“Thank.. thank you sir...” says the girl with an agude tone of voice “ are you a wizard? “
"A wizard, no. A friend, yes. Be safe, little one," Moravasti replies. "Be safe." Another of Master Zan's sayings flashes through the monk's mind. One kind act can warm many days.
“Yes.. yes sir.. “ says the little girl and she runs away into the crowd.
“And beign supplies your field of expertise is what makes you perfect to help me and some lads to solve the problem we have. “ says the gnome to Vallineral. “ There was a lot of supplies crates in the caravan you helped to guard, but there was one in particular, one crate that some of us in the twon were waiting impatiently. “ as he speaks he moves his hands to emphasize some of the words he is saying “ The content of this particular crate is, no more no less, a full shipment of Calendula Laetae powder. Make from the most exquisite leafs of this special plant if you have to believe our vendor. “
Those of you trained in nature or medicine can make a skill check with dif. 14 to know about this plant if you want. Those who not can still make the check but the dif is 18.
“But, unfortunately some characters of the most unsavory nature had stolen the crate for us, and we are in desperate need to recover it. Would you help us? “ asks the gnome with a smile. “You will be well paid of course... “
“ oh not at all no... I am afraid that they are one of our local problems... “ replies the gnome with a smile, and looks towards the elf when Anatol asks him.
Jorunn watches the exchange between Moravasti and the child quietly, hanging back so as not to scare the child more with her size. She gives a faint nod when the girl runs off with a smile on her face, but she looks more sternly at Mora.
"You know she's just going to be hungry again tomorrow, right? And now we're even more in need of a job..."
"I cannot argue with your logic, Tallstrider," remarks Moravasti. The monk then playfully offers the mud-covered apple to Jorunn. "Here. This'll cheer you up."
Moravasti then takes notice of the old fellow who is standing and preaching from atop the crate. "Let's hear a few words from the local font of wisdom, shall we?"
Both companions approach the old man, a skinny and dresed only with a line tunic human, and join the now more numerous crowd surrounding him.
-... The Host will not allow this too much time. Those heretics that weild the power of this... aberrations should repent and throw themselves to the flames to purify their souls!! -
As the man is speaking his tone is going more and more agressive. You are not sure of who is he speaking of yet, but it's clear that he is not happy about them.
The man hate is obvious and even palpable and Moravasti feels it even has he is somehow distracted by the music of the bard playing not far. The tune is sticky and its hard to take out of his mind now...
Jorunn focus more on the mood of the crowd around the man, and she can tell that, despite the fact that they first approach more amused than interested and that some even start making fun of the speaker, slowly they begin to agree with the man, and the ambient is getting angrier by the minute.
The elf hasn't heard of this herb in his life. That should be a gnome name perhaps...
The gnome seems honest, thuoght, his demeneaor is relaxed and his approach to the party, despite quite obvious and perhaps a little bit hasty, doesn't seem to hide nothing. Thrisketin is sure of what he is saying.
The music that Moravasti hears--a melody that is simultaneously distracting and memorable--in conjunction with the rising tide of anger he senses within and around himself, makes the monk uneasy. "Something curious is happening here, friend,"he remarks to Jorunn.
Moravasti is tempted to interrupt the old man by speaking to him telepathically, but for the moment he refrains. The monk attempts to move so that he is no longer part of the crowd but someone on the outside of it, observing.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
( Moravasti you had to roll with advantage on Insight due to Physic Glamour trait I roll this one for you 14 )
The monk also feels the subtle change in the mood of the gathering people around the old man.
Moravasti makes his way to one side of the gathering crowd. From his vantage point he can see that the old man is screaming now, thorwing his hate darts and some of the people around him starts to answer him with enthusiasm.
A couple of twon guards that were wandering the market approaches as well, curious about what's happening.
