the onions from their seafood cart and knocking it over. Rapid-fire, increasingly outlandish indictments and assumptions follow.
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Every time Datari thinks he knows who is right in the argument somebody else yells and he is right back to being confused. The brief flash of fireworks is exciting but the argument resumes as soon as the colourful lights fade.
If something isn’t done soon a fight is going to break out and then someone might get hurt. But who is the thief he muses. An idea strikes him and he grins wickedly.
Datari draws the gold painted sickle from his hip and flies up above the commotion. Then he drops down beside them his furiously beating wings throwing up a cloud of dust. He brandishes the sickle and says in his most commanding voice, well practiced from his days as a gladiator, ”Stop this right now! This is the holy sickle of truth!” He waves it back and forth “None may lie in it’s divine presence! Now who stole the onions?”
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Harrow was feeling exasperated and angry. For a moment he stood beside the kobold woman, shouting at this Lamai woman for even thinking of raising a hand against a child, but his words were lost in the churning argument. He stepped back, throwing up his hands but glad, at least, that the child's mother was present, when Datari, in true fairy fashion, created a giant spectacle. One of Harrow's eyebrows climbed up his forehead when Datari claimed to hold some holy anti-lying weapon, but the suddenness of his appearance and the boldness of his presence was inspiring. He felt a rush of mischievous energy, and in effort to lend credence to Datari's claim, he exclaimed, "The lost fey relic!? Yes, it looks just as it depicted in the ancient scrolls!"
(I'd like to give Datari some help, if possible.) Deception: 15
The arguing kobold woman notices Datari's performance and turns from her son and the irate gnome shopkeeper. “You! You strangers look like capable sorts. I’m Kusa Xungoon, proprietor of market-famous Xungoon Family Seafood: for a fish typhoon, you’ll wish for Xungoon! Help us deal with this scoundrel and I’ll make it worth your while!”
“Scoundrel?!” the gnome shouts, turning your way. “You don’t look like you’re wrapped up in market politics. I’m Lamai Tyenmo. Help me figure out what’s going on here, and I’ll give you a lifetime supply of delicious noodles from Tyenmo Noodles!”
Both women turn toward each other again, quarreling anew over what they’ll offer you to help them.
"Good point," Calista concedes to Tuuli, with a half-smile. She's about to say something else when Datari flies up into the air brandishing a sickle and proclaiming it to be a holy relic of truthfulness or some such. The archaeologist goggles for a moment, but then she smiles and approaches the scene.
"I can attest to the authenticity of this relic!" she exclaims. "I'm a curator with the Radiant Citadel Antiquarian Society, and I can spot a fake artifact any day, and this is no fake. Now, please answer my friend's question."
Harrow gawped at the two women for a moment as they each asked for the party's help. When they continued their quarrel anew, he turned, looking at Tuuli and Calista. After taking a deep, slow breath, Harrow walked up to Tuuli. "I appreciate your holding these for me," he said to her with a bemused, wide-eyed smile-grimace, taking the green onions back from her custody before marching back to the argument. He handed the onions back to the child -- Gammon, he remembered -- and said, "Take these, then, and run along. Leave the rest to the adults, huh?"
Then he looked again toward the two women. To Lamai, he said, "I don't like you and I won't eat your noodles. You will join Vada, of Vada's Otherworldly Goods -- for her alleged crime of spitting in the dough of her vanilla buns -- on my blacklist, for your crime of attempting to strike a child."
Turning to Kusa, he said, "What exactly needs to be solved? There have been a lot of allegations, and I'm starting to lose track."
"Excuse me," Knicknack says, holding up her hand to be noticed. "If we 'deal' with Mrs. Tyenmo by helping her figure out what is going on, then Mrs. Xungoon can make it worth our while and we can still get noodles. Nobody gets left out. Everyone gets what they want! Now that sounds like a price that can't be beat! (Like-the-prices-of-meats-and-sweets-at-the-Witchery-Wok-tell-your-friends!)
He stands back and watches the periphery of this fracas. He’s been in enough street markets to know these bewildering antics are often as not staged for the benefit of less savory characters, or at least taken advantage of by them. Though the noodles do sound tasty…
Walt strolls up beside Knicknack with a proud look on his face, smiles at her and stands at her side. He leans over a little to his left, trying to get down to her level and says "good show, my friend. Very good indeed, Knicknack." Walt winks his eye and cracks a crooked little smile.
Walt straightens up, peels off his now sweat soaked fur cap and quickly flaps open his thick woolen cloak, trying to get some much needed air and ventilation.
"I...I too am beginning to lose track. Among other things..."
Walt pauses for a moment and catches his breath.
