Can Agozur and baby Orc go and see if he can get a harness (or something quickly built) to safely attach the child to his front or back? Also can he check the general story for some toys (toy swords, stuffed animals and ETC)?
In response to Agozur's request, Crackle will shrug his fibrous shoulders and grab 2 leather backpacks from under the counter and a burlap sack.
Standing back and scratching a twig down a line of bark on his head, he will suddenly move quickly grabbing four items. First, he produces a small tube stick, a blowgun with no needles; Then, he draws out a leather chords with a pouch halfway down, a sling. Finally, he pulls out a set of the simple elven guard robes, and with some difficulty ties a few knots into the robe so that the final product looks like a pioneer's rag doll. There is sort of a head and sort of some appendages with knots at the end. The knot for the head is doubled to make it stand out a bit more. Crackle's bark lines crinkle upward on his face as he hold the knot doll toward you.
As you stand there watch Crackle go, you notice robed elves beginning to pass through and greet one another. One officer raises his voice, "Cliste' Coir, get to our horses." The young elf sitting across from Alesandair jumps up. "YessirRightAwaySir," and quickly turns to Al, "NicemeetingYou...Yourthefirstonetoplayme..." "Cliste', now." The elf quickly turns and exits out the front, walking past Wraeven and Sorvas.
Agozur will shrug "I appreciate the help Mr. Crackle how much for a rag doll, a three slings and three burlap sacks friend?"
Noticing the Elvish officer Agozur will turn and offer a light head nod towards them remembering some the fond memories he had interacting with the elves in his home lands.
Mobya shakes Sorvas’ hands and says “nice to formally meet you too. I’ve known another person named Sorvas a long time ago. I guess I better go get ready, then” and walks back inside the inn.
As the elf stands abruptly and speaks, Al's concentration is broken and the orbs clatter to the table. He wipes the sweat from his forehead and asks the elf, "What's happening, what's going on?"
Scanning the room Al notices his party members and walks over to reunite with them. "Does anyone know what's going on? I was almost in like a trance playing that game.."
Crackle indicates 1gp and lays Agozur's list of items on the table. Putting the backpacks away and laying out the burlap sacks and slings. As Ag. reaches for the doll, there is a moment where a small twig gets stuck in the fabric...Crackle seems to begrudgingly release the ragdoll.
While Alesandair recovers from the game, his arcane energy returns, but his words trail after the young elf who is already out the door.
Ayra is returning to the party's table with her newly purchased backpack and gear when Alessandair arrives asking questions. "You have all been relieved of service by the merchant" she informs him. "Your payment is on the table. And we have made arrangements to travel with Sorvas to learn more of the mysterious symbol on the young ones' feet."
Mobya answers Sorvas question as she’s walking: “yes, and he was a very kind soul”
she walks into the inn and quickly scans the room, locating her friends, watching them in their preparations, and taking notice of whom is taking care of each cub.
She goes to the table and collects her share of gold coins from the Merchant payment. She puts on her backpack and finishes the leftover breakfast she had left on the table.
Replying to Ayra, "Thank you for the information, I'm glad the merchant saw our nightly shenanigan of chasing a harpy through the woods as a job well done" he chuckles lightly to himself but without changing facial expression. "I suppose i should make sure i have what i need for this new endeavor of ours. I assume that you and Wraeven are to be joining us as well? That is great news!" The more injuries sustained allows me to further perfect my medical practices......I mean...the more party members, the more umm..umm..the more mortal souls i can assist in this earthly realm."
Alesandair will quickly turn and walk to pick up his share of the reward then to the counter and inquire about the cost of potions of healing from Crackle
Ayra smiles gently at Alessandair's blunder. "I can relate to the desire to practice new skills" she says to him kindly. "And yes, Wraeven and I will remain with the party."
Crackle appears to not be responding at this current time. He is still pretending to be a shrub , just then Agozur would notice Mobya entering the door.
Not having seen Crackle's bush form yet, Alesandair asks Agozur, "Where's the inn keeper? And what's that..bush doing behind the counter, is that one of his nephews or something?"
Wraeven stands next to Ayra as they wait outside for everyone to assemble. "You know I think you'll be happier with that backpack. It is going to be much easier to travel with than the storage trunk. Do you need to send word to your family about your journey?" he checks over her gear, tightening straps and making sure there is nothing hanging from the pack. "I know how mothers worry." he says quietly.
Sorvas goes over to the Tortle (out of ear-shot of the others) and asks him How are you? I am Sorvas, I have seen you around but we have never officially met.
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Sorvas relaxes more and moves his hand away from his sword and comes closer
Aye, we plan to be leaving shortly. It is a pleasure to officially meet you Mobya. He walks over and extends his hand to her.
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Can Agozur and baby Orc go and see if he can get a harness (or something quickly built) to safely attach the child to his front or back? Also can he check the general story for some toys (toy swords, stuffed animals and ETC)?
