GM Tyranius Age of Ashes (PF2E) (Inactive)

Game Master Tyranius

Raspar steps in front of the man, taking any attacks upon Hueberk onto his own body. He stares defiantly at any that would continue to harm the surrendered, especially if they are dwarven.

If there are no attacks forthcoming, Raspar will completely disarm the man.

"Now, what is your business with the woman?" Raspar asks, knowing that part of the deal was true and faithful honesty about his purpose here.

"Going to bleed for those who'll stab us in the back, Raspar?" the dwarf snarls, still riding his fury. "I thought you were better than that."

It takes a few moments, but Kelvin's rage abates. When he has reached a level of calm, he says to Hueberk, "You are going to tell us everything now. You made a pretty big mistake here, and the only way you to pay for it is spilling. So start with the halfling's question, and then don't stop there."

Dori Eyes the man weighing his words.
perception (sense motive): 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34

"Kelvin, watch him. If he so much as sneezes in the wrong direction, end him. He's already lied once." Dori takes a bit of rope from his backpack and binds his hands and feet. he's not worried about them being too tight.

"I'm with Dori. It is the scorpion's nature to sting. I'll tell you right now, your ephemeral life means nothing to me. If I am unsatisfied, I promise you'll know. Speak. Speak truthfully. Speak completely. Speak as if your life depends on it."

Intimidate: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28 I know, not wise, but fitting.

Cabaguil will rush into the room to examine the wainwright. Yes, their prisoner is important, but the others in their passion clearly have that covered.

He attends the poor man, loosening his bonds and gag and examining his injuries.

Medicine: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (4) + 19 = 23 (not healing as yet, just examining to figure out if he's still alive, etc.)

Cabaguil finds the wainwright alive, though barely. That knife to his throat would have certainly ended his life.

Hueberk continues to look at the ground. "I just came to Breachhill. I only took your Wainwright as a ploy to draw you out and into this trap. Laslunn, the leader of my organization send me on this personal mission. Laslunn wants to know more about Alseta's Ring. I was told to get the information by whatever means and then meet her at a shipping company called Sunset Imports in Kintargo once I returned."

Raspar eases only slightly from his vigil over the prisoner, and begins to tie the man up using rope from his pack.

"Keep talking and maybe you'll live this day. Them dwarves are true to their word: you'll live or die by the truths you offer. Now, who is Laslunn? Describe her."

"And why does Laslunn want to know more about Alseta's Ring?"

Cabaguil continues to focus on the wainwright, still not confident he'll be OK. He gestures to Cuthberwyn, "Here, help me carry him to the outer room, away from this madman."

Once he's safely lying down on a bench or propped up in a chair as comfortably as possible, he'll cast Heal (2) (•>>)

Healing: 2d8 + 16 + 1 ⇒ (5, 2) + 16 + 1 = 24 (beads)

Cuthberwyn lends a hand to Cabaguil, keeping one ear on the conversation and trying to discern truth from fabrication.

Now, who is Laslunn? Describe her."

"Laslunn is a fierce gnoll slaver. You don't want to cross her if you have the choice." He gives you a detailed description of her with a terrible wound across her left eye and snout, causing that eye to become clouded and blind.

"And why does Laslunn want to know more about Alseta's Ring?"

Hueberk shrugs. "I don't know. She told me to come here and find out what was going on. I wasn't stupid enough to question why."

Cabaguil and Cuthberwyn get the Wainwright down onto the floor where they can tend to his injuries. With a little healing it looks like he will pull through, though it may take a little time before he will be able to get back to work on the Citadel. Watching what he can Cuthberwyn seems to believe that Hueberk is telling the truth of what he knows.

"That's good so far. Where were going to report back to? Where would you return with this information?" Raspar asks, almost out of questions, but having fully tied the man up.

Any loot of interest?

When there are no more questions, Raspar will take the prisoner to the Breachhill Town Hall and to the local sheriff/deputy to explain what happened.

Dori eyes the halfling as he takes the rope from his hands and ties the 'Jerk' up. When he's done. Dori double checks the knots because Raspar isn't always detailed in this sort of thing. Dori makes them tight enough that the man is uncomfortable.

