The towering buildings are connected with dozens of bridges on various floors as the bustle of the busy city is everywhere. Stalls, carts, and vendors fill the streets, with propped up traders trying to sell their wares they have brought from the other nations. There is just about enough space to walk in pairs along the pathways between the stalls, as the cacophony of calls from traders to buy their wares. There are gaps between some of the stalls, but they only lead to either an intersection leading to more shops, or entrances to the buildings themselves, where the more permanent shops are located.
(Is there any sort of shop in particular you are after?)
Brazzak wanders with the others through the bustling market. As he does, he picks up on the recognisable CLANG noise of a hammer beating metal on an anvil. It rings above the general crowds and vendors, seeming to come from one floor up. Headed up by using one of the "jump pads" used to levitate from one floor to another, the sign "Dageer's Metallurgy & Artificing" points to one of the shop entrances.
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Johann is searching for a wand shop following along the way that Brazzak goes to find his smithing shop, he looks across the way to see a stall with a half-elven man making displays of basic spells (like prestidigitation) and on one of the boards, there appears to be several intricate wands strapped securely in place.
The clang noises get louder as they ring in the open room. The illumination of the hearth shows a red dragonborn, around 6'8'' and with strong muscles wearing a leather apron and cotton trousers is smacking his hammer against a glowing piece of molten metal, shaping it towards a keep edge. Brazzak can see a scar showing over the red dragonborn's right eye, but the rest of his scales glisten in the firelight. He doesn't look up initially, taking a few more blows to the metal, leaving it with a sharp sword edge as he dips it into a vat of oil, the future weapon hissing as it is submerged. The dragonborn then looks to Brazzak. "Well then, not everyday you meet one taller than me." He says with a gruff deep tone.
The red dragonborn smirks. "No, that won't be needed." Looking around the inside of the place, there are barrels to the side with various weapons inside and a couple of armour stands with scale armour designed for human-sized people. "So, what can we do for you guys?" The dragonborn says. "We're open for commissions if you need custom armour doing, and if you need enchantments doing, it'll be extra."
Wand Stall
"Step right up, step right up!" The half-elf calls out as Johann approaches the stall. "We have items found from the four corners, brought conveniently to you!" Once Johann steps up and enquires. "Oh, these?" He says, pulling the board forward to show the wands. "These were made by elven mages from over the sea. Ornate elm with arcane infusion to provide spells to those who need them. This one, for example." He points to one with a silver handle. "This one is a wand of magic missiles. This here could save your life on the dangerous roads with a spell that never misses, only three hundred gold, but for you my human friend I will happily sell this for two hundred and fifty gold."
"Hmm..."The red dragonborn looks over the greatsword. "If you needed something like that doing, it'd probably take about 3 days to do, since we've got openings right now." He points to the blade. "It'd need to stay here, obviously, and be about 200 gold. I could line it with silver for an extra fifty if you wanted."
Wand Stall
The pedlar probably has his own reasons, but he genuinely seems to be giving Johann a good deal. "If that's not to your liking, this one here is a wand of secrets." The half-elf gestures to one with a curved handle, giving it an almost ? shaped feel. "It could be yours for not three hundred, not two hundred, but one hundred and fifty gold!"
"Oh. Oh my. I'm afraid that's a bit more than I was expecting. Although I do like the idea of adding the silver. I guess I'll have to come back after I've done a bit more saving up."
The warrior sheathes his blade and turns, sheepishly, to leave the shop.
As brazzak starts to leave Warren pipes up, "how much for a couple of these. Preferably with sheaths" he is balancing two small daggers on their points, eyes looking over to the shopkeeper
Dar’quylin, who was admiring the work of the weaponsmith looking at the various swords that are displayed in the shop, notices that Brazzark is leaving the shop and he joins him, making a waving hand movement towards the weaponsmith
“Nice swords there!” He points to the ones he was admiring and follows his friend outside.
”Embebing magic into the steel is a taxating and expensive procedure. I hope to learn it myself someday “ he says casually
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Johann looks at the recently rested group and says, "Well if everyone's ready, let's get walking!"
“Let’s head on down to the market and do some quick shopping and then hitch a ride out to the farms.”
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The Merchants' District
The towering buildings are connected with dozens of bridges on various floors as the bustle of the busy city is everywhere. Stalls, carts, and vendors fill the streets, with propped up traders trying to sell their wares they have brought from the other nations. There is just about enough space to walk in pairs along the pathways between the stalls, as the cacophony of calls from traders to buy their wares. There are gaps between some of the stalls, but they only lead to either an intersection leading to more shops, or entrances to the buildings themselves, where the more permanent shops are located.
(Is there any sort of shop in particular you are after?)
