When Xanorin finally arrives at the tailor he walks in and sees the same individuals crowding the room. "Hello again, looks like warm clothes have become the hot commodity." He shivers deeply from the cold and partially stumbles over to a fur cloak. Whether through asking around or noticing a price sign, he pays the 9 ET.
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((In case a con check is required. Con = 15)) Shaking off the feeling in her hands, mumbling "I gotta be a little more careful around that one."
Looking up, she see Xanorin walking in, "Ah there is one the others. Kind sir, I think that you are one that Nebelun has called into my life.
Facing the four that are present, "Nebelun sent a messenger telling me that I was in the place I meant to be. There is no coincidence when the gods act in our lives. There is something wrong here, Nebelun has led me here and has led me to you. Please say that you will travel with me..."
"No coincidence indeed...although the intervention of gods into the mortal world isn't always for altruistic reasons." Those looking closely can see a faint shadow overcome the whites of his eyes for but a moment. He continues, "Nevertheless, it shouldn't be taken lightly. I will travel along with you, I figure we're here for similar purposes anyways."
When he hears the woman voice. then, looking at the gnome
Starting from now, shalL WE?
and said so, he puts on the new purchased clothes and dashes out without waiting to see if others join him, because he is very curious of knowing what is going on in the tropical freezing island
Tek looks arround so now that we have created this adventuring group, could someone like lend me some of em weird rocks they use as currency? I'll pay you back if you do, and i would just like to buy a warm cloak
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Excited to see that the rest of the group is on board, "Yes, yes, let's go!" As Gimble reaches the door, she remembers that she needed some supplies from the tailor.
Very quickly, Gimble will look for a pair of gloves and a cloak to purchase. The padding provided by the chain shirt provides some environmental protection. Gimble will also purchase a pair of pants. So far, she will owe 9 ET and 5RT. She will attempt to talk the price down as she is quite a bit smaller than the other races. Persuasion = 6. Please let me know if she was able to find gloves or not.
Fiddlesticks, the song lyrics aren't clearly heard since you didn't hear in from the beginning, but you make out part of it; "Every now and then I fall apart, and I need you now tonight, and I need you now more than ever, and if only you can hold me tight, we'll be holding on forever"
When you walk out the door, you see a woman with brown, curly hair, singing by the plaza's statue. She wears a beige parka with its hood down, making it hard to see what's underneath. She notices your group and immediately stops singing and approaches you "Good day, I'm Lia"
Stepping from the back of the group and bowing slightly, Xanorin says, “Good day ma’am, my name is Xanorin. I appreciate your singing, it brings warmth to the cold day.”
"Aw, thank you. Your so sweet" --brushes a strand of hair out of her eyes-- "So, I'm looking for help; I'm trying to get to the town on Erica Falls, but I can't get up there without being jumped by monsters, you know, zombies, weretigers, gnolls, and this blue dragon who rests there, no way past him. Do you think you can help me?"
“I don’t want to speak for the group—mostly because I don’t know them—but I’d be happy to help. If you don’t mind me asking, is fighting a dragon really worth getting to the town?”
"Well, it usually is asleep by this time, but there are so many bones there, I can't get by without accidentally stepping on one and somehow, that automatically wakes him up" she sounds frustrated
"Ooo, ooo, I have an idea around that. Using magics, we can create an area that will not emit sounds. I remember clerics doing that in my hometown. If Nebelun wishes, I may be able to attempt that for you." ((I will switch out zone of truth for silence))
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(hey cherry how many coins did i loose from leaving my pouch open?)
i am soup, with too many ideas (all of them very spicy) who has made sufficient homebrew material and character to last an thousand human lifetimes
When Xanorin finally arrives at the tailor he walks in and sees the same individuals crowding the room. "Hello again, looks like warm clothes have become the hot commodity." He shivers deeply from the cold and partially stumbles over to a fur cloak. Whether through asking around or noticing a price sign, he pays the 9 ET.
