Kreek: " Yes! Alright. Seeing as you are here, how much would you pay for the lot...wagon and nag included.......no, that's not right......uh, 500 gold for the lot! Do we haggle now?"
Enwynn looks doubtful for a moment, then nods and says "You have certainly learned the basics of being a merchant by the sound of it, Mr Kreek. I might be in the market for a consignment of assorted unknown goods, yes indeed, but the question is, how would I carry it with me?"
Her concerned expression is lightened by a gentle smile as she asks "Would you consider including delivery to a specified location in the fee? I am glad that you intend to keep the wagon and ah, horse. It is a long way to walk, and the roads are often dangerous. That 'Nag' may be all that stands between you and death by banditry..." as she looks to the horse in question.
OOC: Does the horse look well cared for?
Herman: "And Enwyn, I guess this is your area of expertise, feydom and whatnot, come over."
Enwynn looks apologetic and offers politely"Excuse me a moment, Mr Kreek. Never fear, I will return to discuss the matter with you shortly."
The elf walks to the wagon and asks "What's the issue, Gentlemen? Is the wagon unrepairable? What Fey?" as she looks to Herman and Banzo in some puzzlement.
Her bewildered expression remains as she listens to Banzo relate the tales before her time of the Heroes Of Chalice, but quickly becomes one of surprise, then understanding as she says quietly "Ah, I see. Those are the Fey you were talking about." when the Honorable Gentlemen of the Red Kerchiefed Turnip make their appearance known.
Enwynn bows politely to the five small Fey and remains calm as she attempts to recall any further details of the mannerly way to address Leprechauns.
OOC: Arcana check on the lore of Leprechauns and how not to annoy them by accident, total of 22.
( The horse is quite elderly but seems moderately well cared for. Ennwyns recollection is to not ask them about their gold and try to keep lies to a bare minimum.)
"Greetings friends," Tzedaka says to them as she floats closer. "I am Justice, a daughter of Libra."
The leprechauns eye Tzedaka dubiously, " Celestial folks shouldn't be here.....why don't you run off back to cloud land?", grumbled the one with the bushiest eyebrows.
"One could also ask what has drawn the lot of you here, surely one would suffice if it was to play pranks on a lone traveler?"
Banzo looks around at Tzedaka and then glances at the others before returning his attention back to the leprechauns.
"Maybe we could be of help?"
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
"One could also ask what has drawn the lot of you here, surely one would suffice if it was to play pranks on a lone traveler?"
Banzo looks around at Tzedaka and then glances at the others before returning his attention back to the leprechauns.
"Maybe we could be of help?"
Five sets of eyes narrowed, " What do ye know? Hmm? Somebodies talking out o' turn...."
" Ah, yer right. We've been temporarily displaced one might say.....used to live in an old barrow just outside Mirewater and go into town to play japes on the grumpy buggers. But something stirred up the dead and they booted us from our digs......even took our gold the thieving bones did. So we figured we'd go with this idiot and take the gold once he'd sold this lot......but I dinnae think he's gonna get much for it..."
"Is dee king of Mirewater still Rancibrawn?" The angelic woman asks. "Dee dwarves of Mirewater have been in conflict with dose of Stonebrige for many years."
In Sylvan: "When you say, stirred up the dead, what do you mean?"
"Is dee king of Mirewater still Rancibrawn?" The angelic woman asks. "Dee dwarves of Mirewater have been in conflict with dose of Stonebrige for many years."
In Sylvan: "When you say, stirred up the dead, what do you mean?"
" Dunno....never bothered to learn it. Could be his name, never bothered to learn it."
" Dead folks, they all woke up didn't they.......normally that dwarf priest fella comes and throws some holy water on the mound and keeps em quiet but round the time that human moron left all the dwarves did too.......so we got going as well.....and it was either this cart or go with the dwarves and as they were headed off to war, we chose the kid."
"The dwarves were heading off to war? What war? Which way were they going?"
Banzo's tone changes and becomes very serious and concerned.
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
Banzo helps get the wagon back righted and back on the road now that the wheel has been fixed.
"And where... Oh Yes, Stonebridge you said?" Banzo is visibly thrown by the talk of war breaking out so near.
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
(@Tzedaka eep!)
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Kreek: " Yes! Alright. Seeing as you are here, how much would you pay for the lot...wagon and nag included.......no, that's not right......uh, 500 gold for the lot! Do we haggle now?"
