Gialine gave a small nod of understanding to Gundren and polished off the last of her wine. Maybe it wasn't too bad to have such an odd mixture in this party as they could act as a distraction and let her slip out of the city unnoticed.
"What did you find?", she asks as she folds her arms onto the table and turns to sit properly.
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After hearing the description of the job and the question of any questions to be asked, Org goes through a series of about to ask a question then stopping himself. He decides just to eat a bit more.
"A chance to help my new friend and see more new things? And a secret at that? Sounds exciting. Let's go." Baeshra's excitement is very plain to see as he stands up and looks at the others expectantly.
Nibbling on a danish and tucking some cheese away for later, Helgrid stands, and between bites she absent-mindedly checks her gear. "I'm with the lizardman. Baeshra, was it? Let us begin - 'tis always better to begin Moradin's work in the morning, I feel."
Gundren bushy mustache and beard twitch in excitement. "Excellent! I'll find you at Barthen's Provisions. Sildar and I are leaving now, so we will see you in several days, I expect."
Gundren tosses everyone a nice leather coin purse.
After giving directions to Ecobann's Sundries, and providing a map to Phandalin, Gundren and Sildar take their leave. "Farewell for now lads and lassies. Hurry with my supplies!"
Gialine looks over to Helgrid and nods in agreement. "Quite." She gracefully pockets the small leather pouch and stands up from the table making her way to the door.
"The farm? No, I grew up in Neverwinter, near the Towers. This is a nice snack. I thought they were bringing in lunch? Guess we better find Ecobann's Sundries first and then grab some grub. What say you, Org?
As the group gathers its things and begins to exit the establishment, Helgrid studies the map to Phandalin. "You know, if we stay on the high road, and take that eastern trail before dropping down to Phandalin it looks like it's about a 75 mile trek. Normally, I have a few retainers to carry my gear for me, but seeing as there are quite a few of us with a lot to carry, we may want to consider buying a pack mule or something of the sort. I'm assuming that this wagon Uncle Gundren wants us to escort will be pretty fully loaded, and I don't want to try rearranging anything."
"We should check out the wagon first before worrying about it too much. There may be room for us and our supplies." Elia adjusts her cloak and slings her bag over her shoulder. "Let's go."
It takes a little over an hour, but you finally arrive at the southwest gate. Just before the gate itself is a large building, with a long line of various kinds of wagons along the side of it. The entryway is just an open frame, leading into a large warehouse filled with wood, canvas, tooling equipment and basic adventuring supplies. As you enter, there is a deskspace to the right of the entrance with an aging halfling man sitting behind it.
"Ecobann's Sundries, how can I help you all today?" The words come out lazily and slow from the halfling, who still had their nose buried in the paperwork on their desk.
Org shovels more food into his mouth as quickly as he can. He will stuff bread and cheese in his pockets as he gets up to follow the rest of the party.
Lyngheid surveyed the others as her cousin explained the trip and doled out payment, two elves, two orc, a reptile person, a servant of the Mothers Husband Moradin and the...human? who creeped her out a little. As someone who spent most of her time solely with dwarves and had only seen orcs before on the battlefield everything was very interesting.
" Helgrid! So yer from money then? Any marriage prospects on the horizon? Did my cousin state how we'd know which wagon was his? Theres a lot out there."
Baeshra looks curiously over the stacks of gear, interested to see what softskins need for traveling, "I could use a new dagger, I lost mine on the road some time ago. And we talked about a mule with a pack saddle and bridle to lead it, would anyone like to split the cost?"
(Ooc: At PHB prices, a mule with pack saddle, bit and bridle, and a week's worth of feed would run 15 gold, 3 silver and 5 copper. Doesn't really split 8 ways, but a little under 2 gold each and gives us, as a group, about 400 lbs of extra carry weight. I'm willing to chip in a couple gold for that, anyone else? Also, I am purchasing a single regular dagger, assuming 1 gold?)
Ecobann raises an eyebrow, slightly amused as he listens to them talk amongst each other. "A new dagger, you say, lizard one? I've got plenty of shiny daggers. And mules and carts!" Ecobann starts to rub his hands together, excited at the prospect of a business deal.
Baeshra looks curiously over the stacks of gear, interested to see what softskins need for traveling, "I could use a new dagger, I lost mine on the road some time ago. And we talked about a mule with a pack saddle and bridle to lead it, would anyone like to split the cost?"
(Ooc: At PHB prices, a mule with pack saddle, bit and bridle, and a week's worth of feed would run 15 gold, 3 silver and 5 copper. Doesn't really split 8 ways, but a little under 2 gold each and gives us, as a group, about 400 lbs of extra carry weight. I'm willing to chip in a couple gold for that, anyone else? Also, I am purchasing a single regular dagger, assuming 1 gold?)
Lyngheid pressed 10 gold into the lizard....man? woman?......she wasn't sure....hand, " Treat yerself, love."
Baeshra will smile down at Lyngheid, the intent of friendliness is clear but it is still a mouthful of teeth being bared at you and its clear its unfamiliar to him, "My thanks little one, good to know softskins know how to help whole tribe. Yes, one dagger, one mule with pack saddle and bit and bridle along with food for mule for one week. My new friends may need things as well. How much? If deal is good, perhaps purchase a herbalism kit as well."
(Ooc: Forgot a dagger was actually 2 gold. I'll add the mule and such onto my sheet unless someone else would prefer to track it. Unless the DM says otherwise, figure keep your stuff on your sheet, just change weight to 0 and note that its on the mule and let me know how much weigh each person is adding. Should be roughly 50 lbs available per person.)
Gialine gave a small nod of understanding to Gundren and polished off the last of her wine. Maybe it wasn't too bad to have such an odd mixture in this party as they could act as a distraction and let her slip out of the city unnoticed.
