The lady notices the tension and curiosity within the room. She speaks to Darius, "Oh, don't concern yourselves you are safe inside my shop, no harm will befall you here." She chuckles softly.
She then waves Dirk over towards the sphere map, "Yes...yes...an oddity isn't it, go look for yourself. It's the world as it truly is...a sphere."
"So how can I help you?'
Adriel flanks the other side of the door for a bit, but is satisfied the fighter has that covered so instead moved into the shop and looked around.
He didn't bother detecting magic since they were here probably to buy curatives and he wasn't so clever as to try to hide his casting.
Instead he keeps to his side of the room and looks about for exits, bolt holes, secret doors etc.
Bri moves up and nudges Astri. "You still got the list the captain gave you?"
The room has one window and one door that can be seen. It's a nice shop in this alley and you suspect that the crew in the alley are paid very well to protect it.
'Ah, your sailors and your Captain sent you with a list of needs." She nods.
"Yes ma'am," Darius says, taking the initiative. He steps forward and takes the list from Astrianna, and asks, "Are you Hielica?"
Astrianna was taking in the wonders of the shop, quite curious about the spherical map for a moment. She folds the address paper up, smiling at the old woman. "Hello, you are Hielica, correct? We've been sent by Captain Willie Longplank of the Mother's Blessing- with the way he talked, you two know each other."
The half-elf tips her hat up, giving the lady a curtsey. "I am Astrianna, and you are right- we're here to acquire some medical supplies"
"We're specifically in the market for scrolls and potions that allow for the diagnoses and curing of sicknesses."
"I am Hielica and you are?" Her hands spread out in gesture to include everyone in the room.
She takes the paper that captain wrote his list on. "Looks like you either have or going to a disease prone place." She nods, "Yes...I can help. Did he send coin?"
"Well, you can just never be too careful when you are planning to travel around to exotic ports. Never know what the natives might be carrying. Perhaps we could do with a few things to deal with with poison as well in case the local wildlife there is especially deadly?"
Bri looks around curiously, wondering what else be worth buying in the shop for the trip.
Astrianna nods her head, hoping the side pouch on her haversack. The coin bag the captain gave her appears, and she hands it to the woman. "3000 gold pieces. You're right- Captain says we're headed for The Razor next. None of us have ever been there." The half-elf changes the subject from the inquiry of the diseases.
The bard sweeps her arm across her comrades. "This is David, he's our resident Doctor and idea man. Adriel, a magus of the highest caliber, Darius, a weaponsmaster, Embrianna, one of our gifted spellcasting sailors, and Sath, a druid of the sea. The Captain certainly knows how to pick up a good crew, now that I think about it." She says with a smile.
Sath quietly follows the others into the shop and lets them handle the transaction with the shop-keeper. After the old woman has been given the list, Sath asks how much the casting of a Remove Disease spell would cost for himself.
David glances thoughtfully at Embrianna and flicks the ash off his cheroot, then puts it out and tosses the stub into the wastebasket.
Then he winks at her and gives her a grin.
David then turns to the woman.
”Well, truth to tell - if you got some extra masterwork healing kits, I’d be obliged, ma’am” he says with a friendly nod.
Other than that, he doesn’t feel like pushing his luck.
He glances at the map thoughtfully, but doesn’t say anything else.
Astrianna raises an eyebrow at Sath. "You haven't shown any signs of being sick, Sath. You certainly sound healthy. Were you ill before you got on the ship?"
"Just think I may have come in contact with something and better safe than sorry, is all..."
Her eyes go up, "$3000 gold and all those needs" She mumbles, "We had a good tumble and he expects me to hold the rest of his NOTE!'
"You tell that pint sized barnacle that this is the last time I extend credit." She has a caustic tone but she wink at Astri.
She stops her grumbling and raises her thin eyebrows, "The Razor Coast you say...do be careful."
Bri when you look around you figure its curio shop, it's very eclectic. You certainly know it's magic shop tailored to the sea.
"W..what type of disease are you bringing into my shop now ...sweetie? She becomes concerned. "This one speaks the truth...looming death often brings confessions."
Bri when you look around you figure its curio shop, it's very eclectic. You certainly know it's magic shop tailored to the sea.
David glances at Sath for a minute, then looks at the gear around him thoughtfully.
"Well, you got a thurible and an antidote kit for sale," he says finally.
