New adventure

"I can use that scroll of revivify," Tyrus says. "It can only take effect within around a minute, so...yell loudly if you die, I suppose, and I can bring you back."

just coin for me 

Everyone has been able to take a full rest in Phandelver.  Add back one roll of hit dice to hp.

"Thagakh will use this dwarven axe if nobody minds."

Information about the Axe from earlier:  Beneath the coins is a rusty old battleaxe of dwarven manufacture. Runes in Dwarvish on the axe head read, “Hew,” and the rust is misleading. Hew is a +1 battleaxe that deals maximum damage when the wielder hits a plant creature or an object made of wood. The axe’s creator was a dwarf smith who feuded with the dryads of a forest where he cut firewood. Whoever carries the axe feels uneasy whenever he or she travels through a forest.

Boghadair hands out coins to everyone. "Here's the split boys. Everybody gets 64 gp, 41 ep, 116 sp, 129 cp. Johnson gets an extra copper piece cause he's so stylish.

And if nobody else objects, I'll take the last two dragon daggers. It's rare that I get up close, but when I do, I would prefer to have an ace up my sleeve. Or more specifically a couple of daggers up my sleeve."

Boghadair pauses a moment, and then continues "Who has healing potions? We have four to split up. I used my last one on one dwarf, so I would like to replace it. That leaves three for whomever doesn't have one yet. Sound off if you want anything specific from the rest of the pile."

Hit points added 7

I don’t have a healing potion but I have a healing spell. 

We should give Sildar his equipment and maybe that Mirna lady her necklace.  

There are several other interesting items but someone needs to check these items for magic.

The wine and Brandy sound like the start to a good party.

 I will take a black robe and I wonder about the sealed scroll.  The dragon parts are probably a Neverwinter project.

"Thagakh appreciates your counting of coins Boghadair."

The half-orc takes his share.

"Thagakh will also take a dragon robe, dragon mask to add on his collection of red robe and the bugbear's eyepatch from this adventure."

He puts it haphazardly inside his backpack.

"You should take the potion of flying Boghadair since its awesome to see a halfling that can fly. Ladies will love it."

Thagakh winks at the halfling.

"But before we go to the cave let me just say this out loud."

Thagakh borrows the four silver goblets, golden chalice, and pours the dwarven brandy, and the vintage bottle of wine.

"There is not enough cups, Thagakh will just drink at the bottle.

Anyway, this journey has been quite a long adventure.

We met at Neverwinter for an escort job, drove a wagon and lost Kelli, our only druid inside a goblin den, may his soul rest in peace, but we also found Sildar stripped naked without his things.

Then we came to this town and liberated them from the redbrands, where Thagakh found this fancy red robes and a big eyed monster hiding inside a cavern. That was a creepy monster but also delicious one. We also learned a bit about the lost mines.

Next, we travelled to Thundertree were we fought and ate a giant spider and a poisonous dragon. We met an old man that transformed into a squirrel that knows where we can find dwarf boss. Old Akaas and Droop left to find enlightenment, may their journey be fruitful. Also, a bunch of cultist where we found awesome daggers.

We also searched Cragmaw Castle, filled with goblins, bugbears, hobgoblins, and a really disturbing blue shapeshifting monster. We also rescued dwarf boss there."

The half-orc pauses for a second before he continues his talk.

"We may not all live after this. If what dwarf boss is true, enemies we will meet are strong. We're talking about a cave that has a magical forge that creates magical items.

Even though Thagakh knows not that much magic, Thagakh knows magical items are not easy to create. They will fight to death to get it.

So before we meet our untimely demise, let us toast for the times we shared and hope we live for the future."

Thagakh raises his bottle.

"FOR THE LARGE AMOUNT OF GOLD WAITING FOR US TO SPEND!"

He chugs the bottle of wine and takes a swig on the dwarven brandy.

Boghadair did you add the 25 gp from Gundren in your breakdown?

Everyone that takes only one cup of Brandy may also add 1 hp to their total.

