Baphos I
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"I think Lukaas is right, this deserves more than "a" drink. I want something to eat too." Then, coming next to Sukune "Thanks big fellow, this saved us sometimes and I think here we won´t use it anymore." Baphos gives to Sukune his wand of Cure Light Wounds.
Killia
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Killia is grateful for the smoother journey back to the cabin and sinks to the ground once they make it back to safety. He shrugs at Baphos' and Lukaas' suggestions unhappily.
"I only have hard trail rations, the Numerian wastes prepare me to bring nutritious food, not tasty. I am hoping Kalkemedes has some game in that hut of his."
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It takes a bit, but after about a half-hour Kalkamedes beings out a large pot filled with eggs and a plate heaping with strips of some sort of meat. "I'm not much used to cooking for company, but hopefully this should do for now." he says. Ducking back into the cabin, the Pathfinder emerges with a large bottle of Isgeri rum. "And I've no idea how this goes with eggs, but lets hope the answer's 'good'." He lifts the bottle in a toast, then pours himself a shot beofre sitting at a small table currently stacked with mis-mathcing plates and cups.
As you dig into the meal, Kalkamedes sits back contentedly. After some time, he straightens up and clapss his hands, elbows leaning on the table. "I know I said it, but it bears reapeating: I can't thank you enough for coming and helping my...condition. Inheritor knows that much of the world thinks of us as thieves and thugs, and sure there some Pathfinders who don't do much to help that rep. But it's agents like you that are the heart of the Society. We don't just roam and file tidbits away. We co-operte. We stand with each other. Never lose sight of that."
He leans back and reaches down to pull out Gamin. Placing the sword on the table, he says. "Gamin here was quite taken by your actions too. He and I have been together for some time. Kindred spirits you might say. But I'm getting older and lately just track and re-track the same hills, and this little jaunt seems to have reminded him of the thrill of the unknown."
Kalkamedes falls quiet but Gamin itself picks up immeadiately. "Yes, perhaps it might be good for me to 'return to the field' again as it were. So, if any of your would have me, I would be honored to take on one of you as a new partner as you go."
Gamin the Misforged will appear on your chronicle sheets, for any (or all) of you to obtain if you wish.