Errona walks in then turns around and looks back outside. She comes back inside and says "No donkeys? What kind of place is this... Well it will suffice for the night I suppose."
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The adventurers accept Lumen's gracious offer of shelter. After another night together under the same roof, the four feel as if they are becoming closer than ever.
15
At daylight, the party makes their way back to Bryn Shander. While it is a long walk through the snow, they make it without incident. They are able to make it to the tavern they visited previously just past noon. Hlin Trollbane is sitting inconspicuously in the corner, ale in hand.
"PPPPPFFFFFFFTTTTTTT!!!" Hlin spits her beer in a spray directly in front of her, soiling a23. "Lad, when I said tah prove yer deed, I wasn't expectin' fer you to go this far!" She regains her composure after a moment. "But a promise is a promise." Removing a sack from her pocket, she lays it on the table in front of Roc.
100 gold pieces /4 = 25 gp each.
Several options lay before the adventurers:
Will Lumen invite his new allies to his humble abode?
Is there a need to visit a shop?
Will the bard's invitation at the White Lady Inn be ignored?
While Sephek has been taken care of, the traveling caravan is still in shady business.
Roc's donkey farm in Targos begs to be visited! How does such such an arrangement bode for Errona?
Hlin Trollbane awaits the adventurer's news regarding Sephek.
Wanting to avoid crimes of public indecency, Hlin produces another sack in order to hide Sephek's head.
Noticing the commotion, some dwarves approach the table. "These are the ones, right Hlin?"
Three stocky figures bundled in cold weather garb stumble toward you. They have snowshoes slung over their backs and ice picks fastened to their belts, and two of them have thick beards. The third holds up a gloved hand and says, through a thick wool scarf in a raspy voice, "Well met! I'm Hruna, and these are my friends, Korux and Storn. We need help, and you look capable."
a23 greets the dwarfs with all the enthusiasm a robot programed for war can conjure.
*bzzzt*wzzzzt*
”hello “3 male dwarfs” Hruna, Korux, and Storn. my companions and myself have recently arrived from eastheaven and have few obligations at the moment.”
he sloshes cold ale against his face.
”perhaps we may be able to assist you. have a seat and warm up abit.”
Roc eyes go wide at A23 proclaiming the Dwarves are male as he knows some females have beards. He places the empty chest back in his sack with a mental note to give it a good cleaning later.
The dwarves look at a23 curiously, before replying:
"We're the survivors of a group of dwarves tasked with delivering a sled of iron ingots to Bryn Shander. A yeti surprised us and killed a member of our group. The rest of us fled as the yeti tore Oobok limb from limb. Now we need someone to go back and get the sled for us. As payment, we offer each of you a gemstone worth fifty gold pieces. The friendship of the dwarves of Icewind Dale can also be a boon in these harsh times. You'll need snowshoes to make the trip in good time."
Seeing that the robot is interested, but will take more prodding to convince, the apparent leader of the trio lowers its hood. This reveals that, while her voice is raspy, Hruna is indeed a female dwarf. "Can we get some ale over here?" she projects loudly to a server. As she turns her head to do so, a23 and Roc notice that Hruna has lost her right ear. Seeing them staring she states: "Ah this? Frostbite. You'll definiteleh need some warm clothes and beh prepared for possible blizzards. And like I said before, snowshoes." The two remaining dwarves remain silent for now, but sit down to wait for ale as well. "If yeh agree to help us, we can lead you. It's on the way to Kelvin's Cairn."
" Terrible luck running into a beast like that. We might be able to do something." Lumen takes a sip of the ale as it arrives." Where did this trouble befall you?"
Errona seems distracted by her current drawing but hears the group seemingly commit to another job, she perks up and holds up the piece of paper saying "But... But what about...
Errona's face slowly turns into a frown as she crumbles up the piece of paper and throws it to the ground.. "Never what Errona wants to do...."
The dwarves perp up, noticing that their plight is getting more attention. "As I had mentioned to my mechanical acquaintance here, we were ambushed between Bryn Shander and Kelvin's Cairn. Our sled was left there and we must retrieve it. Our livelihoods depend on it!"
Map:
The group makes their way to a local shop.
Blackiron Blades Smithy and outfitter
This combination shop and smithy stands just north of the main square. Garn the Hammer manufactures the cheapest blades in Ten-Towns, while his sister Elza sells adventuring supplies - including rations, cold weather gear, ice picks, and snowshoes - to fortune-seekers. Most of the veteran sellswords in Ten-Towns disdain Garn's smithcraft, due to the uninspiring quality of his work. Jokes told about hapless newcomers to Icewind Dale often end with the line "an' 'e was carrying a Blackiron blade, to boot!"
Cold weather clothing - 10 gp (owned)
Crampons (2) - 2 gp A crampon is a metal plate with spikes that is strapped to the sole of a boot. A creature wearing crampons can't fall prone while moving across slippery ice.
Snowshoes - 2gp Snowshoes reduce the likelihood of their wearer getting stuck in the deep snow.