"Yes, I've 4 real nice heal kits if you want them and yes I can get you a couple neutralize poison scrolls but those spells are expensive and well the Longplanks was good but not that good for credit."
"I've got an antidote and thurible."
"Yes, I've 4 real nice heal kits if you want them and yes I can get you a couple neutralize poison scrolls."
As the woman considers things, she glances hard at Sath -
"W..what type of disease are you bringing into my shop now ...sweetie? She becomes concerned. "This one speaks the truth...looming death often brings confessions."
David turns a startled gaze on him.
"He was clean on the ship," he says slowly.
"Sath my friend, is there something you aren't telling us?" he asks.
"Yes, I've 4 real nice heal kits if you want them and yes I can get you a couple neutralize poison scrolls but those spells are expensive and well the Longplanks was good but not that good for credit."
"A druid's scroll of neutralize poison is only about seven-hundred gold pieces; a potion's only seven-hundred and fifty," David says thoughtfully.
He turns to Sath.
"If you're really in a bind, you could buy that now," he says to him.
Astrianna lets out a full-bodied, musical laugh as Hielica reveals how she knows the Captain. The bard grins back at her. "Ah that sounds like the old salt. I'll pass on the message."
Becoming serious again, Astrianna nods. "We've heard tales of excitement and adventure. Take a look at us- I doubt we could resist even if the captain wasn't paying us."
Astrianna shoots Hawkins a dirty look, indicating he should end his line of inquiry about Sath being sick. The bard simply hand-waves the whole situation with Sath. "We had a few folks on the ship that were sick a while back, he helped treat them and is just a bit skiddish is all."
I thought Adriel's mouth was going to get us in trouble, but not these two! I'm going to have a talk with them about keeping their mouth closed...
The lady rolls up the scrolls and shows you all the potions, explaining which one is what. "If you're feeling, or thinking, your sick drink a potion. Captain doesn't want his crew sick now does he?" She looks at Dirk, "It's your call as ship surgeon." She takes a few minutes to examine Sath.
"Aye...she's gonna be sick." She says glumly. Everyone is caught off-guard when she said "she.'
"I've got an antidote and thurible."
He flashes her a grin.
"Outstanding," he says.
He offers the coin that the captain gave him to buy gear and picks up the Antidote Kit (100 GP), the thurible (50 GP); 20 sets of herbs for the thurible (4 GP); 2 more MW Heal Kits (110 GP) and bundles the gear into a pack and slings it over his shoulder.
As he gathers the gear, he pauses and glances over at Embrianna and the comfy snake that clings to her shapely neck.
"While I'm at it, do you think I could pick up a veterinarian's kit, too?" he says (25 GP) for a new total of .
The lady rolls up the scrolls and shows you all the potions, explaining which one is what. "If you're feeling, or thinking, your sick drink a potion. Captain doesn't want his crew sick now does he?" She looks at Dirk, "It's your call as ship surgeon." She takes a few minutes to examine Sath.
"Aye...she's gonna be sick." She says glumly. Everyone is caught off-guard when she said "she.'
David turns to Sath and studies him thoughtfully, especially after the term "she".
He then glances back at the woman.
"Beg pardon, ma'am - if I didn't know better I'd figure that you got the an da shealladh," he says, quoting the Varisian tongue that he remembered when he traveled in the northlands.
"You know what I mean - the Second Sight," he says with a low but respectful voice.
David seems as if this is something that is an important point to him for some reason as he waits for her to respond about that matter...
Astrianna is stunned when the woman says Sath is going to be sick. "What? Truly?" The bard gets rather nervous. "Am I going to be sick as well?" Is said softly, laying a hand on her chest. "I feel fine, I mean I've been fine." She seems more concerned about the confirmation the disease was spreading rather than the fact that Sath is a woman.
She packages up the veterinarian kit for the surgeon.
"I've seen many sick folks in my years, you learn to tell when somethings...instinct...second sight. I call it my faith."
Darius takes a step away from Sath at the mention of being ill, but when she addresses them as "she," Darius says, "The Hells?"
She packages up the veterinarian kit for the surgeon.
"My thanks," David says, his voice still a little weary.
"I've seen many sick folks in my years, you learn to tell when somethings...instinct...second sight. I call it my faith."
His eyes widen and he nods his head to her.
"Sláinte chugat," he says to her with a serious tone of respect.
She touches the female bard, "Ah, a bit of vanity doesn't kill the mockingbird."
