Now that Darkwing is checking, people's eyes seem slightly duller than expected, no reflecting images seen on the lenses. Everyone can see fine, but it is eerily strange not to see the slightest bit of a reflection in them.

Everyone appears to have a shadow still, a faint dark form on the ground seen thanks to the illuminated moss above the group.

"I have heard of there 'gods' before." The female deep gnome comments to Leojym. "A person you have not met, but gives you uncertain promises. Nothing to be trusted."

Mairshall shakes his head. "Your world seems very different to our own." He says. "If you wish to return, it is none of my business to try and stop you. Though be warned, there are dreadful spirits in this land. They took our son a few sleeps ago. He was who we were burying when we encountered the winged one."

Mara frowns as she thinks about, wondering if the strange mirror she had found stole her reflection some how. She knew that ancient magic could work in mysterious ways that even centuries old elves could not fathom. For now she would keep such thoughts go herself as other had gotten to this place differently then she had. She did frown and give the gnomes a sympathetic look as it was truly horrible to lose a child.

"I'm sorry for your loss. I al- I know it is hard." Sim said softly to the gnomes. His own loss was still fresh on his mind.

"He will become one with the deadwood." Mairshall says, before going quiet for a moment.

Killian, hearing them talk about their dead child, thinks of the ghost figure they had battled prior to meeting with them I wonder if that was their child

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"I have heard of there 'gods' before." The female deep gnome comments to Leojym. "A person you have not met, but gives you uncertain promises. Nothing to be trusted." 

Darnell thinks back to how he had seen his reflection in the pond. But that pond didn't have any magic, did it?

Killian Speaks up, "I for one am eager to get out of this place. I have a ship to find and a crew to get rid of. My baby shouldn't be traveling the seas without me. Marishall you say you can help us to the next path, it's two days travel. what supplies can you give us to aid in our journey onward?" Not wanting to think about not having a reflection or shadow or any of that nonsense, if there is a way out he is determined to find it.

Dark nods to Killian,  "No matter what ... I want to move on from this place. Thank you for your help but I think we should see how we fair beyond."

"Oh... oh my, uhm…. Fer what it's worth, ya folks... have my condolences." Rumble bows his head, and keeps it that way for awhile as thoughts circled back to the moment he finally complied to Dark's suggestion. Mustering his determination, Rumble sucks in a deep breathe, and straightens back out. "Not to beat what may be a dead horse. But, if there ain't nuthin' we can do ya fer ya after all yaw'll done fer us, might I beg the bigger favor, 'nd... well, ask bit about what me healthy to scavenge?" Rumble quickly throws up his hands in surrender. "N-now I know yaw'll mentioned not goin' past the point that we be fixin' to go. BUT! Onnn the off chance some of the stuff there is like here, it'd be a real boon to know that sorta stuff 'fore we go." 

Darnell agrees with Killian, right before Rumble speaks.

"I don't have big things to do like some of you, but I would like to get back to my home."

Mairshall sighs. "There is not much that we have, but if you require equipment to continue and maybe return to your homes you may have what we can spare."

The female deep gnome strides over to Mairshall. "Mairshall!" She starts, then continues in their tongue that is unknown to the others. They converse for a short moment before the female deep gnome walks off in a huff.

"Apologies for that outburst." Mairshall says after a moment of awkward quiet. "My partner disapproves of this decision, but it is my decision." He gets up and walks over to the tent, disappearing behind its flaps.

Maranby tnis point is feeling like if they keep asking the gnomes for supplies and the like they will overstay their welcome. She was very thankfuk that they had helped them so far but it was clear that the female deep gnome was getting fed up with her partners actions. It feels wrong to keep asking them for supplies like this.  I do not like it but we have little choice if we want to even have a chance of getting out of here. 

"No worries, even the waters in your home port can be rough sometimes" Killian said to Marishall after seeing his partner walk off clearly agitated. "Not looking to take everything you have, just only what you can spare would be most helpful."

After a few moments Mairshall returns with a tatty blanket bundling up some items. "This is what we have to spare." Mairshall tells the group, placing the bundle down in front of them. "It is yours to take with you."

• Inside the bundle there is:

  • The aforementioned blanket
  • A poor quality bone shortsword
  • A very poor quality suit of small leather armour
  • A poor quality wooden shield, that is buckler sized
  • A poor quality wooden [Tooltip Not Found] with 20 poor quality arrows
  • A very poor quality light hammer
  • A leather pouch
  • Two waterskins
  • A bottle, glass with some red liquid within it

   

Killian, Looks over the items and the quality of each, "Thank you this will do us fine for our journey ahead" He will also inspect the red liquid vial and see if he knows what it is. (OOC let me know what check to roll), 

Killian turns to the group to ask if no one objects to him taking the leather pouch for the 2 remaining beads. 

 Mara will grab one of the waterline to keep a hold of if no one objects to it, not seeing much else that seems like she would be able to make use of.

"Aye! Much appreciated Mister Marisha." Rumble states, giving a quick bow of the head. Then, its back to looking over the items. "Well, well, well! Guess we already know who this is goin' belong to." He states, flashing darnell a toothy grin while holding up the armor. And if no one objects, he tosses it over to the aforementioned halfling. The rest he leaves for the rest to sort out at their own pace. If he says anything more, it is only adjudicate when necessary, or back Leogym and Shadow in receiving the shield and bow (plus ammunition) respectively.  

Sim kept his distance from the supplies, taking a drink while the others sifted through the proffered items. 

I guess I could use a hammer, but it would feel wrong to use a tool of creation for destruction. I could stay here with the gnomes... but the others might need my help. Maybe if we get out I can come back for them and show them the rest of the world...

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Darnell fumbles the thrown armor. Picking it up, he nods, grinning at Rumble.

I'll put it to good use, he thinks.