Adriel looks to the others, unsure of what to say.
Truly emotional moments made him uncomfortable.
Padre? Can you heal the boy? He is not fit too move at the moment. As for you Amaya, do you need to take a night to grieve? You don't have to leave right now, but if that is what you wish I will escort you. Do you have family you can trust? I am only offering to take you to a better place to live, Hatchet's money should support you long enough till you find work or a new man.
He hoped he did not sound callous, but he could not offer her anything beyond that. Heck, he'd consider asking for payment if her sick child hadn't melted his callousness.
As Sath looks at the wound, she turns to ask the mother "How was your child bitten by a shark?", she then starts to clean the wound.
"Ah, I used to catch bait too when I was a little one. Some of those smaller sharks can get up to water only a couple feet deep in the shallows, I once saw a friend get a bite from one because he stepped on one resting in the sand. Not too worry ma'am, Mr. Hawkin's here was the ship's doctor and two others of us also have doctoring experience. What with all the mishaps that can occur out at sea, it always pays to have plenty of help that can heal and mend wounds."
You are confident that a cure spell would heal the wound. The pussy and infection describes the wound status for you.
Finished cleaning the wound, Sath then applies a healing prayer to the spirits of the sea to undo this damage caused by one of their wayward children.
The wounds knit, his fever breaks, and his eyes open. "W..water."
Sath takes out her water skin from her enchanted pack and gives the boy a drink.
A few minutes later Amaya starts to shuffle around the shack gathering belongings and packing them in a few tattered burlap sacks. It's quite somber watching how quick a poverty stricken life can be packed and ready to move. Amaya picks up the whittled toy horse and hand it to the boy, "Take this ...your pa's dead and ain't coming back, we need to leave." Her tone is a matter-of-fact.
The father will lead the party back to the Chapeterhouse without further incident. "Well, Dontorian’s House of Haberdashery in the Silk district will be able to get proper attire for Mrs. Amaya and young Jack. Miss Molly’s Bathhouse and Laundry is in the Bawd District and there are plenty of inns for them. I'd suggest, perhaps, 'The Green Dragon' it's in the Silk District."
Once back at the chapterhouse, Darius listens intently to the Father's suggestions, and nods and shakes his hand. "Thanks, Father."
He then turns to the woman and says, "Ma'am, my condolences. Will you be okay from here?"
He didn't really wish to see any harm come to the widow and her son, but part of Darius wanted her to say no so they could be free of the Captain's request to finally celebrate. Though, he knew that the sea dragon could just as easily have snatched him from the deck that night, so should the lady need more aid, he would see it done.
Astrianna stands with the rest at the Chapterhouse, glad that they have saved the woman from a spiral into sadness and poverty. There are those on the brink that can be helped. The others... Some are too far gone.
The bard perks up at the mention of a bathhouse and laundry joint. "Miss Molly's you say? I have been wanting a proper bath for a week or more..."
Astrianna shares Darius' attitude, offering condolences and attempting to ensure she can take care of herself from this point.
"We'll be fine," she responds softly to Darius. The priest's assistant fusses over the Amaya and her son and she promises to get them cleaned, clothed and settled.
You are confident that they family is settled in.
Astrianna is content with the state of the family. She had enough charity for one day. Time for some commerce and hedonism!
Stepping outside of the chapterhouse, the half-elf takes a look at the sky to gauge the sky and current weather conditions.
"I believe it's time to experience the commercial wonders of Port Shaw. To the Silk district! I need a new fiddle- a good one not hard to find here, I think, and I want to order a beautiful dress to perform in- oh, maybe two, Embri you simply must come with me, then there are some helpful scrolls we could use, maybe a wand or two- that means we'll need to find a magic shop, and you know I keep seeing these Tutila with gorgeous tattoos, they must have artists willing to do them- I wonder if they have magical tattoos, oh and I need to sell this sword and find an armorsmith to purchase a new buckler, preferably darkwood..."
She rattles on for quite some time, extremely excited to spend some coin.
Astri leads the pack down the road into the Silk District.
I've attached a labeled Port Shaw map of where you've been (or events) and the places you know of. I also put the map under the campaign thread, map tab for easy future reference.
"A nice, long hot soak does sound wonderful Astri. I also wouldn't mine a new outfit or two myself. I just have the stuff that I normally wear around ship. That sort of stuff just ain't the right kind of clothing to be wearing around some of the more upscale areas of a city and I would much rather blend in than stand out."
