Post by DM Bob on Dec 2, 2021 15:02:03 GMT -12
Kem inspects the new (to the party) metal weapons. Their style is different enough that she gains some insight into their creation… she assumes that greater amounts of fuel and water were used in their construction than are currently performed in the City States. It made her ponder places that might aid such work. Didn’t someone say something about foul water under South Ledopolus? Perhaps if the water was fouled it might still have a use...
Laahk contacts all of his allies mentally. Andras is very intrigued, but of little true help. <”This is too much to take in and comprehend. Orrery? Like for reading the stars? Bounty hunters? None frequent my shop that I know of. You have my word that this halfling and elf will receive any help they need that I can offer while they’re in town though. I’m sure some of the things you’ve brought up would be helpful to those behind the shawl. Oh! A customer. Be sure to visit soon!”>
Maris answers his mental call, her voice drips of mud wasp honey, sickly sweet with a hint of a trap. <”Oh dear Laahks, we’ve been so busy with the legion having returned from a-field this week. Rumor has it that the foreigners in Tyr have the other ruler’s blessing. I hardly believe that with the iron mines at stake! Cilops you say? I’ve fought them in the shows, but the templars always cared for them personally. Raum!”> Mental pause. <”My partner says that he’s never attempted it. Has a few ideas, but the profit is in kank and the honey for the city hearth.. Easier to tame, you see?”>
Falmon listens more than speaks. <”Spies? Do you have names? Dote Mal Payne of Tyr? Now that *is* something. Tell me your role in defeating the Iron Tyrant’s right hand and we’ll talk about other roles you may fill for Wavir.”>
Hurk contacts Shardivan. <”So you were pulled back from the Grey? By who… or what? Tyr is ever the question. The three armies that hovered outside her gates have been dismissed. The Warriors of the Dragon hold the Iron City in their bloody claws. But the mines have been producing again. The Order is split on how or if they should react. There have been talks of a strike to further destabilise the powers that be, now that it has been shown a Sorcerer Tyrant can fall. MY concern is that the collateral damage would be too great if it were attempted.”>
Mak magically mends the urns. This is successful upon the two dread, obsidian containers. A lot heavier to carry right now…
The Ral-moon Lily speaks as the halfling intones a charm to speak to plants. “My friend watered my roots and kept the mites away. Sang songs to my face before he slept. Good man, my friend. Brought me from shoot to bloom, kept me well.”
He is able to locate a 30 page blank book in Altaruk through Andras for the sum of 8 silver coins. An 80 page tome is also available for 23 silvers. These are the only two blank books he has on hand, otherwise he has a plethora of loose paper, parchment, clay tablets, and abacus to choose from (as well as inks, quills, styluses, and the like). These can be found at book cost.
A week is needed as he locates a proper refugee to apprentice. Rika, a female mul, is found near the decimated remains of his small orchard. It was completely destroyed during the Balician Legion’s occupation over the last month.
DM note: A memoir of Dote Mal's will be writ tomorrow.
Laahk contacts all of his allies mentally. Andras is very intrigued, but of little true help. <”This is too much to take in and comprehend. Orrery? Like for reading the stars? Bounty hunters? None frequent my shop that I know of. You have my word that this halfling and elf will receive any help they need that I can offer while they’re in town though. I’m sure some of the things you’ve brought up would be helpful to those behind the shawl. Oh! A customer. Be sure to visit soon!”>
Maris answers his mental call, her voice drips of mud wasp honey, sickly sweet with a hint of a trap. <”Oh dear Laahks, we’ve been so busy with the legion having returned from a-field this week. Rumor has it that the foreigners in Tyr have the other ruler’s blessing. I hardly believe that with the iron mines at stake! Cilops you say? I’ve fought them in the shows, but the templars always cared for them personally. Raum!”> Mental pause. <”My partner says that he’s never attempted it. Has a few ideas, but the profit is in kank and the honey for the city hearth.. Easier to tame, you see?”>
Falmon listens more than speaks. <”Spies? Do you have names? Dote Mal Payne of Tyr? Now that *is* something. Tell me your role in defeating the Iron Tyrant’s right hand and we’ll talk about other roles you may fill for Wavir.”>
Hurk contacts Shardivan. <”So you were pulled back from the Grey? By who… or what? Tyr is ever the question. The three armies that hovered outside her gates have been dismissed. The Warriors of the Dragon hold the Iron City in their bloody claws. But the mines have been producing again. The Order is split on how or if they should react. There have been talks of a strike to further destabilise the powers that be, now that it has been shown a Sorcerer Tyrant can fall. MY concern is that the collateral damage would be too great if it were attempted.”>
Mak magically mends the urns. This is successful upon the two dread, obsidian containers. A lot heavier to carry right now…
The Ral-moon Lily speaks as the halfling intones a charm to speak to plants. “My friend watered my roots and kept the mites away. Sang songs to my face before he slept. Good man, my friend. Brought me from shoot to bloom, kept me well.”
He is able to locate a 30 page blank book in Altaruk through Andras for the sum of 8 silver coins. An 80 page tome is also available for 23 silvers. These are the only two blank books he has on hand, otherwise he has a plethora of loose paper, parchment, clay tablets, and abacus to choose from (as well as inks, quills, styluses, and the like). These can be found at book cost.
A week is needed as he locates a proper refugee to apprentice. Rika, a female mul, is found near the decimated remains of his small orchard. It was completely destroyed during the Balician Legion’s occupation over the last month.
DM note: A memoir of Dote Mal's will be writ tomorrow.