"answer the halfling's questions." Dori states with a low growl.
"I have beliefs that keep me from killing a man when he's tied up, but this dwarf," pointing a lazy finger at Kelvin,"Is under no such restrictions..."

"Raspar, I don't want you going alone on that task. I'll join you."

"answer the halfling's questions."

Huberk looks confused. ""I already told you! Sunset Imports in Kintargo"

He looks a bit relieved as the group decides to tie him up as he is drug through town to the sheriff's office while Cabaguil and Cuthberwyn tend to the Wainwright and gather up the equipment from the Scarlet Triad thugs.

Ðakaþos looks over the spellbook, curious what other morsels of dweomercraft may be found. "Time to break the local economy I think." No one can tell if he's joking.

With Hueberk secured, Cuthberwyn returns to the Citadel, an idea tossing about in his head.

You all recall the Reliant Book Company, yes? Well, it's still abandoned, and I thought perhaps we should secure the tomes within and start a library here at Rainbow Citadel! The gnome is quite excited by the prospect.

I'd love to do some research on Kintargo and find out what we may about this Sunset Imports place. Now we'll be sure to include the research done into the founder of Breachill, but maybe not force it on the residents there unless someone cares to seek it out, hmm?

"Knowing one's enemy allows you to know how they think. how they battle. Torag approves of this library. He also demand a forge. A proper Dwarven Keep cannot be without a forge. We will build one as well."

"Kintargo, eh? Ain't that the place that had some kind of revolutionaries? A group called the Silver Ravens? Could be an interesting place to check out, especially if the Triad is using it as home. But let's get ready for it."

Kelvin spends his first day of downtime getting roaring drunk at the local drinking establishment.

"I couldn't agree more about the library. A forge isn't a bad idea too." Call out the treasure so we can outfit ourselves as we work on the home base.

Treasure sheet is all up to date.

Dakapos flips open the spellbook and finds several pages of spells within.

crushing despair, discern lies, fly, dream message, enthrall, hypnotic pattern; invisibility, mirror image, paranoia; charm, command, fear, ray of enfeeblement; Cantrips detect magic, message, prestidigitation, read aura, shield

After delivering the villain to the sheriff (thanks Dak!), Raspar will return to visit the Dreamhouse, reporting in to the head dreamer, and his friend gnome. He will help sell the equipment then offer his usual tithe to the soup kitchen.

”Oh yeah, that’s a good idea about the library. Lots of fun books to read when people come visit the Rainbow DreamCastle Citadel,” Raspar agrees with Cuth, and the need for a nice forge. ”I can’t wait to get to landscaping. We’ll want a nice garden of course, but not sure we have the space for a baroque or charbagh style, but perhaps a blent cottage and Hon Non Bo? We’ll see. I’ll need to examine the grounds more...” Raspar chatters excitedly as he walks back to the Citadel, discussing the best options for the exterior grounds.

Once the wainwright is properly seen to, Cabaguil joins the others walking to the Citadel. ”Before we can implement all these lovely plans, we’re going to need to finish repairing the walls. I also have some things to do which will take a couple weeks, though I suppose I can see to administration during that time at least.”

”And yes, we have much to sell, and I have a few things to buy as well if the money is available.” (I’ve gone through the treasure sheet and taken everything I want/need. We should keep the bag of holding (line 149) for the group to carry food and supplies as well as loot. Who is willing to carry/track it?)

With that, Cabaguil will examine the logs of what’s been done over the time they were away, and see what he can do to get things back on track (Administer Citadel).
Society: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (11) + 14 = 25 vs DC 20

Once he has things in order, he heads back into town (the next day) and hunts down his friend, Peric Byrch. He takes him out for a meal, or, more likely, coffee as he’s probably already had breakfast by the time Cabaguil arrives. He fills him in on his adventures, trying to stick as closely as possible to the truth, but the story does stretch a little from time to time in the telling.