Enwynn looks doubtful for a moment, then nods and says "You have certainly learned the basics of being a merchant by the sound of it, Mr Kreek. I might be in the market for a consignment of assorted unknown goods, yes indeed, but the question is, how would I carry it with me?"
Her concerned expression is lightened by a gentle smile as she asks "Would you consider including delivery to a specified location in the fee? I am glad that you intend to keep the wagon and ah, horse. It is a long way to walk, and the roads are often dangerous. That 'Nag' may be all that stands between you and death by banditry..." as she looks to the horse in question.
OOC: Does the horse look well cared for?
Herman: "And Enwyn, I guess this is your area of expertise, feydom and whatnot, come over."
Enwynn looks apologetic and offers politely "Excuse me a moment, Mr Kreek. Never fear, I will return to discuss the matter with you shortly."
The elf walks to the wagon and asks "What's the issue, Gentlemen? Is the wagon unrepairable? What Fey?" as she looks to Herman and Banzo in some puzzlement.
Her bewildered expression remains as she listens to Banzo relate the tales before her time of the Heroes Of Chalice, but quickly becomes one of surprise, then understanding as she says quietly "Ah, I see. Those are the Fey you were talking about." when the Honorable Gentlemen of the Red Kerchiefed Turnip make their appearance known.
Enwynn bows politely to the five small Fey and remains calm as she attempts to recall any further details of the mannerly way to address Leprechauns.
OOC: Arcana check on the lore of Leprechauns and how not to annoy them by accident, total of 22.
( The horse is quite elderly but seems moderately well cared for. Ennwyns recollection is to not ask them about their gold and try to keep lies to a bare minimum.)
"Greetings friends," Tzedaka says to them as she floats closer. "I am Justice, a daughter of Libra."
Kreek at this moment notices the five Leprechauns and shrieks and hides behind the wagon.
The leprechauns eye Tzedaka dubiously, " Celestial folks shouldn't be here.....why don't you run off back to cloud land?", grumbled the one with the bushiest eyebrows.
"One could also ask what has drawn the lot of you here, surely one would suffice if it was to play pranks on a lone traveler?"
Banzo looks around at Tzedaka and then glances at the others before returning his attention back to the leprechauns.
"Maybe we could be of help?"
Tzedaka smiles at them in agreement. "Yes, but de actions and interference from dose below have caused the need for balance," she says obtusely.
Five sets of eyes narrowed, " What do ye know? Hmm? Somebodies talking out o' turn...."
" Ah, yer right. We've been temporarily displaced one might say.....used to live in an old barrow just outside Mirewater and go into town to play japes on the grumpy buggers. But something stirred up the dead and they booted us from our digs......even took our gold the thieving bones did. So we figured we'd go with this idiot and take the gold once he'd sold this lot......but I dinnae think he's gonna get much for it..."
" Oh, Aye? Well they're nae welcome either!", they muttered grumpily.
"Is dee king of Mirewater still Rancibrawn?" The angelic woman asks. "Dee dwarves of Mirewater have been in conflict with dose of Stonebrige for many years."
In Sylvan: "When you say, stirred up the dead, what do you mean?"
" Dunno....never bothered to learn it. Could be his name, never bothered to learn it."
" Dead folks, they all woke up didn't they.......normally that dwarf priest fella comes and throws some holy water on the mound and keeps em quiet but round the time that human moron left all the dwarves did too.......so we got going as well.....and it was either this cart or go with the dwarves and as they were headed off to war, we chose the kid."
Tzedaka looks at the group, “Vee must go to Stonebridge and discover vhat is happening quickly!”
"The dwarves were heading off to war? What war? Which way were they going?"
Banzo's tone changes and becomes very serious and concerned.
Herman, puzzled, nods
yes, we must really look into that...fey friends, I think the fun now is spoiled, can you fix the cart, please?
" Don't know.....something about a mountain....they were headed to Stonebridge last we saw..."
" Huh? Oh, Aye."
The stockiest waved his hand and the wheel was once again whole.
"Thank you very much, what will you do now? Get back to your realm?"
" Mayhaps, mayhaps........though we might go see this city thing the young idiot keeps on about....might be fun."
Kreek pokes his head out from behind the wagon, " Ok....then...."
He looked up from his crouch, " So where did you want your stuff delivered to and can i have my money now?"
"We should investigate this talk of war!"
Banzo helps get the wagon back righted and back on the road now that the wheel has been fixed.
"And where... Oh Yes, Stonebridge you said?" Banzo is visibly thrown by the talk of war breaking out so near.
Tzedaka will wait patiently for the group.