"Now that we're actually doing more talking, and less fighting, perhaps we can get to the bottom of this,"Walt said with a slightly more hopeful and confident tone than before. "How does that sound? Perhaps we can come to an agreeable solution to all parties involved? What say you?"
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Quinn - lvl 3 Human Ranger - Hunter (Phandelver and Below: The Shattered Obelisk)
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Harrow was immediately distracted from his suspicions when the young kobold crashed into Tuuli, immediately followed by an extremely upset gnome woman. He chastised himself for even entertaining the thought that the young genasi woman might have been involved with the alleged crime unfolding before him. "Oh, gods," he murmured to himself, before stepping forward. "It's not a very good theft if the goods in question get torn to pieces, huh?" Harrow, unused to raising his voice, felt very out of place as he attempted to shout over the struggling duo. With a grimace, he tried to gently extricate the onions from the altercation.
Sleight of Hand: 21
Walt see’s the commotion and springs into action.
“Excuse me! Excuse me,” Walt exclaims as he attempts to step in between the angry gnome and kobold youth.
“ Excuse me. What seems to be the problem here,” Walt directs his questions at the gnome.
”Did I hear you correctly? Are you accusing this innocent youngling of stealing food?” Walt stood firm questioning the gnome.
”And even if that were true, have you no heart or sense of compassion? This wonderful place, the grand Radiant Citadel, is a beacon across worlds of equality and fairness.”
As Walt made his case for leniency in front of his friends and the gathering crowd, his voice began to crack and his eyes began to water
“If that is so, then I don’t know what else to say. I would have expected better of you.”
Persuasion check: 10
Walt seemingly exasperated and spent, finally relents and says, “How much for the green onions? I’ll cover his balance due.
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Pud - lvl 7 Human Artificer - Alchemist (The Wild Beyond the Witchlight).
Quinn - lvl 3 Human Ranger - Hunter (Phandelver and Below: The Shattered Obelisk)
Tuuli manages to tuck the hair stick away - successfully this time.
Harrow easily pulls the large bunch of onions out of the young kobold's hands. He is too busy fending off the very aggressive verbal - and now turning physical - assault by this furious gnome.
They both ignore Walt completely.
The gnome woman grabs the youngster by his collar as he still lay on the ground (and still shouting in her face).
"You stole them first from my mother!" he shouts.
"You're all a load of lying thieves!" she replies.
She draws her hand back, threatening to smack him.
With the onions successfully rescued, Harrow gave the bunch a sharp nod before handing them to the nearest onlooker with a muttered, "If you could just-- if you would be so kind as to..." He missed Walt's speech entirely, consumed as he was by his rescue mission, but when he turned and saw the struggle rapidly escalating, heard the words being exchanged, his reaction was not to make an impassioned plea, but to feel a sharp ember of anger flare in his chest. He turned back briefly to the citizen whom he'd handed the onions to, his expression darkening as he said, "Just a moment, please."
"That is enough!" As he shouted, he stepped forward, and without thinking he gestured fluidly with his left hand, as if tossing something underhand while it was hanging off his index finger, while grunting a syllable more harshly than it was used to. In response to his use of Prestidigitation, a shower of sparks descended on the pair: a habitual act, meant to distract individuals from fighting with one another for a moment. "I am quite certain that I don't know what this is about, but I do know one thing, and that is that you will not assault this child further. Whether the "all" you're referring to is his family, his community or his people, your words betray an ugly bias. Enough!"
Intimidation: 7
"You made my friend cry!" Knicknack shouts as loud as she can at both of them. "His name is Walt and he is a good man! He made me this beautiful boomerang!" she holds up the boomerang and uses it to point at the gnome and the kobold. "He is old and kind and cares only about others, and you two made him cry! Shame on you both. Now tell this other old guy what's going on!"
(OOC) I would like to help Harrow and give him advantage so he has a chance to reroll that Intimidation Check
Or if that's not possible in this format:
Persuasion: 12
Tuuli takes the bag of onions with a bemused look. She glances the way the pair came, looking for anyone who might have accompanied them. She is not beyond imagining this could all be an elaborate setup of some sort. She's not suspicious, just mindful.
Perception to notice anything amiss outside of the immediate kerfuffle: 20
ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he).
Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. Here's my D&D stuff. I love it so.
Campaign links for Game Log access because DDB has abandoned the forum dice roller, apparently.
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(OOC: Here's the other roll that Harrow would have if Knicknack is allowed to help!)
Intimidation: 1
(OOC: I’m attempting to use the help action here and aid Knicknack in her attempt to simmer things down and get the gnome to talk to us. If that’s not possible due to my previous persuasion attempt, I’ll accept that.)
Walt, a little taken a back by the altercation, manages settles to down and composes himself.
