Cillian moves to help the party move the crates, being mindful and careful with each hefty item he’s entrusted to keep safe. He will keep a pointed ear in the direction of Laereth’s conversation as he hears his companion pursue an inquiry that he was also interested in. And while we are packing her stuff Cillian will look around for anything interesting that might catch his eye, subtly of course and only letting his eyes scan around as he works and listens.
Cillian: Nothing catches your eyes as you work, being too focused on doing a good job.
The woman shrugs as she works, answering the mans question. "I have no idea. I've seen Manticores before, but never been attacked by one. It might've been hungry, but who knows. I'm just grateful that you came along when you did." She finishes up packing and moves toward a table, setting the box down before looking toward the others. "I'm all set. Are you guys done packing up?"
His box was full. There might be more supplies elsewhere but that's for her to know. If she wanted them to get more, she could always tell them. "I think so. I don't suppose you have a way to move all these? A wheelbarrow? A cart perhaps?"
"Guess we'll be earning this reward eh?" Gale mumbles as he hoists his box up on one shoulder and follows the lady out. "So besides this manticore thing, have you seen or heard anything else unusual around lately? The folks in town certainly were concerned about you which is why they sent us."
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"I'm sort of known as the towns apothecary, and if rumors of this dragon are true, it makes sense they would be worried about me..."
She pauses talking for a moment before continuing.
"But I haven't seen any dragons as of late, but there must be some sort of truth to it if the town sent you fine folk to get me, which I do thank you for."
Leareth shifted the box he was carrying, wishing silently it had some handles. "Apothecary, hmm? There was some guy back in town who was calling us dragons and yelling at us to leave. Completely serious about it, seemed like. Think he was on some drugs...? "
Slowly but surely you make your way back to town. The travel back is peaceful, with hints of what earth used to be like in the woods. Animals scurrying about, wind blowing, sun shining. As you get back to town, you're quickly reminded of where you are with scenes of dwarves, gnomes and the like wandering the streets.
"We should probably check in with the Townmaster first. He'll want to know that we have come back and you'll be able to get your reward."
"Indeed, Midwife Gwynn, thank you for coming with us and, incidentally, for restoring me to health. If you have time and need a helper after a time, I'd like to learn from you more of the healing arts. For the near future, though, I have committed to my companions to several more quests for the town," responds the doctor as he nods and moves along towards the Townmaster with his burden of healing and herbal supplies.
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Hearing Morgan discuss the healing arts with Midwife Gwynn, Gale pipes in, "Forgive me Ms. Gwynn if this seems forward, but would you have any medical supplies that could prove helpful to us upon our journey? I'm sure we could come to some agreement on payment." He scratched his chin, "And if there is anything specific you may need for your medical stores, I will gladly keep an eye out for them during our travels."
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Cillian huffs with strained effort as his bean stalk arms struggle to maintain his grip one of Miss Gwynn’s many crates of her belongings. His feet ache as well as they just barely scrape across the dirt of the town as they finally make it back to this world’s version of civilization. His dark grey skin is red with exertion as he attempts to make it the final legs of the journey. Trailing at the back of the group he quietly curses to himself as he struggles to maintain his grip. Thoughts pass through his mind as he tries to keep up,
“Bloody old bag, why she got to ‘ave so many damned books and beakers? F*ckin dragons, flyin’ lions I can take Lord but physical labor? Is it punishment for what happened in Ohio? I donated at least half a million to the children’s charity to make up for that big guy what else can I do?”
Overhearing his party members discussing further “quests” and the procurement of medical supplies he adds on as he walks up quickly to get with step saying,
“Ah yes we’re off to see the gnomes, a perfectly normal task that I’m sure won’t end with any of us at death’s cold doors. Because if the task ‘warn the woman at the edge of town’ ended with a battle with a flying lion, then I’m sure meeting little people will go fine to. But yes medical supplies are good!”
He finishes his rant in one very awkward breathe and a strained smile, just hugging the items as he walks with the party.
The woman thinks for a moment before looking toward the group. "I might... Here, set the boxes down." After the boxes have been set down she begins to dig through them. After what seems like 15 minutes, she holds up 2 vials filled with a strange red liquid. "Here, you can have these. These should help you feel a little better if you come down with something or get hurt." She will hand the vials to Cillian. "Now go check in with the Townmaster, I'll find someone here to help me with these boxes, you've already done so much." She leaves the boxes and disappears behind some buildings.
((not actually sure we technically took a rest after that manticore fight. So, maybe now would be a good time for a short rest?))
Leareth watched her give Cillian the vials. Hopefully he wouldn't need something like that but it was good to have anyway, as insurance. "Thank you very much." After she left he asked his teammates. "Shall we take a break or are you good to go to get our reward?"
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Cillian moves to help the party move the crates, being mindful and careful with each hefty item he’s entrusted to keep safe. He will keep a pointed ear in the direction of Laereth’s conversation as he hears his companion pursue an inquiry that he was also interested in. And while we are packing her stuff Cillian will look around for anything interesting that might catch his eye, subtly of course and only letting his eyes scan around as he works and listens.