" And the day will come that all of that aberrations.. all that bear that... dragonmarks " the hate in this word is almost palatable " will be erradicated from earth and every child that is found with that of those things... " he moves his arms violently to one side "... thrown away to THE FIRE!!!"
The people starts to applaud and yell in response " YES!!! YES!!! "
When that happens, both Jorunn and Moravasti see that something moves under the tunic of the old man. The best way to describe it is like if he had a cat under it that suddenly had tried to go out. The look in the man's eyes is like he is in ectasy, an angry and raged ectasy.
Jorunn and Moravasti please do a WIS ST vs 12
On a failed roll you start to become angry.
Nearby the gnome smiles widely at Anatol's words, and looks to Vallineral.
"Do we have an agreement then? " he offers his hand for the elf to shake.
Vallineral will look to the gnome's hand, but not shake it. Looking him back in the eyes, "We will attempt to recover these stolen goods. However, we are in unfamiliar lands and cannot guarantee we will be successful."
The gnome continue smiling, despite that his hand is not shaked in return.
" But of course, we cannot ask you for more.
Try to find Telle and Treline, a couple of twin brothers that used to spent their nights at Theo's Tavern, in the Inner City district, go to the old wall and head south, you will find it easy enough. We suspect of them, follow them or talk to them, but they will lead you to the crate. I leave the details to you of course. You are staying at the Mud Pig, right? If you recover it just go there, we will meet you there and pay you! Good luck!! Yes Yes, certanly good luck my lads!!"
He makes a reverence and bow again and, if you don't have any more questions, he leaves the place walking down the street.
Anatol watched the exchange, relief flooding through his body.
Just a simple pick up job he thought.
"Master Thriskethin, how can we help you?" he said sending Vallineral a pointed look.
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"A wizard, no. A friend, yes. Be safe, little one," Moravasti replies. "Be safe." Another of Master Zan's sayings flashes through the monk's mind. One kind act can warm many days.
“Yes.. yes sir.. “ says the little girl and she runs away into the crowd.
“And beign supplies your field of expertise is what makes you perfect to help me and some lads to solve the problem we have. “ says the gnome to Vallineral. “ There was a lot of supplies crates in the caravan you helped to guard, but there was one in particular, one crate that some of us in the twon were waiting impatiently. “ as he speaks he moves his hands to emphasize some of the words he is saying “ The content of this particular crate is, no more no less, a full shipment of Calendula Laetae powder. Make from the most exquisite leafs of this special plant if you have to believe our vendor. “
Those of you trained in nature or medicine can make a skill check with dif. 14 to know about this plant if you want. Those who not can still make the check but the dif is 18.
“But, unfortunately some characters of the most unsavory nature had stolen the crate for us, and we are in desperate need to recover it. Would you help us? “ asks the gnome with a smile. “You will be well paid of course... “
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"Are those .." Anatol makes a show of looking for the right wording " unsavory character formerly of the caravan?"
He looks at Vallineral. "interested?"
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“ oh not at all no... I am afraid that they are one of our local problems... “ replies the gnome with a smile, and looks towards the elf when Anatol asks him.
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Jorunn watches the exchange between Moravasti and the child quietly, hanging back so as not to scare the child more with her size. She gives a faint nod when the girl runs off with a smile on her face, but she looks more sternly at Mora.
"You know she's just going to be hungry again tomorrow, right? And now we're even more in need of a job..."
"I cannot argue with your logic, Tallstrider," remarks Moravasti. The monk then playfully offers the mud-covered apple to Jorunn. "Here. This'll cheer you up."
Moravasti then takes notice of the old fellow who is standing and preaching from atop the crate. "Let's hear a few words from the local font of wisdom, shall we?"
Jorunn accepts the apple, but cleans it off on her tunic before taking a bite out of it.
"Not sure how much real wisdom he has to offer, but we can certainly have a listen."
Both companions approach the old man, a skinny and dresed only with a line tunic human, and join the now more numerous crowd surrounding him.