"What did you find?", she asks as she folds her arms onto the table and turns to sit properly.
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Org
Org eats.
After hearing the description of the job and the question of any questions to be asked, Org goes through a series of about to ask a question then stopping himself. He decides just to eat a bit more.
"Not here!" Gundren looks around furtively. "I'll show you in Phandalin."
"A chance to help my new friend and see more new things? And a secret at that? Sounds exciting. Let's go." Baeshra's excitement is very plain to see as he stands up and looks at the others expectantly.
Elia sits down and begins eating. "Where do we meet you after we deliver the supplies?"
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Nibbling on a danish and tucking some cheese away for later, Helgrid stands, and between bites she absent-mindedly checks her gear. "I'm with the lizardman. Baeshra, was it? Let us begin - 'tis always better to begin Moradin's work in the morning, I feel."
Gundren bushy mustache and beard twitch in excitement. "Excellent! I'll find you at Barthen's Provisions. Sildar and I are leaving now, so we will see you in several days, I expect."
Gundren tosses everyone a nice leather coin purse.
After giving directions to Ecobann's Sundries, and providing a map to Phandalin, Gundren and Sildar take their leave. "Farewell for now lads and lassies. Hurry with my supplies!"
OOC:
Your coin purses have 5 GP each in them.
Map to Phandalin:
Gialine looks over to Helgrid and nods in agreement. "Quite." She gracefully pockets the small leather pouch and stands up from the table making her way to the door.
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"The farm? No, I grew up in Neverwinter, near the Towers. This is a nice snack. I thought they were bringing in lunch? Guess we better find Ecobann's Sundries first and then grab some grub. What say you, Org?
I can carry another 15 pounds of gear...
As the group gathers its things and begins to exit the establishment, Helgrid studies the map to Phandalin. "You know, if we stay on the high road, and take that eastern trail before dropping down to Phandalin it looks like it's about a 75 mile trek. Normally, I have a few retainers to carry my gear for me, but seeing as there are quite a few of us with a lot to carry, we may want to consider buying a pack mule or something of the sort. I'm assuming that this wagon Uncle Gundren wants us to escort will be pretty fully loaded, and I don't want to try rearranging anything."
"We should check out the wagon first before worrying about it too much. There may be room for us and our supplies." Elia adjusts her cloak and slings her bag over her shoulder. "Let's go."
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It takes a little over an hour, but you finally arrive at the southwest gate. Just before the gate itself is a large building, with a long line of various kinds of wagons along the side of it. The entryway is just an open frame, leading into a large warehouse filled with wood, canvas, tooling equipment and basic adventuring supplies. As you enter, there is a deskspace to the right of the entrance with an aging halfling man sitting behind it.
"Ecobann's Sundries, how can I help you all today?" The words come out lazily and slow from the halfling, who still had their nose buried in the paperwork on their desk.
Gialine glides along the shelves looking at different pieces of equipment whilst waiting for the rest of the party to make their purchases.
Whistler - Lost Mines of Phandelver [Lvl 8 Barbarian] | Cinta Yuliani Lestari - My Island Home [Lvl 3 Fighter] | Shalana - Allansia Wildlands [Lvl 4 Monk] | Roger Durant - Storm King's Thunder [Lvl 8 Monster Hunter] | Rotthran - The Waterdeep Heist [Lvl 5 Thief]
Org
Org shovels more food into his mouth as quickly as he can. He will stuff bread and cheese in his pockets as he gets up to follow the rest of the party.
Lyngheid surveyed the others as her cousin explained the trip and doled out payment, two elves, two orc, a reptile person, a servant of the Mothers Husband Moradin and the...human? who creeped her out a little. As someone who spent most of her time solely with dwarves and had only seen orcs before on the battlefield everything was very interesting.
" Helgrid! So yer from money then? Any marriage prospects on the horizon? Did my cousin state how we'd know which wagon was his? Theres a lot out there."
Baeshra looks curiously over the stacks of gear, interested to see what softskins need for traveling, "I could use a new dagger, I lost mine on the road some time ago. And we talked about a mule with a pack saddle and bridle to lead it, would anyone like to split the cost?"
(Ooc: At PHB prices, a mule with pack saddle, bit and bridle, and a week's worth of feed would run 15 gold, 3 silver and 5 copper. Doesn't really split 8 ways, but a little under 2 gold each and gives us, as a group, about 400 lbs of extra carry weight. I'm willing to chip in a couple gold for that, anyone else? Also, I am purchasing a single regular dagger, assuming 1 gold?)
Ecobann raises an eyebrow, slightly amused as he listens to them talk amongst each other. "A new dagger, you say, lizard one? I've got plenty of shiny daggers. And mules and carts!" Ecobann starts to rub his hands together, excited at the prospect of a business deal.
Lyngheid pressed 10 gold into the lizard....man? woman?......she wasn't sure....hand, " Treat yerself, love."
" The Mother will provide for me."
Baeshra will smile down at Lyngheid, the intent of friendliness is clear but it is still a mouthful of teeth being bared at you and its clear its unfamiliar to him, "My thanks little one, good to know softskins know how to help whole tribe. Yes, one dagger, one mule with pack saddle and bit and bridle along with food for mule for one week. My new friends may need things as well. How much? If deal is good, perhaps purchase a herbalism kit as well."
(Ooc: Forgot a dagger was actually 2 gold. I'll add the mule and such onto my sheet unless someone else would prefer to track it. Unless the DM says otherwise, figure keep your stuff on your sheet, just change weight to 0 and note that its on the mule and let me know how much weigh each person is adding. Should be roughly 50 lbs available per person.)