Thufir hands the man 3 silver and says, "Keep up the good work sir." and then looking at the map says to Fargen, "Good thinking, let's see if they will help our friend here and then deal with our shopping." The last word he says with a bit of a sigh.

Nobody smiled weakly and patted Thufir on the shoulder. "No need to be to glum. It's not as if we ourselves couldn't use a bit of a supply run ourselves. If not in Baldur, then at some point on the road I'm sure. And depending on how things go, we might even be able to improve our chances with things." He assured the dragonborn. "Now lead on my friend. For admittedly, even with a decent map in hand, I-I can't say I wouldn't get us turned around nonetheless."

With some investigating and some searching you find the temple you are looking for. You also find some shops along the way for the supplies.

The golden bearded dwarven cleric of the Moring lord gives you a look and gestures to the alms box. "What may I do for you my son. I am Father Godfrey"  

"Father," Thufir says, looking to the well dressed cleric, "We're looking for some help to remove a curse of some kind." and looking to the alms box adds, "And we know that some healing services do not come free. Have you any in your order who know much of curses? Specifically those that turn a person into something else."  

Although quick to point out shops to get their 'errands' out of the way, the same cannot be said for volunteering to carrying anything. But no shocker to anyone there given the wizard's lanky appearance. When at last they reach their destination Nobody tried to effect a proper greeting in line with the cleric's faith, along with a bow. 

Religion: 13. 
(If needed, as Nobody's understanding of most religion and religious practices is more academic than anything else)

"I-In particular, curses pertaining to or might strongly affect the fey would be appreciated. Th-though I understand that m-might be a bit outside the usual points of concern, I'm afraid we're, uhm... I-it never hurts to ask in case it matters." 

Fargen joins is the discourse with the dwarf. (3)

"Greetings, Father Godfrey.  We are in need of a cure for our friend here, whose been cursed to live as a stag.  How about an homage as fair recompense for such services- a golden symbol of the Morninglord?"

"A stag yew say? Agreed, but I suppose I should see this creature for myself." Godfrey replies

Fargen looks about and sees the large stag inadvertently out of the other dwarf's sight.  Fargen leans in, "I beg your pardon if our large friend was behind that wagon.  Surely, you can smell the prince."

The priest looks after you lead him out of the temple to the prince and after taking the holy symbol Fargen produced holding it out he chants some incantations familiar to Fargen who has not enough power, to cast yet. Soon the elf you knew in the forest stands before you naked. A few female gasps and giggles can be heard.

Although flustered as well, Nobody eventually thinks to shrug off his traveling cloak and at least present it to the elf. "H-Here. N-not to presumptious, but -- oh right, you don't understand right now. U-uh..." Assuming the elf hadn't already taken the cloak, the tiefling more promptly moved to do so with an apologetic smile, then turned to the priest. "I-I don't know what to say except, uhm... th-thank you, good sir! A-and, uh, would the church take a golden stag horn as a donation? I-If not, I believe we have a fair bit of coin as well, I think?" 

"It was only 90 dragons my son. Your friend Fargen as already paid." Bowing to the group, the prince gladly accepts the cloak and the father removes his robes revealing common clothes underneath and places it on Prince Tomaliy Silvennon giving him a more royal look. The dwarf whispers something to the elf

Prince Tomaliy Silvennon says to the group

"Many thanks heroes. I'll be heading back to reclaim my land one day." he gestures to the father "Till then I'll stay with the temple to get on my feet." 

They both head into the temple

(Give yourselves enough xp to level to 5)

Thufir smiles as he sees the prince walk off with the cleric, and says loud enough for the prince to hear, "I hope to find you again in your realm someday!" and then to the team, "ah, we've done one bit of good today. Now we must do some shopping. Though I hope also to enjoy the city a bit while we're here. When was the caravan planning to head off again?" Then, thinking to himself, says, "Ah, I think I saw a shop to get some barding as well. Let's hit there first."