Astrianna gleefully walks through the silk district, aimlessly taking in the sights and sounds of a new frontier. "Isn't this exciting? There is so much to discover here." She is intrigued by the artists lining the streets, and if it wasn't for her desire to make some purchases she would stop at every street performer to watch or join in on their display.
The bard is keeping a sharp eye out for a place to buy a new fiddle, but spies a fairly obvious magic shop along the main street between the Tide and Silk. She nods at Embri. "We should make our way to that Haberdashery Father Trafalgar was talking about, and pursue along the way."
"Sagacious Sam Magic? First stop!" The half-elf looks over her shoulder and grins at Hawkins. "It's probably encouraged to use detect magic in there."
"Hmm, maybe I should get an actual dress while we are here. They are pretty to wear, but way to impracticable when on a ship. Just can't climb up into the rigging wearing one of those.
Not feeling comfortable with some of her companions' intentions but not yet sure what she wanted to do herself, Sath follows along to the Silk Disctrict- "A bathe would be nice" she thought, "And some new clothes might not hurt either- my current wardrobe is somewhat limited."
Adriel happily follows along with the women for now. His gold was burning a hole in his pocket and he needed to fill his spellbook and find a certain wand and pearl or two.
I added a few more items on the map: 1. where Mother's Blessing docked, 2. The Run Aground Tavern. Both are in the Tide district.
As the group takes in the sights, sounds, and aroma of Port Shaw it's obvious you've walked into the more artsy section of town. Although fresh baked breads and pies can be smelled there is a distinct sulfur smell that lingers in the air. It's heavy and associated with the volcano that is on the western horizon.
As you approach a stately shop, on the edge of Silk and Tide, you come across a dark skinned Tulita man in a filthy white tunic getting berated by a shop keeper. After every few words the shop keeper smacks the man's head. "Eggs are fricken expensive you worthless scum. Your paying for this!" As the Tulitan has a bundle of broken eggs at his feet.
Folks on the street either pay the incident no attention or shout out an insult at the dark skinned man.
Just past the incident there is a garishly decorated shop with arcane symbols and the shimmering illusion of an elven maiden enticing passers-by. The sign reads: Sagacious Samuel’s Magic Emporium
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*sigh* I guess it is my turn to do something nice. But only cause the First Mate was so nice and this is one of his people...
"Excuse me, good shopkeeper, but if I pay for the eggs, do you mind if I borrow the fellow for a talk?"
If he says how much they are worth, Bri will pay for the eggs and then talk to the native.
"Sorry to butt in, but I am recently off my ship where we had a Tulita first mate who kept going on about the beauty of this land. I was wondering if you know where I might be able to find a guide willing to show some people around on a sight-seeing type trip?"
Astrianna only pays a passing glance to the scene occurring on the street, heading towards the magic shop. She stops as Embrianna assists the Tulita, putting her hands on her hips and assessing the situation before doing anything else.
The shop keeper glares at the interruption until he hears "Pay for the eggs." He snarls one last time at the tulitan "Three silver pieces and I don't mind if you keep him, he's fired!" He holds his greedy palm out waiting for the coin.
Once the payment is made the Tulitan man shuffles over, "Thank you...I know a good guide, he needs work." His eyes getting get a hint of pride back. His left thumb points to himself. "Many a proud Tulita warriors go to sea now, ever since this scabby blight scab appeared." he motions to the people and city.
Astrianna looks over at the Tulita, her demeanor neutral, and suddenly begins speaking to the man in a series of short, foreign sounds. She figured this would be a good chance to practice her mainland Tulita with someone other than Malta. While she was a natural at picking up other languages, the bard probably still sounded strange and did not know most of the idioms or proper enunciation yet.
A fair enough sum for the right buyer.
Adriel skips foreward and pays the 3 silver.
No doubt the eggs were spoiled anyway. Silver keeps far better. Good day Sir.
As the shopkeeper leaves, Adriel is quick to point out.
We should sin greatly this eve friends, all this charity will be ruining my dick reputation. Do let's let the man on his way and go shop like excited girls, then drink and behave like lecherous teenagers to compensate. We have to keep things in balance, of course
Hearing a crude attempt at his tongue he nods and responds,
"I'm called Kao. I sail."
Astrianna points towards the southwest, down the tide district. The others can clearly hear her introduce herself, refer to the Mother's Blessing, Captain Longplank, and Malta as she says their names.
The Tulita man walks towards the docks.
The bard smiles at everyone, giving the elf a slap on the shoulder. "This is the finest suggestion I have heard all day, elf. Let's go spend some coin at the magic shop and haberdashery, get a bath, then get all dirty again tonight!