”Exuse me. I don’t believe you heard me just now” Walt says in a more calm and composed manner while getting down on his knees and trying to look the in the gnome in her eyes.
”My friends and I are trying to help you all resolve the issue at hand. But we cannot come to a peaceful resolution with you both fighting each other .”
Walt continues to try and get the gnome to settle down and look at him.
“Please friend, let us help you,” says Walt in the calmest voice he can muster as he reachs out his hand in support.
Persuasion check to help Knicknack: 5
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Pud - lvl 7 Human Artificer - Alchemist (The Wild Beyond the Witchlight).
Quinn - lvl 3 Human Ranger - Hunter (Phandelver and Below: The Shattered Obelisk)
While she surveys the crowd for shenanigans, Tuuli wonders if she should step in as the others try, and mostly fail, at containing the situation.
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Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. Here's my D&D stuff. I love it so.
Campaign links for Game Log access because DDB has abandoned the forum dice roller, apparently.
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Calista just shakes her head at the situation that has unfolded before her. She stands next to Tuuli and gives the other woman a half-amused, half-exasperated look as if to say can you believe all this? She'd come to the Night Market to hunt down a particularly interesting artifact for the Radiant Citadel Antiquarian Society, not get into a street brawl with an angry gnome woman. So far the archaeologist has managed to stay out of the way of the altercation, merely looking on with a combination of horror and amusement.
"Where should I go if I'm looking for an ancient relic that could be being sold in the Night Market?" she asks Tuuli, as they both watch the encounter playing out before them. "I don't know anything about this place, other than the fact that Vada's vanilla bun was delicious, despite that earth genasi's claims about her sanitary habits."
Characters: Bryony Alderleaf - Lvl. 3 Halfling Rogue (Phandelver and Below: The Shattered Obelisk) ♦ Evelyn Drake - Lvl. 3 Human Wizard (Rule of Change) ♦ Aranea Kendrick - Lvl. 4 Human Warlock (Where the Cold Winds Blow) ♦ Elsenia Vesper - Lvl. 2 Shadar-kai Druid (Strixhaven)
DMing: Curse of Strahd
Tuuli, attention now split three ways (not ideal), replies to Calista. "Well, honestly, I've only been here a handful of times, and what you're looking for doesn't seem like the sort of thing you'd find a stall for, you know? Gabiffer's Runes and Relics, where curses are expected!" She smiles. "But," she says, nodding at the new earth genasi kid, "I think we just met a native, and something tells me she knows all sorts of things about the Night Market."
ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he).
Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. Here's my D&D stuff. I love it so.
Campaign links for Game Log access because DDB has abandoned the forum dice roller, apparently.
Radiant Citadel by cbaer8 ~•~ Stormwreck Isle by Rforrest14 ~•~ Wildspace by Rhanloi ~•~ Rise of Tiamat by SteveThaiBinh ~•~ The Long Road currently by me
The young kobold and the gnome continue to argue violently. She repeatedly refers to him "Gammon" so you presume that to be the youngster's name.
Harrow tries to shout them down with enhanced pyrotechnics, but they ignore him as solidly as they do Walt.
It's actually Knicknack that catches their attention. When she gesticulates with her new boomerang and talks about making people cry, they both pause for a moment to look at her curiously.
But then Tuuli spots another figure approaching with some urgency – an adult female kobold. She is dressed in impeccable purple-and-gold silk gowns and has polished horns. And she looks very upset by this scene.
The newcomer intercedes between the gnome and the boy, sternly telling the gnome shopkeeper, “That’s enough, Lamai! You’re behaving no better than our parents did: stealing from me and attacking my son!”
This kicks off a fresh bout of arguing, with the gnome claiming she saw Gammon steal the onions. Gammon accuses the gnome of first stealing the onions from their seafood cart and knocking it over. Rapid-fire, increasingly outlandish indictments and assumptions follow.
Now it's a three-way argument.
Every time Datari thinks he knows who is right in the argument somebody else yells and he is right back to being confused. The brief flash of fireworks is exciting but the argument resumes as soon as the colourful lights fade.
If something isn’t done soon a fight is going to break out and then someone might get hurt. But who is the thief he muses. An idea strikes him and he grins wickedly.
Datari draws the gold painted sickle from his hip and flies up above the commotion. Then he drops down beside them his furiously beating wings throwing up a cloud of dust. He brandishes the sickle and says in his most commanding voice, well practiced from his days as a gladiator, ”Stop this right now! This is the holy sickle of truth!” He waves it back and forth “None may lie in it’s divine presence! Now who stole the onions?”