In the end, he looks to his friend and one time mentor saying, ”So you see, I cannot be bringing poor Spooky into such environments. Why she stayed hidden in my pack for most of the time, but that’s no way for a cat to behave. I was wondering… would you take her in? Just for a bit until we get the Citadel stabilized and staffed? She’ll make a marvelous mouser there, but it’s still a little ‘open to the sky’ if you know what I mean.”

And with that, Cabaguil begins a weeklong study to swap out a feat…
Swap Class Feat: Cantrip Expansion (Mage Hand, Message) for Enhanced Familiar (1 week)

Week two to come, but I didn’t want to get too far ahead.

Cuthberwyn's first week will be spent buying the Reliant Book Company for future transfer of its stock to Rainbow Citadel. He offers Jorell Blacktusk a side job cataloging what's in the shop (and, should he find something he might care to include in the Archive, they can discuss that). Cuth lets the archivist know that he's specifically looking for anything to be found on Kintargo.

Heading back to the Dreamhouse Raspar finds his gnomish friend, Fuonavunnem Igleeck, working the garden. He gives an energetic wave. "WelcomebackRaspar!"

Excited Raspar gets rid of the groups unwanted equipment and rushes back to the Citadel to begin scouting the grounds for possible upgrades. He finds Cabaguil going over a few of the administrative duties and getting some of the workers gathered before heading back into town for additional training.

Cabaguil has it right. You have to finish the basic repairs before you can begin any of the upgrades such as a Library. The only basic repairs you have left are the crumbling walls.

Back in town Cuthberwyn works with Jorell Blacktusk, the book maker, on procuring the books from the Reliant Book Company. He seems to offer it up for a good cause, seeing as the owner is now deceased. "Kintargo huh?" Blacktust puts the glue on the binding of a book. "Kintargo's a big place. Lots of stuff happening. You looking for anything in particular?"

Back in town Cuthberwyn works with Jorell Blacktusk, the book maker, on procuring the books from the Reliant Book Company. He seems to offer it up for a good cause, seeing as the owner is now deceased. "Kintargo huh?" Blacktust puts the glue on the binding of a book. "Kintargo's a big place. Lots of stuff happening. You looking for anything in particular?"

Shipping companies, mostly, Cuthberwyn says. And those associated with them. We've a lead on a place called Sunset Imports, in particular. Ever heard of it?

Chris the player is going to spend a few days at the beach, logging on to meetings and reading up on the wizard dedication and copying spells a bit more (did we ever find what was in that spellbook, I'm headed to the treasure sheet next?) Dak, time dependent, will likely hunt down and copy some spells. I'm still struggling to embrace the wizard dedication. I find that I'm not casting spells at all really, and want to change that. My goal for this character was to build a BECMI edition elf.

After having a bender of an evening in town, Kelvin rises late the next morning to get to work repairing the training hall. He keeps his distance from the others, but can be heard cursing and swearing while performing a job he obviously dislikes.
8 days of downtime to Repair Crumbled Walls for the Training Room. Craft (Expert) with Assurance for a result of 23

Dori rises early and goes to check on the wainwright. He has two reasons for his visit. 1. to check on his health and how he is recovering. 2. To ask that be able to use his Anvil and tools in the morning as part of his daily devotional.

"Would it be fine with you that I use your shop during the early morning hours. An hour a day at most. Torag requires that I practice my skills regularly. I have not been able to do so for quite some time. They don't have the proper tools in the jungle." The dwarf continues,"I make sure the shop is just the way I found it every morning."

After his talk with Fadelby, Dori goes out to find Amera and Rorsk about to ask they about rebuilding the Court and training hall.

diplo (Amera for Court work): 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (13) + 17 = 30
diplo (Rorsk for training room work): 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (18) + 17 = 35

Sorry. I’ll get a post fuller up tonight.

Raspar tours the grounds of the Rainbow DreamCastle Citadel and thinks about what might be best.

@Dakapos- Spellbook contents post (Link)

"Sunset Imports hmm," Blacktusk thinks for a moment and grabs a book from the shelf and slowly flips through the pages. "Looks to be owned by one of the noble families of Kintargo. A Sedranni Vashnarstill."