The campaign material is severely lacking in maps and descriptions of various shops. I put this quick one together using dunjinni (frame of map by Bogie items by various other members)
Sagacious Sam's Magic Emporium
You see catch a glimpse of the shop keeper, Samuel, drafting a treasure map to Garr Bloodbane's hoard. He quickly pushes it under some papers on his desk.
"Good afternoon can I help you?"
Darius smiles and slips his glaive into his haversack, then puts an arm around both Adriel and Astrianna, and says, "This is going to be a night to remember! Let's go get some proper clothes and then cleaned up. Once we are properly dressed, make arrangements for the night and a nice meal for the lot of us, first bottle of wine is on me!"
He then looks from Embrianna and Astrianna and says, "I fully expect at least one dance with each of you ladies," a broad smile on his face as the group finally begins to relax.
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Astrianna walks into the shop, stopping for a moment to observe their surroundings before stepping further inside. The bard acknowledges the shopkeeper and gives them a smile. "Are you Samuel? I'm Astrianna- a pleasure." The bard introduces herself, walking over to ask questions.
"My companions and myself are looking for scrolls, wands, and some other magical curiosities. I'm particularly interested in a few scrolls of Identify and a wand of Read Magic."
She glances about and sees a tell-tale lack of musical instruments playing themselves or illusionary props that signify a bard shop, though the place is certainly gaudy enough. "Do you carry bardic magic?"
He cringes slightly, "I carry a few items from that lesser magic. Seems like everyone's a performer." He nods, "I have Identify scrolls and yes a wand of Read Magic." He nods, "Base magic."
"The two identify scrolls - would you like them separate or on one scroll? - cost $125 gold, the wand will be $400 gold." He doesn't appear to be a person that negotiates. "Will there be anything else or other services?"
You see dozens of rolled parchment, scroll boxes, magical inks and pens, spell books and many other items of wonder. He does appear to be the only one in the shop that you can see.
Darius steps forward, "Sir, if you don't mind the asking: what is the name of a few of the nicer eateries in town. Also, some good inns with nice rooms or suites? We are newly arrived to Port Shaw and would like to find ourselves a safe, comfortable place to rest our heads."
Astrianna's left eye only twitches slightly as her profession is referred to as lesser magic, the smile still on her face. "Ah, you must be a wizard, then? It is fortunate for Shaw to have a master of the arcane such as yourself."
She gestures at the scrolls. "Separate scrolls please."
The bard does not pay yet, instead engaging in some small talk and asking a few other questions, as well as giving some time for her companions to look for items they might need. "Is there a store that specializes in bardic magic in the Silk? I'm looking for a few musically inclined spells that a wizard of your caliber would not be interested in." I should be able to find a high-quality or magical fiddle there, as well...The owner is probably more appreciative of my magic too!
"Yes you are...new to town. Mother's Blessing was it?" He smirks as the information sinks in. "That was rather, er, interestingwhat you did on the wharf today." He not contemplates the question. "Well, The Kraken’s Gullet in the Jade District is the top of the line but you won't get looking like that." He thinks a bit more, "The Captain's Wheel is conformable a bit more upscale and it caters to Captains and senior officers it's in the Bawd district. The Green Dragon in the Silk is adequate." He wiggles his finger and a goblet floats over to him, "The Spyglass and Hook as spacious rooms but its interior courtyard is notorious for the rowdy behavior of its guests. Basically a few coins gets you spot on the ground." He drinks.
"The Pig’s Whistle a fun tavern that serves wonderful pork and rum dishes. Good entertainment there to, stays packed." A wicked little smile appears on his face s he looks a the three women, "Eight Pence near the docks is a solid tavern but it caters to flesh."
He waves his hand in the air and speaks a word then in front of him appears a glamer of a map, with all the spots that he just mentioned on it with corresponding smells.
Adriel allows the Bard to do her talking, he absentmindedly pets Thrasher and peruses the scroll catalogue, looking for some particular ones.
The place was moderately well stocked, moreso than the confines would normally allow but this was not an uncommon thing in tje few magic shops that did exist in the world.
I am after a Wizard or Witch Scroll of Blindness, of Mirror Image and another of True Strike and a wand of Infernal Healing. A pearl of power if you have any.
Thrasher screeches and Varrel speaks to his familiar to soothe it.
Darius chuckles at the man's comment on his state of appearance. "Yes, that is something we intend to remedy as soon as possible."
"You are correct Port Shaw is fortunate to have me. Yes, Fiddlesticks is here and a dot appears on the illusion map that is floating. If you see Lefty remind him that debts should not go unpaid."