”how hospitable of you, lumen”
a23 sits awkwardly on a chair, possibly trying to imitate a casually lounging man he had once seen
“comfy”
Errona walks in then turns around and looks back outside. She comes back inside and says "No donkeys? What kind of place is this... Well it will suffice for the night I suppose."
" I have local friend that keeps an eye on it for me when I'm out. For the most part, I've never really left town till I found you three."
The adventurers accept Lumen's gracious offer of shelter. After another night together under the same roof, the four feel as if they are becoming closer than ever.
15
At daylight, the party makes their way back to Bryn Shander. While it is a long walk through the snow, they make it without incident. They are able to make it to the tavern they visited previously just past noon. Hlin Trollbane is sitting inconspicuously in the corner, ale in hand.
Roc smiles as he is happy to rid himself of the extra weight he has been carrying.
Roc sits down next to Hlin and puts the chest down hidden between him a Hlin.
Roc taps the chest on the top.
"As you requested."
Roc smiles.
"Chest not included."
Roc opens the chest to reveal the head.
"PPPPPFFFFFFFTTTTTTT!!!" Hlin spits her beer in a spray directly in front of her, soiling a23. "Lad, when I said tah prove yer deed, I wasn't expectin' fer you to go this far!" She regains her composure after a moment. "But a promise is a promise." Removing a sack from her pocket, she lays it on the table in front of Roc.
100 gold pieces /4 = 25 gp each.
Several options lay before the adventurers:
Will Lumen invite his new allies to his humble abode?Will the bard's invitation at the White Lady Inn be ignored?Hlin Trollbane awaits the adventurer's news regarding Sephek.Roc looks down at the head and then back up to her.
"Well... Do you want the head for a keepsake? It's not really my style. Too much hair."
Roc takes the sack of coins.
"Gather round folks."
Roc gives everyone their 25 gp.
Wanting to avoid crimes of public indecency, Hlin produces another sack in order to hide Sephek's head.
Noticing the commotion, some dwarves approach the table. "These are the ones, right Hlin?"
a23 greets the dwarfs with all the enthusiasm a robot programed for war can conjure.
*bzzzt*wzzzzt*
”hello “3 male dwarfs” Hruna, Korux, and Storn. my companions and myself have recently arrived from eastheaven and have few obligations at the moment.”
he sloshes cold ale against his face.
”perhaps we may be able to assist you. have a seat and warm up abit.”
Roc eyes go wide at A23 proclaiming the Dwarves are male as he knows some females have beards. He places the empty chest back in his sack with a mental note to give it a good cleaning later.
The dwarves look at a23 curiously, before replying:
a23 pauses momentarily to recall any information in his database for “yeti”
“I am unfamiliar with the beast called “yeti”. are there many that inhabit this area? and what precautions do you recommend?”
Seeing that the robot is interested, but will take more prodding to convince, the apparent leader of the trio lowers its hood. This reveals that, while her voice is raspy, Hruna is indeed a female dwarf. "Can we get some ale over here?" she projects loudly to a server. As she turns her head to do so, a23 and Roc notice that Hruna has lost her right ear. Seeing them staring she states: "Ah this? Frostbite. You'll definiteleh need some warm clothes and beh prepared for possible blizzards. And like I said before, snowshoes." The two remaining dwarves remain silent for now, but sit down to wait for ale as well. "If yeh agree to help us, we can lead you. It's on the way to Kelvin's Cairn."
Errona sits down in ear shot of the conversation then pulls out a piece of paper and starts doodling while she listens to dwarves and a23 talk..
a23 turns to eronna and roc, delighted by the prospect of obtaining new “snow shoes”.
”do you know of an establishment in the vicinity which we may purchase “snowshoes”.
" Terrible luck running into a beast like that. We might be able to do something." Lumen takes a sip of the ale as it arrives." Where did this trouble befall you?"
Errona seems distracted by her current drawing but hears the group seemingly commit to another job, she perks up and holds up the piece of paper saying "But... But what about...
Errona's face slowly turns into a frown as she crumbles up the piece of paper and throws it to the ground.. "Never what Errona wants to do...."
" Oh, we'll take care of that as well Erona. He was much larger than that though. Or do you just like to draw yourself a little more imposing?"
The dwarves perp up, noticing that their plight is getting more attention. "As I had mentioned to my mechanical acquaintance here, we were ambushed between Bryn Shander and Kelvin's Cairn. Our sled was left there and we must retrieve it. Our livelihoods depend on it!"
Map:
The group makes their way to a local shop.
Blackiron Blades
Smithy and outfitter
Cold weather clothing - 10 gp (owned)
Crampons (2) - 2 gp
A crampon is a metal plate with spikes that is strapped to the sole of a boot. A creature wearing crampons can't fall prone while moving across slippery ice.
Snowshoes - 2gp
Snowshoes reduce the likelihood of their wearer getting stuck in the deep snow.
Potion of Healing - 50 gp
Errona will spend 52 of her 55 gp to buy snow shoes and the Potion of healing.