Perception: 16
Perception:13
Cillian: Nothing catches your eyes as you work, being too focused on doing a good job.
The woman shrugs as she works, answering the mans question. "I have no idea. I've seen Manticores before, but never been attacked by one. It might've been hungry, but who knows. I'm just grateful that you came along when you did." She finishes up packing and moves toward a table, setting the box down before looking toward the others. "I'm all set. Are you guys done packing up?"
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His box was full. There might be more supplies elsewhere but that's for her to know. If she wanted them to get more, she could always tell them. "I think so. I don't suppose you have a way to move all these? A wheelbarrow? A cart perhaps?"
The lady chuckles before opening the door. "Lets go! We're burning sunlight!" She'll then leave, heading down the hill and toward the town.
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"Guess we'll be earning this reward eh?" Gale mumbles as he hoists his box up on one shoulder and follows the lady out. "So besides this manticore thing, have you seen or heard anything else unusual around lately? The folks in town certainly were concerned about you which is why they sent us."
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Morgan:
Shouldering his own heavy load now that he is healed, Morgan follows her out as well, trudging towards town.
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Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
"I'm sort of known as the towns apothecary, and if rumors of this dragon are true, it makes sense they would be worried about me..."
She pauses talking for a moment before continuing.
"But I haven't seen any dragons as of late, but there must be some sort of truth to it if the town sent you fine folk to get me, which I do thank you for."
I don't have a signature.
Leareth shifted the box he was carrying, wishing silently it had some handles. "Apothecary, hmm? There was some guy back in town who was calling us dragons and yelling at us to leave. Completely serious about it, seemed like. Think he was on some drugs...? "
The lady chuckles. "Nooo, he's not one to indulge in recreational concoctions. He just scares easy, it's very possible he thought you were dragons."
If no one has any more questions, we can move on.
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Slowly but surely you make your way back to town. The travel back is peaceful, with hints of what earth used to be like in the woods. Animals scurrying about, wind blowing, sun shining. As you get back to town, you're quickly reminded of where you are with scenes of dwarves, gnomes and the like wandering the streets.
"We should probably check in with the Townmaster first. He'll want to know that we have come back and you'll be able to get your reward."
I don't have a signature.
Morgan:
"Indeed, Midwife Gwynn, thank you for coming with us and, incidentally, for restoring me to health. If you have time and need a helper after a time, I'd like to learn from you more of the healing arts. For the near future, though, I have committed to my companions to several more quests for the town," responds the doctor as he nods and moves along towards the Townmaster with his burden of healing and herbal supplies.
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Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
The lady gives a big grin to Morgan and begins to make her way to the Townmaster. "Yes, I would love that."
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Hearing Morgan discuss the healing arts with Midwife Gwynn, Gale pipes in, "Forgive me Ms. Gwynn if this seems forward, but would you have any medical supplies that could prove helpful to us upon our journey? I'm sure we could come to some agreement on payment." He scratched his chin, "And if there is anything specific you may need for your medical stores, I will gladly keep an eye out for them during our travels."
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Cillian huffs with strained effort as his bean stalk arms struggle to maintain his grip one of Miss Gwynn’s many crates of her belongings. His feet ache as well as they just barely scrape across the dirt of the town as they finally make it back to this world’s version of civilization. His dark grey skin is red with exertion as he attempts to make it the final legs of the journey. Trailing at the back of the group he quietly curses to himself as he struggles to maintain his grip. Thoughts pass through his mind as he tries to keep up,
“Bloody old bag, why she got to ‘ave so many damned books and beakers? F*ckin dragons, flyin’ lions I can take Lord but physical labor? Is it punishment for what happened in Ohio? I donated at least half a million to the children’s charity to make up for that big guy what else can I do?”
Overhearing his party members discussing further “quests” and the procurement of medical supplies he adds on as he walks up quickly to get with step saying,
“Ah yes we’re off to see the gnomes, a perfectly normal task that I’m sure won’t end with any of us at death’s cold doors. Because if the task ‘warn the woman at the edge of town’ ended with a battle with a flying lion, then I’m sure meeting little people will go fine to. But yes medical supplies are good!”
He finishes his rant in one very awkward breathe and a strained smile, just hugging the items as he walks with the party.
The woman thinks for a moment before looking toward the group. "I might... Here, set the boxes down." After the boxes have been set down she begins to dig through them. After what seems like 15 minutes, she holds up 2 vials filled with a strange red liquid. "Here, you can have these. These should help you feel a little better if you come down with something or get hurt." She will hand the vials to Cillian. "Now go check in with the Townmaster, I'll find someone here to help me with these boxes, you've already done so much." She leaves the boxes and disappears behind some buildings.
I don't have a signature.
((not actually sure we technically took a rest after that manticore fight. So, maybe now would be a good time for a short rest?))
Leareth watched her give Cillian the vials. Hopefully he wouldn't need something like that but it was good to have anyway, as insurance. "Thank you very much." After she left he asked his teammates. "Shall we take a break or are you good to go to get our reward?"