Narath nods and says, "Dragons huh? Hopefully we don't run into many of those. Tyr guides my sword arm, but I doubt I could take a real dragon if push came to shove." He turns back to Runara, "Do any of these Kobolds sell or repair weapons and armour, i'd love to visit them if so."
“I am truly sorry. I have not the power to promise anything but I swear as a cleric of Corellon Larethian that I will do everything in my power to help this place find peace once more.”
Elle will stay at the temple and pray. He will return to the group when the sun starts to set.
Zooke finds a space to bunk, placing what little gear he has there. Returning outside he sets overlooking the ocean making small talk with the curious kobolds.
Narath thought to invite Zooke to the shop with him, but seeing the other Goliath deep in observation of the Kobolds, knowing more than anyone the need for alone time as a Goliath. He goes to Squeek's shop on his own. What does he notice about the workshop when he gets closer.
Narath will approach smiling, “Greetings! My name is Narath, I was hoping to see some fine weapons and armour. Do you have anything that fits that description?” He looks uncertainly at the beat up weapons on the rack and makeshift wind chimes.
Narath looks at his gear, fine as it is. "I suppose at this point the only thing i'm looking for is some magic weaponry, unless you have some better armour than Chainmail."
Narath stands, mouth agape, “H-h-how did you come to acquire such a weapon? Is it for sale? C-can I buy it?” Obviously Narath is completely taken aback.
Zooke spends time with the kobolds, answering questions, telling them stories of his time at sea, and teaching them a couple of PG sea chanty's. Eventually his stomach will growl, loudly, and he'll ask if they have a galley or some place to get some food.
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Narath nods and says, "Dragons huh? Hopefully we don't run into many of those. Tyr guides my sword arm, but I doubt I could take a real dragon if push came to shove." He turns back to Runara, "Do any of these Kobolds sell or repair weapons and armour, i'd love to visit them if so."
(Still around, I just think Jodhr would just be relaxing in an alcove)
Elle looks very solemn at that moment.
“I am truly sorry. I have not the power to promise anything but I swear as a cleric of Corellon Larethian that I will do everything in my power to help this place find peace once more.”
Elle will stay at the temple and pray. He will return to the group when the sun starts to set.
Zooke finds a space to bunk, placing what little gear he has there. Returning outside he sets overlooking the ocean making small talk with the curious kobolds.
Narath thought to invite Zooke to the shop with him, but seeing the other Goliath deep in observation of the Kobolds, knowing more than anyone the need for alone time as a Goliath. He goes to Squeek's shop on his own. What does he notice about the workshop when he gets closer.
Narath will approach smiling, “Greetings! My name is Narath, I was hoping to see some fine weapons and armour. Do you have anything that fits that description?” He looks uncertainly at the beat up weapons on the rack and makeshift wind chimes.
Narath looks at his gear, fine as it is. "I suppose at this point the only thing i'm looking for is some magic weaponry, unless you have some better armour than Chainmail."
Narath stands, mouth agape, “H-h-how did you come to acquire such a weapon? Is it for sale? C-can I buy it?” Obviously Narath is completely taken aback.
Images of Sir Aldric Vael battling a dragon flash in Narath's mind, and his eyes start to water. "So... could I buy it?"
Narath is basically salivating now, "And how much do you want for it?"
Zooke spends time with the kobolds, answering questions, telling them stories of his time at sea, and teaching them a couple of PG sea chanty's. Eventually his stomach will growl, loudly, and he'll ask if they have a galley or some place to get some food.