He slides the book over to Cuthberwyn. Sunset Imports has been operated by the Vashnarstill family for decades, during which time it’s been a leading business in Kintargo, bringing in Arcadian goods for distribution throughout Cheliax.
The business’s foremost client used to be House Thrune, but now that Ravounel has seceded from Cheliax and ties with House Thrune have become complicated, Sunset Imports has fallen on hard times.

The Vashnarstills have long been proud citizens of Kintargo, but their business’s financial dependence on House Thrune made some in the family less than enthusiastic participants in the recent rebellion that resulted in Ravounel’s independence. Unfortunately, even before Ravounel’s freedom was established, House Thrune canceled all of Sunset Imports’ contracts, costing the business most of their income. The Vashnarstills responded by working hard to secure an exclusive contract with the city’s new leadership, the Silver Council. In traditional Chelaxian fashion, the Vashnarstills sponsored a theatrical banquet and other expensive entertainments. But Ravounel’s government, dedicated to principles of liberty in mercantile pursuits, was eager to establish a tradition against exclusive contracts.

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Back at the Citadel Kelvin works his bender off through sweat and blood as he takes a week to repair a set of the crumbling walls in the training yard. Seeing quite a bit more wall needing repaired Dori hires the pair of stonemasons to help out for a few days. Amera and Rorsk keep up with the dwarf, though barely as they split their teams across the Records Room and the Court of the Nail.

After a long week of work and 96 gold spent on specialists the basic repairs are now completed on the Rainbow Citadel. It shouldn't at least collapse in on you. Now you will be able to focus more on upgrading rooms to what you could use.

Dori- Had to shift those two to fixing the walls as basic repairs had to be completed first.

Now that basic repairs have been completed you can do the following upgrades. A map of the citadel has been posted on slide 2 so you can choose a room for each of these where you would like for them to be built. or just for visualization if you wish.

"Excellent!" Dori begins,"We can help each other out. I need to swing a hammer again and you need work done. I don't know anything about wagons, but I know my way around a forge and i'm competent with most tools. I provide the labor and you provide the material and the knowledge, we can keep your work from piling up until you get your strength back."

Dori offers his hand with an earnest look on his face.

Sorry about that. I missed the post. And holy crap learning spells or adding to a spellbook is expensive. Given the situation, does the party mind if I keep the spellbook, and add over time?

Dak looks over the blue prints and ledgers, "While not swinging a hammer, I'm happy to oversee the construction of a training ground. I'd love a library, but I fear that I've spent too long swinging a blade to be of much use."

Finally getting caught up here. I apologize that this was where I slacked.

Keep the spell book Ðakaþos. It's all yours!

For his second week, Cabaguil again manages the Citadel, pushing paper around, really just the minimum necessary to keep things ticking over as his real focus is elsewhere.
Society: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24 vs DC 20

He spends most of the next week in town, on a concentrated study to swap out another feat…
Swap Class Feat: Dangerous Sorcery for Familiar (1 week)

During the week, he also sees what can be done to better equip himself. He attempts to obtain the following:
Clothing, fine (2gp) x2 (different outfits naturally)
Crying Angel Pendant (7gp)
Crafter's Eyepiece (60gp)
Staff of Healing, greater (470gp, 1)
Add +1 striking to staff (100gp)
Diplomat's Badge (125gp)
Goggles of NIght (150gp)

Total gained, 986gp; Total spent, 916gp; Remainder, 70gp

Satisfied he’s got what he came for, he rejoins the others in the Rainbow Citadel. ”So what’s next? I can help build an infirmary if we’d like one but, other than the weekly paperwork, I can’t be of much assistance. Is there anything I can help any of you with? I also have some ready cash if anyone needs a loan.” (up to 200gp)

He offers his time and money, knowing that sooner or later they must travel to Kintargo.

Glad that he's gotten the annoying grunt work done at the Rainbow Citadel, Kelvin does his level best to get away from it for the next couple days. 8 days used on the repairs, so 6 days left in week two

On his first day he heads over to see Rorsk Axebane at Tuskhead Stoneworking. He spends a good chunk of time making friendly, getting to know the dwarf mason. Kelvin commends the dwarf on his work on the citadel, and the two compare notes on the work they did.
Befriend a Local (Crafting): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33
He leaves the place, laughing and smiling with a promise to have a beer with Rorsk at Cayden's Keg at some point.

