Blood Scales Game

"Don't worry about it young one!" Smoke will say with a smile, patting Sayre on the head. "I can speak with you now while your friends look around... or perhaps we can speak once our business has concluded and your friends are finished shopping my wares"

"Maybe! Those others from last time were awful small. Especially the Kobold." He comments as he tugged at his bushy beard. "Oh. What do you have... oh..." Navek stares in honest awe for a moment at the club. It was hardly as big as finger, and yet that didn't matter at all. He reaches for it when offered, but hesitates a second later. "I... Sure kid. I... I don't know what to say." He says turning his hand over so the kid could drop the club in it. "Thank you. No, better yet. Tell me, what do you wanna be when you grow up? A blacksmith, maybe?" He asks, his tone suddenly shifting to the serious. 

"I want to be a big strong hero like you mister!" He will say jumping up an down excitedly... before pausing a moment. "Do you think I will ever get to be as big and strong as you!" A look of worry spreading across his face. "I sure hope so... Then I could help protect the town too... I... I am too small to help right now.... He will turn away from the Goliath and kick a few small pebbles on the ground..

(Oof)

Thimbol took the ring back and instead of placing it back in his pocket, he put it on his finger. "What? I do..." Glancing through the gems. "25g seems a bit steep, but I trust you. " Turning to a familiar voice the halfling tipped his top hat to  Sayre. "Able to find that feather? " he'd ask briefly as he gave the two their privacy. 

Navek smiles, but it is a pained one in a number of ways. He starts to answer when prompted, but seeing the worried look gave him pause. Soon after, but before boy can walk away, one of Navek's giant hands gently start mussing up the boy's hair. "Oi, now. Being too small and being able to protect the things you care to protect are two very different things." He pulls the hand away, and hopefully when the boy turns to him, he'd see Navek slide the club roughly into his belt. 

"Think carefully now. It doesn't have to be big thing! 'cause being able to fight is all well and good. But keeping spirits high? Now that's really something." He explains. "For example, You could also volunteer around town too. To help however you can. Now it may seem like boring or pointless work at first. But trust me when I say, it can be all that makes the difference."

Kip will look up to Navek with a big smile. "Thanks! If you ever need me to do anything you just ask OK! I have to go finish buying a few things for my mom from Gwen's OK, but if you need me you just ask, I live up over at the farm OK! See ya" The young boy will pick up his ball and run off towards the general store. As he runs off you notice that he appears to have a slight limp. As you watch him he turns and gives you a big final wave before disappearing around the corner.

(Is Thimbol wearing the boots he found in the chest? I know he is wearing the suit and cloak... I think that might be something you wanted to get looked at too that is not in the community pool of loot otherwise...)

Mo will walk over to Navek as the little boy heads off around the corner, "Making new friends eh?  Here!"  and Mo will hand over the third feather. "Scared it right out of an owl's butt!"

(It appears he may have scared something else out of the owls butt as well as he hands you the feather)

The limp catches Navek off guard for a second. But acting quickly as the boy turned for a final wave, Navek returned the gesture while calling out "Liv Maat! and good fortunes." The prayer hopefully heard, the boy at least would feel his pain ease from the Healing Word. With a slowly fading smile, Navek starts to close his eyes, only to reopen them and look to Mo. "That.... You never cease to amaze me, Mo." He says, grinning. He then carefully sets the bag in his lap, and starts brushing the bag with the feathers in one hand, and peering at it through the pearl in the other. Every now and then, he says some archaic phrase in giant.

Both pearl and item begin to glow softly for a brief moment whenever the ritual reaches its conclusion, then dim as new knowledge enters Navek's brain space.

"Yes. We can talk later," Sayre replies to Smoke. Walking up to Lora. "What do we need to get identified," she asks. 

(I have the boots on me. I wouldn't know to get them checked)

So when Navek casts the healing spell on the boy, Kip continues to wave and then takes off running very quickly. The limp is still there but it is obvious that whatever is wrong with his leg is not doing much to slow the boy down.

So as Navek looks through the pearl at the bag, all of its mystical properties become revealed.... he can also tell that the items within the bag are magical but cannot determine their properties unless they are removed from the bag.

It is a bag of holding

(Thimbol - that is true... I don't think anyone ever checked that stuff to see if it was magic... the suit and clothes just started working... OH WELL you wouldn't like to know what those boots do anyway.)

(😐)

"I think anything we found locked up, especially jewelry and equipment. I feel like Leadbelly had a taste for enchanted goods and we inherited them. Afterwards we divide them up and see who may best benefit. So we need to see what has magic in it, and then what kind. It won't be cheap but I will help as much as I can."

So as Thimbol starts to give Smoke and Sayre space to talk, he hears her till him that they can speak later. As Sayre turns to leave, Smoke will turn back towards the halfling. "25 gold is much cheaper than paying to have a curse removed" The trifling will say as he pulls out a platinum monocle that appears to be a dragon wrapped around an egg and places it in his eye. "So you wanted to find out about the magic gem correct? does that mean you already understand the properties of your suit, cloak, gloves, and shoes.... or are we going to be identifying multiple items..." a large smile spreading across his face.

"Mo... It... it..." Navek clears his throat, and sits up straighter. "Mo. Go into the shop. Tell the others our prayer's been answered. Tell them..." Navek eyes start darting around as he tried to puzzle out a time frame. "It will take me at least an hour, but I should know what the other things Leadbelly gifted us soon. So, tell them to... take their time. See what they might wanna trade once I'm done." He doesn't wait for an answer before taking out one item at a time, keeping them out only long enough for the ritual before putting them back inside. 

Thimbol looked momentarily confused as he looked himself over. Holding out his gloved hand, sticking out his booted foot... "I mean... I'll have to take your word for it, my friend. I don't have the eye for magical curios only something worth selling. "

(Is Thimbol going to have Smoke identify the items and keep it a secret? tell them afterwards? or have Navek do it?)