Brazzak looks for a shop or smith selling simple enchanted weapons.*
(*meaning the enchantments are simple, not the weapons)
DCI: 3319125026
Johann looks for a shop selling magic wands or staffs.
Brazzak wanders with the others through the bustling market. As he does, he picks up on the recognisable CLANG noise of a hammer beating metal on an anvil. It rings above the general crowds and vendors, seeming to come from one floor up. Headed up by using one of the "jump pads" used to levitate from one floor to another, the sign "Dageer's Metallurgy & Artificing" points to one of the shop entrances.
Don't mind me... 90
Brazzak enters the shop.
"Hullo?"
DCI: 3319125026
Johann is searching for a wand shop following along the way that Brazzak goes to find his smithing shop, he looks across the way to see a stall with a half-elven man making displays of basic spells (like prestidigitation) and on one of the boards, there appears to be several intricate wands strapped securely in place.
Don't mind me, either. 27
Dageer's Metallurgy & Artificing
The clang noises get louder as they ring in the open room. The illumination of the hearth shows a red dragonborn, around 6'8'' and with strong muscles wearing a leather apron and cotton trousers is smacking his hammer against a glowing piece of molten metal, shaping it towards a keep edge. Brazzak can see a scar showing over the red dragonborn's right eye, but the rest of his scales glisten in the firelight. He doesn't look up initially, taking a few more blows to the metal, leaving it with a sharp sword edge as he dips it into a vat of oil, the future weapon hissing as it is submerged. The dragonborn then looks to Brazzak. "Well then, not everyday you meet one taller than me." He says with a gruff deep tone.
"I can hunch down a bit if't'll make ya feel better."
"I'm Brazzak Ginth."
DCI: 3319125026
Johann goes up to the half-elf and greets him. "Hello! Are those for sale?" he says pointing at the wands.
Warren is with Brazzak and will be puroosing the stock
The elf just follow Barazzak and the rest of the party.
“Well we are a bunch of tall guys, aren’t we? “ he says to the dragonborn smiling.
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Dageer's Metallurgy & Artificing
The red dragonborn smirks. "No, that won't be needed." Looking around the inside of the place, there are barrels to the side with various weapons inside and a couple of armour stands with scale armour designed for human-sized people. "So, what can we do for you guys?" The dragonborn says. "We're open for commissions if you need custom armour doing, and if you need enchantments doing, it'll be extra."
Wand Stall
"Step right up, step right up!" The half-elf calls out as Johann approaches the stall. "We have items found from the four corners, brought conveniently to you!" Once Johann steps up and enquires. "Oh, these?" He says, pulling the board forward to show the wands. "These were made by elven mages from over the sea. Ornate elm with arcane infusion to provide spells to those who need them. This one, for example." He points to one with a silver handle. "This one is a wand of magic missiles. This here could save your life on the dangerous roads with a spell that never misses, only three hundred gold, but for you my human friend I will happily sell this for two hundred and fifty gold."
(Is he trying to overcharge Johann?)
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"Well, I ran into a problem on a job where I needed both hands to hold my sword here..."
Brazzak unsheathes his Greatsword and holds it in front of him, point resting on the floor non-threateningly.
"But I also needed to have a torch so I had light to see. I was hopin' there might be a simple bit of magic that could solve the problem. Any ideas?"
DCI: 3319125026
Dageer's Metallurgy & Artificing
"Hmm..." The red dragonborn looks over the greatsword. "If you needed something like that doing, it'd probably take about 3 days to do, since we've got openings right now." He points to the blade. "It'd need to stay here, obviously, and be about 200 gold. I could line it with silver for an extra fifty if you wanted."
Wand Stall
The pedlar probably has his own reasons, but he genuinely seems to be giving Johann a good deal. "If that's not to your liking, this one here is a wand of secrets." The half-elf gestures to one with a curved handle, giving it an almost ? shaped feel. "It could be yours for not three hundred, not two hundred, but one hundred and fifty gold!"
"Oh. Oh my. I'm afraid that's a bit more than I was expecting. Although I do like the idea of adding the silver. I guess I'll have to come back after I've done a bit more saving up."
The warrior sheathes his blade and turns, sheepishly, to leave the shop.
"Thanks anyway."
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As brazzak starts to leave Warren pipes up, "how much for a couple of these. Preferably with sheaths" he is balancing two small daggers on their points, eyes looking over to the shopkeeper
Dar’quylin, who was admiring the work of the weaponsmith looking at the various swords that are displayed in the shop, notices that Brazzark is leaving the shop and he joins him, making a waving hand movement towards the weaponsmith
“Nice swords there!” He points to the ones he was admiring and follows his friend outside.
”Embebing magic into the steel is a taxating and expensive procedure. I hope to learn it myself someday “ he says casually
PbP Character: A few ;)