The next day he heads over to Quarters and Bits, and finally meets the fast-talking halfling Crink Twiddleton. He goes in to see about buying a potent rune for his weapon. They go back and forth, haggling animatedly, until they settle on a price that Crink says will "starve his family and beggar his business" but Kelvin asserts is "enough gold to make a dragon cry". In other words, they're both happy. And with the purchase made, Kelvin loiters a bit and works to get to know the man, generally letting the halfling talk.
Befriend a Local (Diplomacy): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32

On day three Kelvin sits down with Ogogoro's Pride and his newly acquired runestone. He pulls out his crafting tools, and gets to work applying the rune to the shaft of the spear.
Crafting (DC 24): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18
I'll use a Hero Point
Crafting (DC 24): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19
Unfortunately, the process is foreign, and he just can't figure out what he's doing right.

Day four comes, and Kelvin leaps out of bed to once more apply himself to the 'rune problem'.
Crafting (DC 24): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22
Goddamnit. Fine, I'll use a Hero Point
Crafting (DC 24): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16
He remains stumped, and at one point can be heard throwing his smithing tools around in a fit of rage.

"Alright, third day's the charm. Here goes," he says to himself, starting the day off as positively as he can muster.
Crafting (DC 24): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32
When he finally figures it out, the dwarf's laughter can be heard echoing through the citadal. He bumps into Dori later that day, and explains what he figured out. "The thing is that it's weird magic, and the application is keyed to the magic IN the stone. All this time I'm trying finesse the rune onto the weapon, but it took a concussive force to jam the magic on. Like punching a hole into a steel sheet. So weird!"

And with all his crafting frustrations done, Kelvin celebrates. He'd normally spend the day and night drinking at Cayden's Keg, but opts to try out the Wizard's Grace. His rationale being that he's an adventurer, and he has all kinds of tales of derry-do to share. And share he does, getting drunk enough to spend time (and coin) chatting up Trinil Uskwold.
Befriend a Local (Diplomacy): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26
Kelvin does a reasonable job of holding himself together and not saying anything too embarrassing.

Uncertain where to start and plz ignore if I’m doing this all wrong, Raspar begins to plan out the training facility. He’s not an architect nor a designer nor a craftsman, but he might be able to influence those who are, and then help organize the labor.

1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19 Diplomacy
1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18 Labor Lore

Gunna hero point that:
1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32 Diplomacy

The stonemasons should be done with the stairwell and courtyard, right? So will try to the human, Amera, to help plan and build the Training facility.

Starting into the third week, Cabaguil starts thinking about the future. ”I’ve mentioned it before, but we need a castellan to keep things ticking over while we’re gone. While I have some concerns, I think our best bet is Warbal Bumblebrasher, the goblin diplomat. Might not be ideal, but I think we’ve got enough going on now that the expense is warranted.”

If no one disagrees, Cabaguil will approach the little man and see if he’s interested. Before he goes, he thinks a bit about goblins and what he knows of them to further his advantage. (My diplomat’s badge allows me to make a DC 20 recall knowledge for a +2 to diplomacy for 24 hours to those kind of creatures.)
Society: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16 vs DC 20 (Ahh well, just +1 then)

”So you see good sir, you’d be handling the accounts, ensuring bills got paid, and generally making sure the place isn’t overrun - or if it is, we find out about it. Soon we’ll be headed out into the field again, and I hope to be able to communicate with you while we’re gone, but it may take some time to learn the spell. It’s giving me some trouble, but I’ll master it in time. So, will you help us?”
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 19 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 19 + 1 = 26 (badge)

He’ll spend the rest of the week (just five days for him as he had some overlap from prior work) preparing the infirmary. He’ll do what he can to prepare a room properly for the healing of the sick.

At the end of the third week he chats with the party further, ”So, should we try to push another week, or head out to Kintargo now? Perhaps we should get some horses if it’s far…” he trails off. He’s healthier than he’s ever been after the close calls, and numerous illnesses of the jungle. All the walking, and recovery, has left him more hale than he’s used to. Still, he’d be happy to ride a while, if horses are available.

