Youre in the Hall of Rectitude. So here iw where you'd access Hellknight Records or official documents. The Chancery is where you could do any other research. There is no bounty on Goblins. You can act as vigilantes of course under the auspices of the letter of Warrant.
Nycholas casually signs the warrent. "We should pick up some mapmaking equipment. I already have some stuff; compass, pens, tape measure. Just need appropriate paper, I think." Impulsive teenager he may be, Nycholas still values knowledge and, selfish as his primary reasons to venture in to the Spire are, he also seeks to catalogue what there is to be found in the Spire.
The man glanced at Edeldhur and nods that of course is a very good question. First is the order does take items as payment. They don't have to be converted to cash. If the value exceeds your 30% you will be given either cash, if available, back....or a credit towards valued items the Order might have available...orfsiling that a credit off your next 30%
"Understood" - the elf nodded in thanks.
Nycholas casually signs the warrent. "We should pick up some mapmaking equipment. I already have some stuff; compass, pens, tape measure. Just need appropriate paper, I think." Impulsive teenager he may be, Nycholas still values knowledge and, selfish as his primary reasons to venture in to the Spire are, he also seeks to catalogue what there is to be found in the Spire.
"I have mapmaking equipment" - Edeldhur points out - "It is a craft I learned a few years back" - he adds - "We can use them for now, and replace as needed?"
Shrugging, Ratel turns to the others, "One of the farm kids was talking about finding a goblin fort. I was thinking about checking it out." He smiled, 'Was kind of hoping doing a good deed would earn a little extra coin. Guess not."
As the conversation turned to map making equipment, Ratel piped in, "Edeldhur, it would make sense to use your equipment, then we pay to replace it."
Looking at the list, checking for signatures, he realizes Baerlon hadn't signed. Holding the pen out to the dwarf, he asks. "well?"
Good deeds have a value of their own friend Ratel,” Rooip responded to Ratel’ remarks about the goblins.
Maybe he doesn’t like the 30 percents, he wonders while the barbarian holds the pen out to the dwarf.
After the Dwarf added his signature, taking the pen from Ratel and nodding without much to say, the group received their Letter of Warrant. The Clerk looked among them, finally settled on Arcanus and handed the document to him. He added Dont lose it. And remember each time you return to Fort Inevitable, you must let the Maralictor at the gate know what youre declarations are.
The group exited the clerks office of the Hall of Rectitude and moved back outside looking at each other where to go to next.
'It never hurts to be polite.' Nodding to the Clerk as he hands the document to Arcanus, "Thank you." He turns an steps outside the door.
Hearing Arcanus' account for food, Ratel smiles. "How odd, I carry the same, five days worth of food. But I doubt if we will be gone that long, so it should be plenty." Shrugging, "Besides we can hunt a little if we need to."
Looking towards Edeldhur, Ratel asks, "Edeldhur didn't you say something about buy supplies and writing a few scrolls or something?"
"That is correct" - the elf replies - "I need to buy some materials, and then I need a couple hours of work to scribe the scrolls themselves" - he explains, then looks around.
"I will need to visit Nolm Bindery for the scrolls themselves, and Serfurd's Potions and Reagents for the components themselves. If I can locate them..."
"Better to, uh, not waste too much time. Around town. The tower isn't getting any younger." Nycholas nervously rubs the back of his neck with one hand, looking up and down the street.
"Better to, uh, not waste too much time. Around town. The tower isn't getting any younger." Nycholas nervously rubs the back of his neck with one hand, looking up and down the street.
Arthdane casts an inquiring eye over Nycholas, as he replies "I don't think we're going out there at night, not with a bed paid for at a good inn, so we've got until tomorrow..."
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Turning to Eldelhur he says, "If you're going to write a scroll, I will also. What other things might we need in the dungeon?"
”Rooip can be making Bombs to destroy the evil blight of insects. Friends might want something to deal with these pests,” Rooip suggested.
Chuckling at the young Nycholas' excitement, Ratel nods when Arthdane tells him their not leaving until the morning. Raising an eyebrow as the cleric speaks of writing scrolls as well, he points to the north. "Their both that way," He nods his head for the others to follow, heading to the other side of the Hall of Rectitute, past the general store and up to the next corner. Pointing, "There's the Priory and there's Serfurds." He points past the potions and Reagents shop, "the building beyond is Rillin's Armory." He gives a smile. "Of course you can read the sign and figure that out."