-... The Host will not allow this too much time. Those heretics that weild the power of this... aberrations should repent and throw themselves to the flames to purify their souls!! -
As the man is speaking his tone is going more and more agressive. You are not sure of who is he speaking of yet, but it's clear that he is not happy about them.
Give me an insight check please
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Jorunn's Insight: 19
Insight for Moravasti: 23
Vallineral tries to figure out what this herb is.
Medicine: 5
He looks to Anatol, "Well stopping thieves seems like a simple enough task, assuming that this group is who they say they are."
(Insight check to see if the gnome is speaking truths.)
Insight: 16
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The man hate is obvious and even palpable and Moravasti feels it even has he is somehow distracted by the music of the bard playing not far. The tune is sticky and its hard to take out of his mind now...
Jorunn focus more on the mood of the crowd around the man, and she can tell that, despite the fact that they first approach more amused than interested and that some even start making fun of the speaker, slowly they begin to agree with the man, and the ambient is getting angrier by the minute.
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The elf hasn't heard of this herb in his life. That should be a gnome name perhaps...
The gnome seems honest, thuoght, his demeneaor is relaxed and his approach to the party, despite quite obvious and perhaps a little bit hasty, doesn't seem to hide nothing. Thrisketin is sure of what he is saying.
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"Maybe we can use this to make contacts with the locals and gain some insight on what is happening here." Anatol says in elven.
"it s a good way to make friends. And earn some money.."
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The music that Moravasti hears--a melody that is simultaneously distracting and memorable--in conjunction with the rising tide of anger he senses within and around himself, makes the monk uneasy. "Something curious is happening here, friend," he remarks to Jorunn.
Moravasti is tempted to interrupt the old man by speaking to him telepathically, but for the moment he refrains. The monk attempts to move so that he is no longer part of the crowd but someone on the outside of it, observing.
( Moravasti you had to roll with advantage on Insight due to Physic Glamour trait I roll this one for you 14 )
The monk also feels the subtle change in the mood of the gathering people around the old man.
Moravasti makes his way to one side of the gathering crowd. From his vantage point he can see that the old man is screaming now, thorwing his hate darts and some of the people around him starts to answer him with enthusiasm.
A couple of twon guards that were wandering the market approaches as well, curious about what's happening.
" And the day will come that all of that aberrations.. all that bear that... dragonmarks " the hate in this word is almost palatable " will be erradicated from earth and every child that is found with that of those things... " he moves his arms violently to one side "... thrown away to THE FIRE!!!"
The people starts to applaud and yell in response " YES!!! YES!!! "
When that happens, both Jorunn and Moravasti see that something moves under the tunic of the old man. The best way to describe it is like if he had a cat under it that suddenly had tried to go out. The look in the man's eyes is like he is in ectasy, an angry and raged ectasy.
Jorunn and Moravasti please do a WIS ST vs 12
On a failed roll you start to become angry.
Nearby the gnome smiles widely at Anatol's words, and looks to Vallineral.
"Do we have an agreement then? " he offers his hand for the elf to shake.
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Vallineral will look to the gnome's hand, but not shake it. Looking him back in the eyes, "We will attempt to recover these stolen goods. However, we are in unfamiliar lands and cannot guarantee we will be successful."
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The gnome continue smiling, despite that his hand is not shaked in return.
" But of course, we cannot ask you for more.
Try to find Telle and Treline, a couple of twin brothers that used to spent their nights at Theo's Tavern, in the Inner City district, go to the old wall and head south, you will find it easy enough. We suspect of them, follow them or talk to them, but they will lead you to the crate. I leave the details to you of course. You are staying at the Mud Pig, right? If you recover it just go there, we will meet you there and pay you! Good luck!! Yes Yes, certanly good luck my lads!!"
He makes a reverence and bow again and, if you don't have any more questions, he leaves the place walking down the street.
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Moravasti's wisdom save: 6