Performance: 21
Deception: 12
Harrow was feeling exasperated and angry. For a moment he stood beside the kobold woman, shouting at this Lamai woman for even thinking of raising a hand against a child, but his words were lost in the churning argument. He stepped back, throwing up his hands but glad, at least, that the child's mother was present, when Datari, in true fairy fashion, created a giant spectacle. One of Harrow's eyebrows climbed up his forehead when Datari claimed to hold some holy anti-lying weapon, but the suddenness of his appearance and the boldness of his presence was inspiring. He felt a rush of mischievous energy, and in effort to lend credence to Datari's claim, he exclaimed, "The lost fey relic!? Yes, it looks just as it depicted in the ancient scrolls!"
(I'd like to give Datari some help, if possible.)
Deception: 15
The arguing kobold woman notices Datari's performance and turns from her son and the irate gnome shopkeeper. “You! You strangers look like capable sorts. I’m Kusa Xungoon, proprietor of market-famous Xungoon Family Seafood: for a fish typhoon, you’ll wish for Xungoon! Help us deal with this scoundrel and I’ll make it worth your while!”
“Scoundrel?!” the gnome shouts, turning your way. “You don’t look like you’re wrapped up in market politics. I’m Lamai Tyenmo. Help me figure out what’s going on here, and I’ll give you a lifetime supply of delicious noodles from Tyenmo Noodles!”
Both women turn toward each other again, quarreling anew over what they’ll offer you to help them.
"Good point," Calista concedes to Tuuli, with a half-smile. She's about to say something else when Datari flies up into the air brandishing a sickle and proclaiming it to be a holy relic of truthfulness or some such. The archaeologist goggles for a moment, but then she smiles and approaches the scene.
"I can attest to the authenticity of this relic!" she exclaims. "I'm a curator with the Radiant Citadel Antiquarian Society, and I can spot a fake artifact any day, and this is no fake. Now, please answer my friend's question."
Deception - 4 if necessary
Characters: Bryony Alderleaf - Lvl. 3 Halfling Rogue (Phandelver and Below: The Shattered Obelisk) ♦ Evelyn Drake - Lvl. 3 Human Wizard (Rule of Change) ♦ Aranea Kendrick - Lvl. 4 Human Warlock (Where the Cold Winds Blow) ♦ Elsenia Vesper - Lvl. 2 Shadar-kai Druid (Strixhaven)
DMing: Curse of Strahd
Harrow gawped at the two women for a moment as they each asked for the party's help. When they continued their quarrel anew, he turned, looking at Tuuli and Calista. After taking a deep, slow breath, Harrow walked up to Tuuli. "I appreciate your holding these for me," he said to her with a bemused, wide-eyed smile-grimace, taking the green onions back from her custody before marching back to the argument. He handed the onions back to the child -- Gammon, he remembered -- and said, "Take these, then, and run along. Leave the rest to the adults, huh?"
Then he looked again toward the two women. To Lamai, he said, "I don't like you and I won't eat your noodles. You will join Vada, of Vada's Otherworldly Goods -- for her alleged crime of spitting in the dough of her vanilla buns -- on my blacklist, for your crime of attempting to strike a child."
Turning to Kusa, he said, "What exactly needs to be solved? There have been a lot of allegations, and I'm starting to lose track."
"Excuse me," Knicknack says, holding up her hand to be noticed. "If we 'deal' with Mrs. Tyenmo by helping her figure out what is going on, then Mrs. Xungoon can make it worth our while and we can still get noodles. Nobody gets left out. Everyone gets what they want! Now that sounds like a price that can't be beat! (Like-the-prices-of-meats-and-sweets-at-the-Witchery-Wok-tell-your-friends!)
“Starting to lose track”, Rycroft mimics.
He stands back and watches the periphery of this fracas. He’s been in enough street markets to know these bewildering antics are often as not staged for the benefit of less savory characters, or at least taken advantage of by them. Though the noodles do sound tasty…
Walt strolls up beside Knicknack with a proud look on his face, smiles at her and stands at her side. He leans over a little to his left, trying to get down to her level and says "good show, my friend. Very good indeed, Knicknack." Walt winks his eye and cracks a crooked little smile.
Walt straightens up, peels off his now sweat soaked fur cap and quickly flaps open his thick woolen cloak, trying to get some much needed air and ventilation.
"I...I too am beginning to lose track. Among other things..."
Walt pauses for a moment and catches his breath.
"Now that we're actually doing more talking, and less fighting, perhaps we can get to the bottom of this," Walt said with a slightly more hopeful and confident tone than before. "How does that sound? Perhaps we can come to an agreeable solution to all parties involved? What say you?"
Pronouns: he/him/his
Pud - lvl 7 Human Artificer - Alchemist (The Wild Beyond the Witchlight).
Quinn - lvl 3 Human Ranger - Hunter (Phandelver and Below: The Shattered Obelisk)