Trimyrai: (to Reverie and Froskan) "Perhaps we could collectively own the items and just use them when needed, or we could sell the items and evenly divide the profits of the sales between us."

"Perhaps Jack could make use of the armor," Froskan says.

"I do agree with Froskan for that." Reverie chuckles.

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Trimyrai: (to Reverie and Froskan) "Perhaps we could collectively own the items and just use them when needed, or we could sell the items and evenly divide the profits of the sales between us."

 (OOC: Your group is cooperating, so I was guessing that was the arrangement. You guys are free to redistribute the items whenever you have some free time, or try to sell items you no longer have a use for. I just wanted to know who has possession for using an item, or if it is sitting in the bag of holding. )

Jack pulls out the Armor. "Heh. Really? It would look good on me." He then puts it back and rejoins the conversation when pirates come up. "Ye know, not all pirates are bad. And..... what kind of accident? There are creatures out there...."

At Jack's question, they shrug. "We weren't there." Two of them are looking at Jack and whispering to each other. Although they are trying to be discrete, Jack can hear one mention "morbid much", while the other included the words "conspiracy nut".

(OOC: I have added the gleaming breastplate to Jack's inventory, while Reverie gets the healing potion and the helm of comprehend languages. Those can be reassigned if you change your minds later.)

"Ye know, that's rude. I was just wanting to know. I might have to... LEAVE A BAD REVEIW SO THAT THIS PLACE LOSES BUISINESS!!!! Heh." Jack chuckles a bit, smiles, and walks back to the group.

Reverie shakes her head slightly, chuckles, and watches Jack joining the group on the table. She then looks down om the helm of the comprehend language. “We don’t know when we are going to use this item. But let us keep it for awhile.“

(Did we have a dinner or drinks while we are talking? I am just curious o.O)

Froskan looks at Reverie and shrugs.  "Who knows when it could be useful to be able to understand all languages.  Might as well wear it for now."

(did we get a short or a long rest?)

(The server brought your stew, bread, and beer earlier. That was when Reverie asked about the location of the Watchful Guild in this town. She spent two minutes talking to Handy, then returned to dinner.

After dinner, you can get a long rest. You can continue your discussion in the morning over breakfast, or let me know to skip to your mid-morning visit to the WG.)

Jack takes a sip of tea before moving back to the group. "conversation starter, ok? What's yer favorite magic spell?"

Trimyrai: (to the party) "It could be very useful. how is everyone enjoying their meal?" 

Trimyrai: (to Jack) "Out of the little magic that i know, my favorite is the spells i can use to enchant my arrows."

"I like spells that move opponents. I get up close to a creature, cast Dissonant Whispers, draw me sword, and, if all ye guys are around the creature, it runs, letting us chop it down in seconds. What about you, Froskan? And Reverie?"

"My favorite would have to be Prestidigitation," Froskan says, idly casting the spell on his mug of beer to chill it, getting it cold enough a bit of frost starts to form on the mug.  "There's just so much you can do with it."  He casts the spell again with a grin, turning Jack's cup bright pink.

Jack is startled by the pink tea, not having predistigitation, and thinks it's poisoned. "uh oh.. Froskan,is this you? I think someone poisoned me drink. Reverie, does this look poisoned to ye?"

Froskan laughs out loud.  "That was me.  I just changed the color, it's not poisoned."

Trimyrai chuckles at the conversation between Froskan and Jack

Reverie laughs a little as she watches the conversation between Jack and Froskan. ”My favourite spell would be Thunderous Smite. It could damage the enemy right away. And I never have seen linked poison.”

(I am going to advance the time to breakfast the next morning.)

After a pleasant dinner, your group heads to your rooms. A very restful night after your busy day that started with the dinosaur hunt. (I have clicked on the "Long Rest" of anyone that was still wounded.)

It is the morning of 25th of Autumn Thirdmoon, 212 ADC. You encounter the day manager, a halfling named "Gerdy". While Handy had a soft voice, Gerdy's voice is always a few decibels too loud. "Checkout is early afternoon, after lunch. Unless you want to pay another GP to hold onto your current rooms?"

She continues. "I've noticed that your clothes, common has seen some wear. Perhaps you want a little sturdier and stylish apparel, like clothes, traveler's? The Warhog has a partnership with the finest tailor shop in town. If you will be around another day, we can have your measurements taken after breakfast. The clothes would be fitted by tomorrow, for 2 GP."

As you are headed to dining room for breakfast, she adds some advice. (Strange how someone can be speaking softer, to not be overheard, yet still sound like they are shouting.) "Handy told me you are headed to the Watchful Guild later on. I know the coot who works there. Not a bad guy, means well, but he is a bit too... hmm... bureaucratic. Be in a good mood, because he will try your patience. If you snap at him, you won't get any useful service out of him. But if you are too soft, he'll be lazy, and again no useful service. Try to be nice, but keep pressure on him until he does what he is supposed to be doing."

(You have a chance for more discussion during breakfast, before heading to the WG office. If you decide to stay another day at the tavern and/or get a nicer set of clothes, mention it to Gerdy before you leave.)