"I think rounding out the month here before we press on would be a good idea, but I'm game if folks are worried about time and want to move out sooner."

Erased the Basic Repair Activities as they are all now completed and offer no benefit on their own.

Kelvin spends the better part of the week getting to know a few of the folks in town a little better. Haggling and hustling he manages to procure quite the deal on some items, though it takes a couple more days to figure it out as these installation procedures seem to have been missing the instructions, or some hardware as it likely came from the Ikea province.

Maybe a couple of tankards in the Wizard's Grace and some good old dwarven tales will help.

Raspar plants some flowers and tends to setting up a bit of hired help on the training grounds while Cabaguil works his own hands on building an infirmary. With all of the injuries the group has obtained it will likely be needed. Speaking with Amera for the better part of an hour Raspar is able to talk he down into half the wages as she crabs some chalk and begins planning.

Amera will begin working on the Training grounds for up to a Month at 2.25 gold a day. (67.5 total for the month)

Cabaguil knows a thing or two about goblins as Warbal happily agrees to help keep some of the workers on schedule. She calls in some of the Bramblebrashers from the woods to give a 'helping' hand as well as run the numbers on the account book as Cabaguil hands over a king's ransom in gold to a goblin that can barely count to 10.

Though Warbal seems very optimistic and willing to prove herself.

Tossing out sheets and makeshift beds Cabaguil gets to work over the next few days as one of the rooms begins to shape into an infirmary as he chips 6 days away.

Dak spends some time now trying to learn a pair of spells:
Fly: Arcana: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (20) + 17 = 37 Crit means only 18 gold spent
Ray of Enfeeblement: Arcana: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (14) + 17 = 31 Crit means only 1 gold spent

Dak will help out on the dojo for 6 days

Athletics: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (17) + 19 = 36 Crit = 2 Days
Athletics: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (4) + 19 = 23 FAIL
Athletics: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (15) + 19 = 34 1 Day
Athletics: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (9) + 19 = 28 1 Day
Athletics: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (4) + 19 = 23 FAIL
Athletics: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (19) + 19 = 38 Crit = 2 Days

Net: 6 days and 60 Gp of funds.

Raspar tries to help Amera work, laboring and lifting things that need to be lifted, or organizing any work that needs to be done. When he’s not helping her, he’s working on his landscaping and thinking about what things to buy with his hoarded gold. It’s more money than he’s ever seen and after tithing, he knows he can spend it on what he wants...whatever he wants. He’s just having a hard time deciding what that is going to be.

”Dak! Cuth! You guys are twins! Nice matching booties and cloaks!” Raspar greets the pair. ”Is that cotton? Or elf spun spider thread?” he touches cloak, rubbing it between his tiny, but strong, fingers. ”Why did you guys choose these? Are we all getting cloaks and booties like this?”

(Trying to keep things going, if we’re going for a month. If not, please disregard the following…)

Cabaguil thanks Ms. Bumblebrasher, and hopes for the best, though he secretly wonders if he’ll ever see that money again, or the Citadel intact for that matter. He’ll spend much of the last week on the burgeoning infirmary - bouncing back and forth from the Citadel and town, obtaining supplies and then installing them.

Toward the end of the week, he’s often in his room, packing and repacking his traveling gear. He wonders what’s in Kintargo, but more - he’s excited for the trip. The jungle aside, he’s never been that far from home before. The jungle was, well, jungle. Thickly overgrown, hot, and disease ridden. Kintargo is a major city! Who knows what might be found there! He looks forward to meeting the people.

He grows more and more excited as the week passes. When the morning of departure arrives, he’s the first up and, after his morning obligations, he makes a hearty breakfast for everyone to encourage a speedy departure.

"Indeed Raspar. It feels good to be wrapped in the artistry of my forebears. The secrets to its creation are just that my friend, just that."

Are we sticking around for longer?