OOC: Yes,  the 25 gp is included.   The math may seem creative,  but it's solid. 

"Thaggy, that was a wonderful toast,  my friend!" Boghadair says with a smile. 

for the large amount of gold waiting for us to spend

johnson kicks back his goblit of brandy, relizing too late that it was a very generous pour. his eyes water slightly but he manages to regain his composure.

after a minute, i’ll take one of the health potions. i hope not to need it for myself but the last one came in handy when that dragon went after Tyrus

also, i’d like to take the elf statue for my collection of artifacts if no one minds. i’m hoping to eventually be able to do more research and perhaps donate them to the museum in neverwinter.

Thagakh Hit dice roll: 9

Additional +1 HP from the toast

Arafiel sips the brandy watching tje group amusedly

After drinking some Brandy and thinking back on the recap of their adventures, Ian remembers the widow Mirna.  “Unless anyone objects, I am giving her back the emerald necklace.  I will look for Sildar on my way back and tell him we have his equipment..... I think we should head to the cave in the morning.”  He pauses to see if anyone disagrees and then heads out.   “ Maybe one of you can sell some of this gear?” To anyone listening.

Ian is easily recognizable to the townsfolk since he is more than 7 feet tall.  He can tell some major differences in Phandelver since the first time the group entered.  First, the town seems cleaner than when they last visited.  Shops are all open with even some new businesses.  Despite his huge size,  all citizens that he sees smile and say “good day”.  There also seems to be many more children than last time.  As he walks down the street to the woodcarver shop, Ian wonders if this could all be so positive or could it be the Brandy.  Immediately as he approaches the shop, Mirna’s son sees him and runs to tell his mother.  She greets his at the door with a basket of biscuits.  The son disappears into the back of the shop.  Ian brings Mirna to tears as he returns the family heirloom.  “Sir, you saved me and my children.  You should keep this.”  In the end she takes the gift and is very grateful.  She tells Ian we’re to find Sildar.  As Ian leaves to find Sildar, the boy sprints after him to give him a gift.  The boy has carved out of a local hardwood a special arrow.  The arrow has barbs that inflicts an extra d4 damage.  Clearly, the boy had worked on the arrow a long time to get it just right.

When Ian finds Sildar, he is very excited to hear that you rescued Gundren.  He is also happy about getting his equipment back.  He will meet you back at the Inn shortly.

"Alright, Thaggy, what do you say we head over to that Lionshield place with the nice woman, and try to sell the rest of this stuff? And if we can't sell it there, we'll check Barathan's and then the Miner's Exchange." Boghadair says.

"Thagakh likes your plan Boghadair but Thagakh will take the remaining two potions of healing that other don't want to carry.

Thagakh will also exchange his gold and silver coins for platinum ones. Thagakh's purse can't handle this much coin."

The half-orc shows his purse containing a whooping amount of more than 700 coins just from gold and silver pieces.

When Boghadair and Thagakh arrive at Lionshield Coster, they are greeted by Linene Graywind the owner. “Good day, where is my paladin Sir Tyrus?  Please tell me he is unharmed.  I see you have brought more arms for sell.  I will take a look but that seems like a rather large haul.  I may not have enough coin for it all.”

10 shortbows, 14 scimitar, 10 leather armor, 14 shields, 14 quivers of 20 arrows each, 4 chain mail (Hobgoblin ornamental), 8 longswords, 5 spears, 3 morningstars, 2 greatswords, 5 black leather armor.

”The value of all of this is about 1500 gp.  I can not afford more than 1200 at the moment.  Perhaps you should sell it in Neverwinter or some other large city.  I do have one special item I was saving for Sir Tyrus.  It has great value if you want to sell to me at my price.” She smiles and looks closer at the Hobgoblin armor.

"I am here, Linene." Tyrus leans in the doorway and brushes his hand through his hair, using the angle of the sunlight to glisten in his armor.

Arafiel stays at the inn  orders some wine and sits at a corner table studying his books and that undeciphirable scroll