Before they leave the temple, while the others finish their business, Thufir spends 10 minutes in contemplative silence, humming to himself a song that almost sounds like a dragon dreaming. As they then leave the temple, a beautiful midnight stallion with a light blue/yellow mane and tail to match Thufir's skin is standing at the entrance. With a smile Thufir approaches the horse, pats his head, says only, "Come along now," gently to it in Draconic, and begins to walk through the streets.

(OOC: Woot, woot~ Lvl 5!)

Although caught off guard in being able to understand the prince, understanding quickly dons on him after a quick glance at the dwarf. Nobody then formally bows to the prince and says prior to the duo's departure, "May Tymora bless you with much fortune in that endeavor." Afterwards he looks to Thufir with a small smirk and said, "I mean, I did point out a few of those shops along the way here. So, we could've gotten those out of the way already. But then again, none seemed interested, and I suppose that could be more an 'on the way out' sort of thing."

On that note and with little more tying him to the temple, Nobody just about readily departs before noticing Thufir lingering behind. In seeing the dragon take up some meditative state, the tiefling looks to the others and shrugs. "Guess he'll catch up, and we still need to off-load those horns anyhow." He said, and if others were in agreement, he'd even take point in backtracking to the closest shop they passed.

Initially, Nobody is all business about the matter. But once it came to speaking with the clerk, he couldn't help asking in uncertain tones, "Do you know of any shops that specializes in, uhm, scrolls or the sell of arcane implements and such? As well as another that might be interested in the purchase odd rare trinkets or oddities?" 

Godfrey points out some of the shops you ask about on your map, including a place you can get a fair price for the horns

You find a shop that deal with potions mostly

Healing potions

Healing Common 50 gp
Greater healing Uncommon 100 gp
Superior healing Rare 500 gp
Supreme healing Very rare 1350 gp

(more to come)

A wave of Moradin's favor washes over Fargen and he feels stronger in his resolve.  

Fargen turns to Godfrey, "Ah, now I see how you broke the curse.  I believe I could do the same in Moradin's name if asked.  Please, tell me where an honest dwarf might find a jeweler?  I seek components for the gift of clairvoyance."

Presumably if the 'fair' amount for the antlers meant walking away with enough for everyone to get 250 gp each, or close to that in any event, then Nobody certainly had no complaints to speak of. Those he held inside upon being able to find a more preferred shop to meet his more wizardly needs. And yet for all his private gripes the tiefling remained cordial and saw to purchasing at least three common potions out of his share, before seeking to regroup with others. 

Initially at father Godrey's church, as that had been the last palce he'd been with Thufir.

Godfrey points to several Jewelers and places to buy things you want including potions and magic Item, and spell components, and to sell your booty. 250 each sounds fine. Go ahead and buy what you wish within your recourses limit. 

Let me know what you buy by listing it in the OOC: Don't forget the supplies For the dwarf.

To determine the

List and Roll for the price of the Item in the OOC: Thread

As they shop, Thufir spots some shiny armor hidden away in the back of one of the shops, and asks the shop keeper how much it is. Surprised at the price, Thufir quickly agrees ((see OCC)) and spends the next few minutes putting it on. He also buys a saddle and saddlebags for his new steed, as well as some premium feed for him ((doubling the price on feed for the 'good stuff' :D )). He then says with a grin, looking at Nobody's now buldging pockets, "Perhaps you will share some of that? Though let's also pick up our 'shopping' for that cheap ass dwarf. I really can't wait until we can drop the presences of being simple paid guards... but we need to find more about the cult and their plans."

"I couldn't agree with you more, Thufir. On both accounts." Nobody grin falters almost as soon as he said the words. "N-not about the 'cheap ass' part, m-mind you." Corrected the flustered tiefling, before handing off the coin. "It would probably do us some good to get hold of a bag of holding as well. Someday, in any event. I might've tried to do so myself, but those potions just... they called for me so." He smiled sheepishly and tapped his fingers tips together. "Speaking of plans, I think I've figured out the formula for a spell I've been working on for some time now that should ease keeping an eye on them in the future." 

You guys let me know when you're done shopping and we'll move on.