Homebrew: Totem of Carrowkeel

Darik will approach and wait for his them to finish.

Darik: The woman sees you lingering and smiles but then disappears inside the caravan with one of the woman whom she was speaking to. The half-elven man you see exchanges coins with another couple as well as a pouch of something. They quickly move away while the half-elven man who looks to you with a quizzical expression. "How can I help you...sir," he then asks looking at you curiously now.

"Ah, Brida there you are. Aldaryn has been out here waiting for you forever. I finally convinced him to get some food. I suggest you go see him he was worried about you. I'm too worried. Is everything going to be okay with your mom."

Saarebas: "They are keeping her here," Brida began, "holding her here," she corrects herself her tone sorrowful. "I...I should find Aldaryn," she then say her tone softer, less sad. "We will return to Carrowkeel in the morning for what Sir Ballen owes," she then explains s as she then reaches out to pat your shoulder. "Thank you...for all the care and protection you've given me. I know it was...it was not an easy task," she adds. "Now go! Go see the town," she adds next ushering you with her down the corridor towards the mess hall before pausing at the front doors open wide to the morning. The noise of the square can be heard a mix of voices and sounds of business being done.

Darik happy that they are done.

Darik: "Yes sir, I'm looking for a healer's kit with herbs that are good for wounds."

Darik: "We offer such things friend," he says still looking at you, examining you really, as he moves backward towards a varied array of leather pouches. "One use per pouch. A poultice must be made with these. It takes about a minute," he explains taking a pouch down, "that's 6 gold pieces my friend," he adds holding the leather pouch out to you. "Now mind it can't cure wounds that's for the clerics and the paladins of our goddess," he adds gesturing up towards the symbol of Chauntea on the sign for the caravan. "You may however stabilize a dying comrade until such religious rights can be acquired," he says to you cautiously.

At some point during the day, Erevan will go look for a toy vendor.

Darik looking up at the symbol then looks to the half-elf.

Darik: "Take 3 for 15gp, yes."

Persuasion: 16

Darik will stretch his hand out to the gentleman.

After talking to Brida Sarrebas will go into town attempting to find a tavern in order to have a good time by drinking and hopefully a little bar fight. 

Darik: "How about I sell you none for nothing," retorts the half-elven man with a smirk. "It takes my wife and I days to find these herbs and months to prepare these bundles. If you want a discount friend take you business else where," he adds firmly crossing his arms over his chest which he's puffing out. You then see the two women return from the inside of the caravan. Roll perception please!

Erevan: Roll investigation please

Saarebas/OOC: Will get to your 'quest for a bar fight' wink wink in a couple of posts!

investigation: 19

Perception: 6

Darik: It just seems like business as usual and the human customer leaves the caravan while the human woman you saw earlier comes to stand beside the half-elf seeing your failed discount stand-off! "Can...I help you sir," the human woman asks wiping her hands on an apron she's wearing looking from you to the half-elf then back at you with a curiously raised eyebrow.

Erevan: For whatever reason you can't seem to find a toy vendor, in fact you're not lost in Feirm!

Much of the afternoon has passed, you slept into the late morning, and find the city is still bustling with activity. People are marking their shops and homes on the outside thresholds with an odd symbol and upon closer look you realize, it's blood!

Saarebas: Roll investigation please!

Investigation: 1d20+0 =  5

Darik looking to the woman

Darik: " It seems 15gp is not enough for 3 pouches. I will pay for 18gp but are you sure these will be enough to stabilize someone?"

Insight: 5

Darik: "Of course!" the human woman answers truthfully and is also slightly offended you're questioning her wares. "Are you looking to buy 3 for 18 gold pieces, yes," she answers.

Saarebas: You can't seem to find a tavern, what's with this town?! You are also lost.

Darik will nod and pass her 18gp. He will continue through the market looking at the stands and people.  Darik will look for any food stand or alcohol stands.

Darik: "Yes, I apologize if I have offend you (passing the 18gp) I have to be sure. During battle my friends lives depend on them. Thank you very much."

Realizing that he’s lost Saarebas will stop, look for a local and ask for directions 

Saarebas: You see a man hawking breads from a tray. "Where are you wanting to go," the human man asks you curiously. In your travels, it's now early evening, you have noticed other half-orcs, humans, and half-elves of various social stations too.