While the casters decide what scribing supplies their purchasing, Ratel points to the end of town. "One of the farm boys has been telling folks he found a 'goblin fort' in the woods. Anyone think it's worth investigating or at least asking him about?"
Goblins are just as big a plague as insects, only not as tasty,” the grippli affirms with a flick of his tongue. ”Rooip likes the idea of investigating goblin rumors.”
The Wizard moved into the the first of his shops, to obtained scroll material. He moved into Nolm Bindery and was immediately bombarded with the smells associated with old books and manuscripts. It was a very cluttered shop. with things stacked haphazardly around on shielves and book cases. A counter ran the width of the shop, and a comely Garundi woman was behind the counter. her piercing green eyes offset by her dusky complexion. She had a ready smile and waved at Edeldhur. Please come in come in. How can I help you sir?
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With nothing better to do until tomorrow, Arcanus followed Edeldhur to the Nolm Bindery and waited outside, noting the cramped quarters, and the beautiful garundi proprietor.
Arcanus stands in front of the window to Nolm Bindery with his arms folded, attempting to look down the street in a nonchalant manner.
The myriad of scrolls and writing implements assaulted Edeldhur's senses, but in a good way. One that made him smile.
Between the woman's beauty and Arcanus's surreptitious message, the elf found himself at a loss for words for words however, and simply staring - "Apologies, I..." - he stammered - "I am looking for arcane scroll scribing materials, and... I was told this was the place to come to. So I did. Well not only I. Also some of my companions. And then you were here. Yes.."
She smiled, and the smile was genuine and without any agenda.
Indeed. It is the place to come. Welcome to Nolms Bindery. Im Nolm. or rather Im Falindra Nolm, and this is my shop. Tell me what you need and Ill get it for you. I think you'll find me fair and honest.
following Edeldhur and Arcanus, Ratel, nods at Arcanus as he stops outside and follows Edeldhur into the shop. Turning back to Arcanus, he shrugs. "I figure to take a look around. Who knows, maybe someday I'll learn to cast spells."
Nodding to the Garundi woman, Ratel points at the elf, "I'm with him." Turning and looking at a shelf full of manuscripts, Ratel looks out the window noticing the archeologist standing there with his arms crossed.
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Following Edeldhur and Arcanus, Ratel, nods at Arcanus as he stops outside and follows Edeldhur into the shop. Turning back to Arcanus, he shrugs. "I figure to take a look around. Who knows, maybe someday I'll learn to cast spells."
"Oh!" Arcanus jumped slightly at the supremely quiet wilderness expert. "Have you shown any early signs of arcane manifestation, like sparks, or weird sounds from nowhere; or do you have any family members who are magically inclinded?"
Nodding to the Garundi woman, Ratel points at the elf, "I'm with him." Turning and looking at a shelf full of manuscripts, Ratel looks out the window noticing the archeologist standing there with his arms crossed.
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Shaking his head at Arcanus' question. "Nope, about all I've done is scare some arcane types" Smiling when he asks about family. "Well, my mom is a sorcerous, she said some day I may grow into it." He chuckles, "But at twenty five I think I'm done growing, but maybe that's not what she means." He nods his head in the general direction of the woman at the counter and winks. "Can't hurt to go in and take a look around."
Seeing something in the way Arcanus makes eye contact with Edledhur, Ratel rolls his eyes, but says nothing. Picking up one of the manuscripts, seeing if he knows the language.
As the two of them enter she practically beams. I dont get this many visitors in so short a time usually welcome welcome. You'll find I have a variety of books on topics both unusual and arcane.
Ratel picks up a manuscript and looks at it. realizes he can read it. The title says "The Life and Legacy of Zura, a Study in the meaning of eternity"
Arthdane is oblivious, perhaps distracted by considering what he will scribe... He stumps into the bindery and asks Nolm "Vellum and quality inks if you please"
Shaking his head at Arcanus' question. "Nope, about all I've done is scare some arcane types" Smiling when he asks about family. "Well, my mom is a sorcerous, she said some day I may grow into it." He chuckles, "But at twenty five I think I'm done growing, but maybe that's not what she means."
"If you would be interested, I could assist with learning the fundaments of the Arcane" - Edeldhur offers.
She smiled, and the smile was genuine and without any agenda.
Indeed. It is the place to come. Welcome to Nolms Bindery. Im Nolm. or rather Im Falindra Nolm, and this is my shop. Tell me what you need and Ill get it for you. I think you'll find me fair and honest.
