After arriving at Lionshield Coster, Blaire situates the wolves and goblins, "to watch our wolves" to one side and helps unload the wagon. Eli and Ikki also assist though both routinely eye the goblins.
When everything is accounted for, Linene Graywind, pays you fifteen gold pieces (15 gp) each.
"It's more than the original reward but within my discretion. After you get things sorted out for Mr. Hallwinter here, I am sure we could use an escort of news and supplies to Leilon and Neverwinter."
Sildar clears his throat a bit before putting in, "You are too kind madam.", gaining a rather bright smile from Ms. Graywind
(( I believe I added the reward from the Townmaster, Barthen and Big Al of 45gp+ to your character sheets. The 15 gp from the Lionshield Coster hasn't been added. "You do it! LOL!!! ))
Blaire says, "I am going to that Alderleaf farmstead to see about stalling our pack and clan. If I remember, there were only six rooms in the Inn. Plus I don't suppose they'd be keen on the lot."
Robwin looks over to Blaire and asks, “How far away is this Alderleaf farmstead? ...If it’s under a mile away, and you can hold on for ten minutes, I can ’alarm’ a stone for you to take... ... ...You know, I’ll alarm a stone, one of you carries it, the other two can be the triggers... all they have to do is touch it........ you get in trouble and I’ll know. You want one?”.
While the stock is unloaded at Lionshield, Rinn sidles up next to Linene and asks if he can acquire some studded leather, jingling his coin pouch for her. If she has some, he will trade his leather for his new armour.
(OOC - I'm assuming she would, so I'll adjust gold and equipment.)
"That sounds rather useful, Robwin. Perhaps next time? The farmstead is just down the road from townmaster Wester's house." Blaire replies to Robwin smiling widely.
"I do really like the idea, but I don't see a need for it just now."
"Thanks, TT, you're right. You an Robwin are great to be concerned. I think I want to be sure the pack is safe and we have a place to sleep, then we’ll be at the Inn.", Blaire adds.
"Oddly, seems luck smiles on you. Across the street there (southeast of Lionshield Coster) is Dendrar Woodworking, and straight across there is the townhall (east) obviously. So continue down the road, you'll pass Townmaster Wester's house and the last house on the left before the Alderleaf farmstead that's Endure's Leather, the local tanner and leatherworker. She's, well I think Endure is female. Not important; a tiefling. If you've never seen one, don't be shocked. You'll recognize them immediately. Red skin, horns. Chicken in the yard."
Blaire takes a smooth drag from her pipe, "To be $%#@ing honest, I really don't know. He was out of sorts during and after our first encounter with the clan. My treating Glufs and her kin with common decency seems to have either confused him or angered him or both. He has a large family and it's not very traditional. He seems to be opposite of that. He's not very trusting. He's not very flexible. He is a young city man, but sees every gust of wind as a message of the gods, well his specific god anyway, like a seasoned or senile shaman. The ones I was trained by."
"There's Wester's house." She takes another drag of her pipe. "Picking up this awesome pack and finding your hunting and well everything admirable seems to have irked him even more. Again, I don't get it. I haven't treated him or you or anyone in the party in any way beyond a sailing crewmate, a clans man or a distant cousin."
"I saw him, skulking at the caverns. We gave him every opportunity to join us bathing. No one in the clan or the ship ever put much stock in privacy. We all look good to someone. Doesn't really mean anything. Frankly, from the few things he's said to me since we met, I assumed we were working toward general sibling rivalry. I even thought we were planning on chasing the same girl."
"What's your opinion? Oh, and Sildar's statement when vouching for the party was a very disrespectful slant against the two of us for not being city folk. You know that, right?"
"I don't really hold it against Sildar. I heard similar slants against city northlanders, southerners, islanders, sailors, you name it. There's always some other."
Blaire takes another pull from her pipe and pets the largest wolf; the one Gaatbort is riding.
"I do want your opinion on this all, but here's that house."
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After arriving at Lionshield Coster, Blaire situates the wolves and goblins, "to watch our wolves" to one side and helps unload the wagon. Eli and Ikki also assist though both routinely eye the goblins.
When everything is accounted for, Linene Graywind, pays you fifteen gold pieces (15 gp) each.
"It's more than the original reward but within my discretion. After you get things sorted out for Mr. Hallwinter here, I am sure we could use an escort of news and supplies to Leilon and Neverwinter."
Sildar clears his throat a bit before putting in, "You are too kind madam.", gaining a rather bright smile from Ms. Graywind
(( I believe I added the reward from the Townmaster, Barthen and Big Al of 45gp+ to your character sheets. The 15 gp from the Lionshield Coster hasn't been added. "You do it! LOL!!! ))
It's now mid afternoon (15:30 maybe) when you finish at Lionshield Coster.