In response to Agozur's request, Crackle will shrug his fibrous shoulders and grab 2 leather backpacks from under the counter and a burlap sack.
Standing back and scratching a twig down a line of bark on his head, he will suddenly move quickly grabbing four items. First, he produces a small tube stick, a blowgun with no needles; Then, he draws out a leather chords with a pouch halfway down, a sling. Finally, he pulls out a set of the simple elven guard robes, and with some difficulty ties a few knots into the robe so that the final product looks like a pioneer's rag doll. There is sort of a head and sort of some appendages with knots at the end. The knot for the head is doubled to make it stand out a bit more. Crackle's bark lines crinkle upward on his face as he hold the knot doll toward you.
As you stand there watch Crackle go, you notice robed elves beginning to pass through and greet one another. One officer raises his voice, "Cliste' Coir, get to our horses." The young elf sitting across from Alesandair jumps up. "YessirRightAwaySir," and quickly turns to Al, "NicemeetingYou...Yourthefirstonetoplayme..." "Cliste', now." The elf quickly turns and exits out the front, walking past Wraeven and Sorvas.
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Agozur will shrug "I appreciate the help Mr. Crackle how much for a rag doll, a three slings and three burlap sacks friend?"
Noticing the Elvish officer Agozur will turn and offer a light head nod towards them remembering some the fond memories he had interacting with the elves in his home lands.
Mobya shakes Sorvas’ hands and says “nice to formally meet you too. I’ve known another person named Sorvas a long time ago. I guess I better go get ready, then” and walks back inside the inn.
Before she can walk away, Sorvas asks. Was the other Sorvas you knew on elf too?
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As the elf stands abruptly and speaks, Al's concentration is broken and the orbs clatter to the table. He wipes the sweat from his forehead and asks the elf, "What's happening, what's going on?"
Scanning the room Al notices his party members and walks over to reunite with them. "Does anyone know what's going on? I was almost in like a trance playing that game.."
Crackle indicates 1gp and lays Agozur's list of items on the table. Putting the backpacks away and laying out the burlap sacks and slings. As Ag. reaches for the doll, there is a moment where a small twig gets stuck in the fabric...Crackle seems to begrudgingly release the ragdoll.
While Alesandair recovers from the game, his arcane energy returns, but his words trail after the young elf who is already out the door.
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Agozur will drop 1gp on the counter "Do you want me to purchase one for you as well, Crackle?"
Ayra is returning to the party's table with her newly purchased backpack and gear when Alessandair arrives asking questions. "You have all been relieved of service by the merchant" she informs him. "Your payment is on the table. And we have made arrangements to travel with Sorvas to learn more of the mysterious symbol on the young ones' feet."
Mobya answers Sorvas question as she’s walking: “yes, and he was a very kind soul”
she walks into the inn and quickly scans the room, locating her friends, watching them in their preparations, and taking notice of whom is taking care of each cub.
She goes to the table and collects her share of gold coins from the Merchant payment. She puts on her backpack and finishes the leftover breakfast she had left on the table.
Crackle will roll back into his resting form, the very likeness of a small bush.
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"Oh Crackle, I almost forgot may I also get a knife and a roll of hempen rope?"
OOC: This is ideally what I'm looking to make but out of rope and burlap sack, the knife is to cut the holes.
Replying to Ayra, "Thank you for the information, I'm glad the merchant saw our nightly shenanigan of chasing a harpy through the woods as a job well done" he chuckles lightly to himself but without changing facial expression. "I suppose i should make sure i have what i need for this new endeavor of ours. I assume that you and Wraeven are to be joining us as well? That is great news!" The more injuries sustained allows me to further perfect my medical practices......I mean...the more party members, the more umm..umm..the more mortal souls i can assist in this earthly realm."
Alesandair will quickly turn and walk to pick up his share of the reward then to the counter and inquire about the cost of potions of healing from Crackle
Ayra smiles gently at Alessandair's blunder. "I can relate to the desire to practice new skills" she says to him kindly. "And yes, Wraeven and I will remain with the party."
Crackle appears to not be responding at this current time. He is still pretending to be a shrub , just then Agozur would notice Mobya entering the door.
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Not having seen Crackle's bush form yet, Alesandair asks Agozur, "Where's the inn keeper? And what's that..bush doing behind the counter, is that one of his nephews or something?"
"HA, He is the bush Al."
OOC: Using his racial trait (Speech of Beast and Leaf) Agozur is going to try to coax Crackle out
"Come on friend we really need these supplies to take care of the babies on our next adventure."
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Wraeven
Wraeven stands next to Ayra as they wait outside for everyone to assemble. "You know I think you'll be happier with that backpack. It is going to be much easier to travel with than the storage trunk. Do you need to send word to your family about your journey?" he checks over her gear, tightening straps and making sure there is nothing hanging from the pack. "I know how mothers worry." he says quietly.
Sorvas goes over to the Tortle (out of ear-shot of the others) and asks him How are you? I am Sorvas, I have seen you around but we have never officially met.
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