"Well met Nolm. I am Edeldhur" - the wizard manages to recover his composure and stop staring - "I am looking for scroll scribing materials"
She continued to smile and with a light hearted manner sais Excellent. Im sure you will find my materials above reproach. Vellum , peacock quills, which seem to work best for finer manipulation, and the best Ink for scribing scrolls. Metysso. I seems to holding the bonding of spell components better, at least from what Ive heard. That'll be 32 gold.
she glanced at Arthdane, who seemed for more serious The same for you?
then she spied the Large brown and right Rat that was peaking from a stachel on Edeldhur Oh hes absolutely adorable. Who is this?
After taking a meticulous look at the vellum, quill and ink, Edeldhur produced the coins to pay for the materials with an approving nod - as he reached for his bag, his rat companion was roused from its slumber - "This is Arzo" - he smiled at his familiar, then back at the woman - "My familiar, and friend. It seems I woke him"
"Yes miss, the same will do nicely"
She petted the Rat who wrinkled his nose at her and smelled her hand carefully before turning to look to see if there was anything to eat...
Falindra got the stuff together for each of them and collected their money thanking them for the business.
"Thank you for the hospitality Miss Nolm" - Edeldhur returned the courtesy, and waited for the others to be ready to continue along.
"If you would be interested, I could assist with learning the fundaments of the Arcane" - Edeldhur offers.
Not possibly fully understanding what Edeldhur is offering, Ratel shrugs, "My mom says if it will happen it will happen." Looking a little sheepishly, he lowers his voice. "Beside, I always thought of wizards as a little." he shrugs, lifting his hand and waggling a finger. "You know."
Flipping through 'The life and Legacy of Zura, a study in the meaning of eternity.' Ratel frowned slightly when he realized there were no pictures. Realizing the others had made their purchase, he sets the book back on it's shelf. Nodding politely to Falindra, "Yes, thank you for you hospitality, it is a lovely shop."
Turning to Edeldhur and Arthdane, he asks, "Shall we continue towards Serfurd's?"
The group exits and goes the short distance to Sefurds Apothecary.
Inside a thin man of slight elvish descent, sits behind a counter. This shop is the opposite of Falndra's. Every thing is in its place. Perfectly organized. The man said as they entered. in a whining voice that grated on their nerves. How can I help you?
Arthdane casts an inquiring eye over Nycholas, as he replies "I don't think we're going out there at night, not with a bed paid for at a good inn, so we've got until tomorrow..."
"Yeah... I guess." Nycholas seems to not want to run in to a certain somebody before leaving town...
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Once in the safety of the apothacary, Nycholas seems to relax. "We need, what was it you called them, Rooip? Bombs? Bombs."
"Bombs?" - Edeldhur raises an eyebrow, and shows the slightest hint of a smile.
"In any case... For myself, and once you are done with my companion's request, I am looking for a few specific reagents, aimed at scroll scribing"
Following Nycholas and Edeldhur into the shop, chuckling at the idea of Rooip purchasing bombs from a shop. Finding the appearance of the shop less inviting, Ratel stands quietly with his hands behind his back as Edeldhur lists off the things he will need.
The grippli shakes his head, ”Rooip make bombs not buy them. We can buy acid and fire in a flask or vial.”
Sefured sneered as he said Yah boy. Cant sell ya bombs. You should know that. But please you folks can walk around and find the reagents, components, and alchemical items you might want and return here after finding them. I'll wait. .
Nycholas knew he was well connected with the Hell Knights and was on the Council of Prosperity for Fort Inevitable, but he did have a reputation for being generally unliked by most.
Alchemy not being the young man's forte, Nycholas allows the green fellow to instruct him on what to purchase. The insect-eating amphibian alchemist presumably knows the best alchemical equipment for insect slaying.
Edeldhur takes his time perusing around the shop, and eventually brings to the counter the materials he needs - "I think this will be all from me"
As they make their way through the shop Rooip points out, ”Acid flasks works best. Two or three should do.”
Nodding as Rooip pointed out the acid flasks. Realizing they were on a higher shelf, and not sure Sefured would appreciate the Grippli climbing the shelves, Ratel volunteers. "I'll grab them Rooip."
He picks up three of the acid flasks, then looks at his small green friend. "Anything else?"
”Thanks,” Rooip said with a bob of his head. ”That should do it.”
Nycholas also picks up three acid flasks as advised. He is stronger than he is graceful and the acid-filled flasks make him nervous.