"Oh, that's a simple one." She smiles and leads you to a backroom, seems to be her sewing room. There are 4 mannequins in the room.
She motions toward a brown, plain outfit, "This is our cheapest outfit at 5 silver. If you plan on staying in the arena, I don't suggest these. They will tear easily."
She motions toward an extravagantoutfit with puffy sleeves and trimmed with some brightly colored (fake) gems, "This here is a costume design. It's worth 5 gold and would be nice for the entertainer part of the arena's show."
"These clothes,"She says as she removes a sheet covering one of the mannequins, "Is my pride and joy. Worth 15 gold" This outfit is lavish silk cloth with gold trim and bright colors.
Lastly, she points to an outfit in the corner, "Those are your basic traveler's clothes. Probably your most sturdy option at 2 gold." This piece looks quite new with leather shoulder pads and a belt to hold potions.
Damaia asks, "Do you have anything that's purple and silk? Maybe has some golden designs on it? Fits the form a bit more closely rather than loose stringiness clothes like the common clothes and the travel gear?"
Damaia says, "I don't mean real gold. I meant something more like an embroidered design made with gold colored string. Silk would be nice though. How long do you think it'll take to make?"
Damaia fishes out 10 gold coins from her purse and says, "Will do. That will be fine." She then steps out of the shop. She decides to wander around and see what kind of place this... tent, is.
If you head down to the tent, you hear a roar of laughter from inside and as you enter, you see the same ticket booth with the same old woman, "1 gold per ticket." She tells you in her gravely voice.
The crowd seems to be clapping and hooting at something in the pit, but you can't really see from the entrance way. All you can see is dancing, colorful lights that seem to be lighting whatever is inside.
As you sit down, you see that a small gnome woman is standing on a middle platform while animal trainers seem to be doing tricks with elephants, tigers, bears, etc. The woman in the middle speaks, "Ladies and gentlemen are you ready for the time of your life?" You immediately recognize it as the same announcer that you hear during your matches.
She seems to be casting dancing lights around the room, making it light up with all different colors. She raises her hands and whispers something as a dragon above her head and the crowd seems to be enthralled by the performance.
All the sudden she Disguise self into a goblin and the crowd seems to gasp in horror. The dragon swipes down and "kills" the goblin. The woman gives the goblin a very dramatic death before returning to her normal form.
After the performance, Damaia shakes her head, wondering what it was that she just saw. She goes back to get some rest and hope that she doesn't die again next match (Thanks for updating me on the death rules. Though Damaia didn't take enough damage to die outright, instead of retconning, I'm going to RP it as Damaia thinking she died). She sits on her bed and writes in her "BOOK OF HORRIBLE SECRETS" again and then goes to bed.
As you enter, you see a stout dwarf peak his head out from behind a counter that's about the height of him, "Hello lad, what're you looking for?" Upon closer inspection, he seems to be sharpening a longsword with a whetstone behind the counter.
"Hey there! My...you're quite tall." Raza says, staring up at the Dwarf. "I'm as squishy as a badger on fire. Do you happen to have any armor around that wont dry out my pockets?" Raza pulls out 10 gold "Preferably something leather."
He furrows his brow, "No need to be rude now." He walks out from behind the counter and points to a row of mannequins, "The only thing we've got that you can use would be this studded leather. Sadly stuff like that's 45 gold. From the sound of it, you ain't got that much."
[OOC: I said "the only type you can use" because you're only proficient in light armor]
"Sorry, i meant no offense" Raza walks up and stands beside the dwarf, barely coming up to his shoulder. Inspecting the studded leather he puts a hand on his chin. "I see...I'll have to come back for one of these later. Thank you for your help, sir!"
He exits the shop and heads down to the General Store.
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(You only would have had two death saving throw fails because you were only hit once after going down. Whether it was a crit or not, it counts as 2)
As she enters the shop, a middle aged human woman is standing behind the counter, "Welcome Miss! What can I get for you?"
Damaia says, "Clothes. I want to buy some new clothes. My old one is beaten and bloodied?"
"Oh, that's a simple one." She smiles and leads you to a backroom, seems to be her sewing room. There are 4 mannequins in the room.
She motions toward a brown, plain outfit, "This is our cheapest outfit at 5 silver. If you plan on staying in the arena, I don't suggest these. They will tear easily."