Cuthberwyn secures the Reliant Book Company and assigns Blacktusk the task of cataloging its contents. Shouldn't take forever, but there's a fair amount in there, Cuth says. But hopefully the cost is worth it.

Over the next couple of weeks, he works on assembling the library for Rainbow Citadel.

Build a Library (20 days Crafting [master] or Lore [master]

Once the archivist is done, he ponders what to do with a vacant building. Can't just leave it abandoned, but we can't move it to Rainbow Citadel, can we? Hmm. Perhaps I'll ask the group.

Meeting up at the Wizard's Grace one evening, Cuth mentions the old Shop to the dwarves. Any ideas?

”Why did you guys choose these? Are we all getting cloaks and booties like this?”

Cuthberwyn chuckles. You certainly can, if you pay for them. He glances over at Dak. By your forebears' leave, of course.

Dakapos puts quite a bit of effort and sweat into the training dojo while Cabaguil dumps gold down onto additional medical supplies for the infirmary. Both are coming along nicely and very close to being completed as Amera puts in a lot of long hours throughout the month. Building training mats, archery target's, and training dummies.

With Blacktusks help on cataloging a small portion of the books Cuthberwyn tosses a few handfuls into his pack and begins lining the shelves in the library of the Citadel.

Are we sticking around for longer?

That is all up to you all. Just let me know when you want to move along.

Dori heads to town early in the first week back to Breachill and does some shopping. All of it a quarters and bits. He provides Crink a note and says, "do you have these items?"
the list:
(2×) Alchemist's fire, moderate
(2×) Antidote, lesser
(2×) Antiplague, lesser
(2×) Potion of flying
Salve of antiparalysis
Armor Potency Rune
Armor Resilience Rune

Crink reads the list, "mmm hhmmm, yes, mmm hmmm yes and yes, Did you know how effective these runes will be on your armor?"

Dori nods, "Aye, we have already earned the respect of a red dragon." Dori lifts his shield as proof of his deeds.

He collects his purchases and heads back to the Citadel.

Sitting with Cuthberwyn at the Wizard's Grace, he ponders the question about the former Reliant Book Company. "If nefarious sorts know that place was Voz's, they'll likely be drawn to it. Thinking her notes are there or some such. If that's so, it might be worthwhile to make any nosy sorts pay."

He asks the gnome for his writing instruments and begins sketching out a rough floorplan of the bookshop. "We could set up an alarm trap at the entry, maybe even tied to the door. The door will be locked, but someone will try and pick it. Amateurs will probably trigger it, and I can tell you that loud noises are enough to scare away amateurs. But..." Kelvin continues to sketch, his tongue sticking out slightly as he concentrates. "We'll want something real tough and nasty. Maybe attached to a desk drawer, since that's where paperwork would be found. But the place will be empty, so we might need to rig up a secret compartment in a floorboard. Something that seems hidden, but isn't too hard to spot for someone searching. We trap that with some alchemical bombs. Yeah..."

Unfortunately for Cuthberwyn, Kelvin gets pretty drunk that night. The next morning he has no recollection of even seeing the gnome, nevermind any lofty ideas about traps.

Dori has little trouble finding what he needs to purchase as Kelvin has a drunken night hitting up quite a few of the locals in the Wizard's Grace, earning himself quite the discounts.

Come morning time Cuthberwyn's bookstore may or may not be filled with several traps.

With the funds for the Citadel upgrades beginning to run a little lower after a month of hard labor you find Raspar standing in Alseta's ring. Picking up Eclipse, which also serves as a portal key for the Dreamgate, he holds it nearby and the gate within the stone begins to churn into a shimmering mist. Pulling it away it turns the mist off. What lies beyond is still shrouded in mystery.

"I admit to a bit of wanderlust. Raspar, let's see what's beyond. The citadel will wait."

"So we're not going to Kintargo?" Cabaguil seems disappointed, sort of, though he's keenly interested in what may lie beyond the mist. "As long as it's not another jungle," he admits.

Before departing though, as he's a little extra cash from the generous town discounts, he'll pick up an armor potency rune +1 for his explorers outfit. He's not in combat much, but every little bit helps against those damnable criticals.

He gears up and is ready to go when the others are.