Blaire says, "I am going to that Alderleaf farmstead to see about stalling our pack and clan. If I remember, there were only six rooms in the Inn. Plus I don't suppose they'd be keen on the lot."
Eli replies rather sarcastically in tone, "Oh, how'd you imagine?"
Blaire pointedly ignores Eli.
"Wolfsong, Ikki, would you come with me?"
"We'll meet up with the rest of you at the Inn, yeah?"
"Be careful all of you, things haven't exactly been safe traveling around here."
Robwin looks over to Blaire and asks, “How far away is this Alderleaf farmstead? ...If it’s under a mile away, and you can hold on for ten minutes, I can ’alarm’ a stone for you to take... ... ...You know, I’ll alarm a stone, one of you carries it, the other two can be the triggers... all they have to do is touch it........ you get in trouble and I’ll know. You want one?”.
GILLAIN OF ATHKATLA - Human Paladin - Into the Mists PHILLIP THE GRUNG - Grung Eldritch Knight - Tomb of Annihilation
ROBWIN WINDROBE - High Elf Wizard - Dragon of Icespire Peak EVE DARKSHORE - Tiefling Warlock - Rime of the Frost Maiden
ASH OF THE FIRE - Tabaxi Rogue - Ghosts of Marshswamp LIA STARBORN - Aasimar Bard - Out of the Abyss
While the stock is unloaded at Lionshield, Rinn sidles up next to Linene and asks if he can acquire some studded leather, jingling his coin pouch for her. If she has some, he will trade his leather for his new armour.
(OOC - I'm assuming she would, so I'll adjust gold and equipment.)
Linene to Rinn: "Sure thing. That'd be 45 gp. I will give you 10 gp for the trade so 35 gp and the set is yours."
"That sounds rather useful, Robwin. Perhaps next time? The farmstead is just down the road from townmaster Wester's house." Blaire replies to Robwin smiling widely.
"I do really like the idea, but I don't see a need for it just now."
"Thanks, TT, you're right. You an Robwin are great to be concerned. I think I want to be sure the pack is safe and we have a place to sleep, then we’ll be at the Inn.", Blaire adds.
"Aye fine with me," Wolfsong replies to Blaire. "Just need a moment."
Wolfsong turns to Linene, "Is there a tanner in town? There is something I wished made with some materials I have collected."
"Oddly, seems luck smiles on you. Across the street there (southeast of Lionshield Coster) is Dendrar Woodworking, and straight across there is the townhall (east) obviously. So continue down the road, you'll pass Townmaster Wester's house and the last house on the left before the Alderleaf farmstead that's Endure's Leather, the local tanner and leatherworker. She's, well I think Endure is female. Not important; a tiefling. If you've never seen one, don't be shocked. You'll recognize them immediately. Red skin, horns. Chicken in the yard."
Blaire gathers the wolves and goblins saying, "Welll, then Wolfsong, after you."
"See you all soon, yeah? Order me a tall Ale, would you?"
Blaire starts preparing her pipe as she follows Wolfsong.
Ikki following, seems to be watching Blaire, her wolves and the goblins more than the surroundings.
"Thank you," Wolfsong nods then follows the directions given.
Once they are out of ear shot of the rest of the party Wolfsong turns to Blaire, "You and Eli seem to be butting heads, what is going on?"
Blaire takes a smooth drag from her pipe, "To be $%#@ing honest, I really don't know. He was out of sorts during and after our first encounter with the clan. My treating Glufs and her kin with common decency seems to have either confused him or angered him or both. He has a large family and it's not very traditional. He seems to be opposite of that. He's not very trusting. He's not very flexible. He is a young city man, but sees every gust of wind as a message of the gods, well his specific god anyway, like a seasoned or senile shaman. The ones I was trained by."
"There's Wester's house." She takes another drag of her pipe. "Picking up this awesome pack and finding your hunting and well everything admirable seems to have irked him even more. Again, I don't get it. I haven't treated him or you or anyone in the party in any way beyond a sailing crewmate, a clans man or a distant cousin."
"I saw him, skulking at the caverns. We gave him every opportunity to join us bathing. No one in the clan or the ship ever put much stock in privacy. We all look good to someone. Doesn't really mean anything. Frankly, from the few things he's said to me since we met, I assumed we were working toward general sibling rivalry. I even thought we were planning on chasing the same girl."
"What's your opinion? Oh, and Sildar's statement when vouching for the party was a very disrespectful slant against the two of us for not being city folk. You know that, right?"
"I don't really hold it against Sildar. I heard similar slants against city northlanders, southerners, islanders, sailors, you name it. There's always some other."
Blaire takes another pull from her pipe and pets the largest wolf; the one Gaatbort is riding.
"I do want your opinion on this all, but here's that house."