She motions toward an extravagant outfit with puffy sleeves and trimmed with some brightly colored (fake) gems, "This here is a costume design. It's worth 5 gold and would be nice for the entertainer part of the arena's show."
"These clothes," She says as she removes a sheet covering one of the mannequins, "Is my pride and joy. Worth 15 gold" This outfit is lavish silk cloth with gold trim and bright colors.
Lastly, she points to an outfit in the corner, "Those are your basic traveler's clothes. Probably your most sturdy option at 2 gold." This piece looks quite new with leather shoulder pads and a belt to hold potions.
Damaia asks, "Do you have anything that's purple and silk? Maybe has some golden designs on it? Fits the form a bit more closely rather than loose stringiness clothes like the common clothes and the travel gear?"
She thinks," I could make something special for you, but if you're asking for gold and silk, it's gonna cost you around 20 gold."
Damaia says, "I don't mean real gold. I meant something more like an embroidered design made with gold colored string. Silk would be nice though. How long do you think it'll take to make?"
"Oh, Okay. For fake gold, I could go down to 13 gold and it would take me about a day. I'm not too busy, but it will some time."
(Just to let you know, you won't be in the next match, so you'll have your clothes before your next fight)
Damaia says, "Won't you be able to do it for less?"
Persuasion to reduce price: 18
(Despite that being a very weak argument lol)
"Well, I guess I could lower the price to 10 gold if you promise to come back and shop with us again, sweetie."
Damaia fishes out 10 gold coins from her purse and says, "Will do. That will be fine." She then steps out of the shop. She decides to wander around and see what kind of place this... tent, is.
If you head down to the tent, you hear a roar of laughter from inside and as you enter, you see the same ticket booth with the same old woman, "1 gold per ticket." She tells you in her gravely voice.
The crowd seems to be clapping and hooting at something in the pit, but you can't really see from the entrance way. All you can see is dancing, colorful lights that seem to be lighting whatever is inside.
Damaia thinks for a bit and hands the woman 1 gold to enter and see what's the commotion about.
As you sit down, you see that a small gnome woman is standing on a middle platform while animal trainers seem to be doing tricks with elephants, tigers, bears, etc. The woman in the middle speaks, "Ladies and gentlemen are you ready for the time of your life?" You immediately recognize it as the same announcer that you hear during your matches.
She seems to be casting dancing lights around the room, making it light up with all different colors. She raises her hands and whispers something as a dragon above her head and the crowd seems to be enthralled by the performance.
All the sudden she Disguise self into a goblin and the crowd seems to gasp in horror. The dragon swipes down and "kills" the goblin. The woman gives the goblin a very dramatic death before returning to her normal form.
The performance continues for about an hour.
After the performance, Damaia shakes her head, wondering what it was that she just saw. She goes back to get some rest and hope that she doesn't die again next match (Thanks for updating me on the death rules. Though Damaia didn't take enough damage to die outright, instead of retconning, I'm going to RP it as Damaia thinking she died). She sits on her bed and writes in her "BOOK OF HORRIBLE SECRETS" again and then goes to bed.
(That's fine.)
Raza groggily opens his eyes and stumbles onto his feet and stares longingly out the window. "I dreamt...that I was a badger."
After a minute, his eyes happen to fall onto the Brogan's Battle Gear sign and he makes his way into the shop.
As you enter, you see a stout dwarf peak his head out from behind a counter that's about the height of him, "Hello lad, what're you looking for?" Upon closer inspection, he seems to be sharpening a longsword with a whetstone behind the counter.
"Hey there! My...you're quite tall." Raza says, staring up at the Dwarf. "I'm as squishy as a badger on fire. Do you happen to have any armor around that wont dry out my pockets?" Raza pulls out 10 gold "Preferably something leather."
He furrows his brow, "No need to be rude now. " He walks out from behind the counter and points to a row of mannequins, "The only thing we've got that you can use would be this studded leather. Sadly stuff like that's 45 gold. From the sound of it, you ain't got that much."
[OOC: I said "the only type you can use" because you're only proficient in light armor]
"Sorry, i meant no offense" Raza walks up and stands beside the dwarf, barely coming up to his shoulder. Inspecting the studded leather he puts a hand on his chin. "I see...I'll have to come back for one of these later. Thank you for your help, sir!"
He exits the shop and heads down to the General Store.
((Sorry, posting from mobile and didnt see any font options))