Nothing, every single coin is in its rightful spot
((In case a con check is required. Con = 15)) Shaking off the feeling in her hands, mumbling "I gotta be a little more careful around that one."
Looking up, she see Xanorin walking in, "Ah there is one the others. Kind sir, I think that you are one that Nebelun has called into my life.
Facing the four that are present, "Nebelun sent a messenger telling me that I was in the place I meant to be. There is no coincidence when the gods act in our lives. There is something wrong here, Nebelun has led me here and has led me to you. Please say that you will travel with me..."
"No coincidence indeed...although the intervention of gods into the mortal world isn't always for altruistic reasons." Those looking closely can see a faint shadow overcome the whites of his eyes for but a moment. He continues, "Nevertheless, it shouldn't be taken lightly. I will travel along with you, I figure we're here for similar purposes anyways."
While your group is discussing, you hear someone singing outside. Cyst, you recognize it as the same voice from earlier.
I am buying a Jacket, Cloak, and Pants for a total of 18RT
"Ribbit, what does anyone have to sing about in this cold weather?" Perception to see if I can hear the lyrics of the song 18
Cyst just nodded to the gnome:
yes, I agree, let's travel together
When he hears the woman voice. then, looking at the gnome
Starting from now, shalL WE?
and said so, he puts on the new purchased clothes and dashes out without waiting to see if others join him, because he is very curious of knowing what is going on in the tropical freezing island
Tek looks arround so now that we have created this adventuring group, could someone like lend me some of em weird rocks they use as currency? I'll pay you back if you do, and i would just like to buy a warm cloak
i am soup, with too many ideas (all of them very spicy) who has made sufficient homebrew material and character to last an thousand human lifetimes
Fiddlesticks will hand over 9RT to Tek. And then follows Cyst.
Tek goes and buys a cloak, then follows the grung becuase he has nothing better to do and he was also promised an sparring match
i am soup, with too many ideas (all of them very spicy) who has made sufficient homebrew material and character to last an thousand human lifetimes
Excited to see that the rest of the group is on board, "Yes, yes, let's go!" As Gimble reaches the door, she remembers that she needed some supplies from the tailor.
Very quickly, Gimble will look for a pair of gloves and a cloak to purchase. The padding provided by the chain shirt provides some environmental protection. Gimble will also purchase a pair of pants. So far, she will owe 9 ET and 5RT. She will attempt to talk the price down as she is quite a bit smaller than the other races. Persuasion = 6. Please let me know if she was able to find gloves or not.
Xanorin will follow as well, seeing as no one in the group is willing to carry a conversation.
Fiddlesticks, the song lyrics aren't clearly heard since you didn't hear in from the beginning, but you make out part of it; "Every now and then I fall apart,
and I need you now tonight,
and I need you now more than ever,
and if only you can hold me tight,
we'll be holding on forever"
When you walk out the door, you see a woman with brown, curly hair, singing by the plaza's statue. She wears a beige parka with its hood down, making it hard to see what's underneath. She notices your group and immediately stops singing and approaches you "Good day, I'm Lia"
Stepping from the back of the group and bowing slightly, Xanorin says, “Good day ma’am, my name is Xanorin. I appreciate your singing, it brings warmth to the cold day.”
"Aw, thank you. Your so sweet" --brushes a strand of hair out of her eyes-- "So, I'm looking for help; I'm trying to get to the town on Erica Falls, but I can't get up there without being jumped by monsters, you know, zombies, weretigers, gnolls, and this blue dragon who rests there, no way past him. Do you think you can help me?"
“I don’t want to speak for the group—mostly because I don’t know them—but I’d be happy to help. If you don’t mind me asking, is fighting a dragon really worth getting to the town?”
"Well, it usually is asleep by this time, but there are so many bones there, I can't get by without accidentally stepping on one and somehow, that automatically wakes him up" she sounds frustrated
"Ooo, ooo, I have an idea around that. Using magics, we can create an area that will not emit sounds. I remember clerics doing that in my hometown. If Nebelun wishes, I may be able to attempt that for you." ((I will switch out zone of truth for silence))