She thinks about her words, "You should be fine. Although you never told me what nastiest you have spread to my port. What do I have in store and what do I need to start preparing for." Her tone is matter of fact.
She'll trade you a druid scroll of cure disease for your water breathing and call it an even swap.
The half-elf lets out a deep sigh of relief, visibly relaxing. "Thank Shelyn. I would be lost without my voice." This relaxation would only last a few moments though, her face darkening as the woman inquires about the disease.
She sighs, running fingers through her raven black hair. "Do I have your word that you won't interfere with The Mother's Blessing from leaving port? The passengers have already left the ship, but we will be leaving in another hour or so."
"Some of the refugees from Westcrown had the White Plague, ma'am. Do you mind giving me a look over too? I mean, I feel fine, but we are about to ship back out for a long voyage and it would be nice to be sure."
Bri keeps eyeing Sath,trying to make out a female form underneath her armor.
She throws her hand sup high, "You brought the white plague with you?" She shakes her head. "I'm gonna be busy." She motions Bri over and her hand presses on her chest, the other on her back, the snake moves but this doesn't seem to concern her, "Aye, I just can't see through the mist." She looks at the young witch. "Perhaps your magic is interfering with my touch but I can't see what's happening."
She looks at the crew and she gets six gallons of clear liquid, "dilute this 4 parts water to one gallon. You wash the inside of that ship good now you hear. Where they slept, where the walked...get the whole damn ship."
Astrianna throws her hands up in the air at the same time the old lady does. "Are we just going to reveal all of our secrets here? Oh, I have five nipples, Darius is a werebadger, Adriel you must be at least be seven thousand years old, and personally shook Aroden's hand before he raised the Starstone from the bottom of the sea!" Her outburst was all in one breath, at which she takes another.
She was going to continue, but realizes she is being a diva and instead exhales. "We should have a talk about the flow of information when we get back on the ship. The ship which is rapidly going to leave port and be cured of the White Plague."
Astrianna turns back to the woman, hands on her hips. "The seven sickest were sent out to sea on a rowboat with food, water, and money. A cleric on board cured three more. No one else was showing signs of the White Plague when we left an hour ago, but... we all know how it spreads. The Captain did what he could to minimize the damage."
"Five nipples? The lady smiles, 'I should have done a more thorough exam."
Despite her slightly sour mood, Astrianna cannot help but chuckle at the apothecary's comment. "I like you, Hielica. If I ever find myself back here again, I believe we should be friends."
The bard takes the bundled up potions and scrolls, sliding them into the main compartment of her haversack. She motions for one of the men to carry the six gallon jug- they get the heavy lifting.
As his mates talk to the woman, David slings his set of gear over his shoulder and moves slowly across the room to study the globe and notes the curvature and the dimensions, not overly surprised at what he saw as he had met folk from Minkai and had heard quite a lot of lore of sailors who had circumnavigated.
He also recalled that many elven stargazers had established that the world was spherical simply by the rotation of the celestial bodies in conjuncture with the seasons. However, this terrestrial model of the world clearly agreed with that information.
But what truly captured his attention were the maps!
Such maps were priceless treasures; a captain who had access to one of these maps could know the locations of trade routes, currents, weather patterns, and many other details.
Fascinated by the charts, he says nothing more but lets his comrades do the talking.
"Try not to bring any other diseases with you. Any idea where the captain left those passenger?" She seems concerned. "Hard decision to do something like that...I wouldn't want to have to make it."
These people were acting like children.Yhe Elf speaks,The smartest decision that could be made under the circumstances. 4 lives vs more than two score. Now, we have what we were sent for and time is short finish this and let's get back to the ship. I lived in Westcrown long enough to know I don't want to get stranded in Cheliax.
The elf moves back and places a hand on the door. Then his smile and usual swagger returns.
Beg pardon my Lady. Now everyone, shall we? Or do I cut my losses and Darius and I can CARRY the Songbird and Rose back to the ship and leave the rest of you to chatter while we sail off?
The elf bows and cracks the door open.
"Dilute this 4 parts water to one gallon. You wash the inside of that ship good now you hear. Where they slept, where the walked...get the whole damn ship."
David perks up at this information.
"Is it vinegar?" he asks curiously from his place by the maps, cursing himself that he had forgotten to ask for that staple in curing flues and general cleaning earlier.
"Sounds good to me. Let's get things going guys."