Mos stays hidden in the overgrowth and keeps a watchful eye on both the water and their new "friend"
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Moving slightly to keep hidden and get the best position to shoot from, Mos again fires from concealment at the giant amphibians. Hide roll (17): Back Attack:
Crouching down and staying hidden in the grass, Mos fires at the frogs. Hide roll (17): (well that was close!!) Back Attack:
Sneaking up to a good place to fire from, Mos lines up the frog with the blue arm and fires. Attack!:
yup...still here
"Indeed...let's get a move on to this thorp and see if she has truly been kidnapped and taken there...is this Gleaming Glade possibly on the way to Harleton?" The halfling seems drawn into this rescue as much as the others.
Mos, slightly skeptical of the old dwarf's story, continues to listen to see if there is some noticeable flaw in any of the details he relates. "Can you tell us anything more about this beast? Smells, Sounds...anything might help!"
Here and ready!!
Mos enters the room carefully. He makes his way to Ping and taps her on the shoulder so she knows he is there. While the others try to break up the fight, the halfling stays out of the way. "Ping...the others are here...step away before you are hurt!"
Mos looks over all the clothes that Ping purchased. "A very good selection. You should be able to make many different disguises out of these, if needed. As for me, I think I will be retiring for the night. We still have much to do, and morning will be upon us soon that we might like!" With a smile and a wave, the halfling heads out to his sleeping quarters.
Mos arranges to sell all the items (minus the dagger Spiro claimed). He will take the money and return to the Inn to share out the loot.
I agree with store credit...I am sure he will have some goods that we want and might be willing to go a bit lower on cost if it is credit spent in his store...
Mos adds a little 'Thieves Cant' into his response, seeing if perhaps the blacksmith picks up on it. If not, then he will agree to the price and take the money. He will also give the two knives another once over to ensure he is getting the best price for them.
"Had a run-in with goblins on our way here. Decided to gather up all their gear rather than leaving it out there for someone else to use. Maybe good as scrap metal?"
"Thank you master Walright. I have a number of old weapons and armor I am looking to sell. Please take a look and tell me what you thinK." He arranges the wears so to try and present the items in the best of light.
Mos smiles at the human's antics and turns to Ping. "Will you be alright here on yer own? I want to talk to this smith and try to get the rest of this gear sorted before we settle for the night. I'll come back and get you...or you can come and see me if you finish first. Ok?"
Mos nudges Ping and whispers into her ear.
Talking to Rastifer, the halfling inquires who might be interested in the armour and weapons. "Thank you for your service Mr.Rastifer. Might you know of anyone who would be interested in this armour and weapons?"
Mos stands by and assists Ping in her bartering in the hopes they can get the maximum amount for what they are selling and get her a decent price for future sales and her hair dye.
Mos smiles at the gnome. "I think I know where we can get what you want...as well as a place to sell some of the loot we gathered."
Mos places a hand on Ping's shoulder and shakes his head. "You were brave and even if you were scared, to helped! Be proud of that achievement."
Mos heads out and heads over to the bakery where Ping and the others might be. Once there he describes his conversation with Rastifer. "So we can unload the items we picked up on our way here for cash and perhaps get some items in trade...including hair dye!"
I always loved Trampier...WOrmy was a fantastic comic....wish he had continued on with it!
"Very good...I will return with our booty...oh, and do you happen to carry any hair dye? A friend is looking for a bit of a change and ask if I could fine her some." The halfling continues to search the shelves of the store for anything truly interesting or rare. Perhaps a small gift for someone...:-)
They are amazing artists!!! for dogs...lol
"Quite the collection you have here Master Rastifer. Do you by chance also purchase items? We have travelled far and have obtained a number of odds and ends. Also, might your hounds be for sale? I know our group could use a loyal guard dog!"
Mos wanders into Rastifer's Store and looks around. He not only is looking for the dye for Ping, but also feels the owner out for the possibilities of having any 'special' stock items that they might be looking for, as well as him being a fence for treasure.
Mos wanders the paths of the small village, acquainting himself with the layout of the land. He also looks for signs of any organized Thieves Guild that might be operating in the village, especially around the mining business and the Carman family. Finally, he examines a few merchants to find hair dye for Ping.
Mos has been wandering the town, getting the 'lay of the land' and listening to the people to see what kind of place this is.
I am good if we sell everything else and split the profits.
Mos agrees to help his gnomish friend and sets out to find someplace to purchase dyes.
Mos shakes his head to the invitation to ride with Jenneleth. "My thanks for the offer, but I will make my own way through this stream. It also might help to wash some of this goblin stink off my clothes"
Mystery roll:
Mos give Ping a one-armed hug and smiles at his friend. "Excellent work with that spell! You are becoming more confident day by day. It is good to have a friend like you here with us." Mos continues to stay by the gnome's side and talks about common and inconsequential things as they travel on.
Mos makes his way over to Lady Jenneleth and Ping. He is not surprised to see the gnome without her disguise and nods in approval of her bravery to show herself. "Might be for the best this. How is the Lady? Can we wake her?" He takes a look at the unconscious human and tries to wake her from her unintended slumber. "Elyan come here and see if you can wake the Lady. Hurry now, I am not sure such a blow and remaining unconscious so long can be good for her!"
Rolling out of the way of the thug's leader, Mos shakes his head at the man's continual banter while fighting. Again the halfling takes aim and fires at the brigand...hoping to finally bring him down. Attack:
With the brute right before him, Mos fires at point blank range hoping to silence the slaver for good! Attack:
Swinging to face the thug with the club, Mos mutters a curse under his breath and fires an arrow at the approaching menace. Attack:
Moving towards the archer that Hûnidark has decided to charge, Mos fires around the monk in an attempt to take the archer out quickly. Attack:
Mos moves forward with 'Zeebo' to pass the guard. "Me Ol'Gaffer and I are no more evil than your group here. We are trying to do a good deed by completing a courier's mission in bringing a message to your liege-lord. Follow us if you must, or send men to keep an eye on us, but please do not stop us from completing this quest." The halfling puts on his 'little kid' act to try and sway the humans into letting them go on.
Mos gets ready to step in with the interaction between the dwarf and Ping, but says nothing as she starts to speak dwarven. A small smile crosses his face at the smooth way she dodges the language issue.
Thoughts and prays with you and your family
Mos smiles fondly as he watches Zeebo's interactions with the human boy. He heartily nods in agreement with her words and smiles again as the boy wisely decides against keeping the helm. "Wise words gaffer. Now, back to the road and getting our charge to her destination!"
Mos works his way down to the gathering hall and sees all his companions already up. He looks to see Zeebo and is glad that the 'old halfling' seems to be in somewhat better spirits this morning.
He makes his way to a table where he takes a bowl of potage and eats his fill.
Ping: Mos holds the young girl's hand and awkwardly and continues to pat it. Perhaps he told you those things to keep you safe. I don't know why he would say those things...I know my own family was large and I was sold to the guild to pay off my father's debts. My trust is limited to people I feel I can count on...and you are one of those people Ping. Your father told you things for a reason, and I would suspect they were to keep you safe...so no, he was not lying as far as it went, but I am sure he would want you to have companions you can trust and who trust you. I hope that helps some..." He continues to hold the gnomes hand as she struggles with her internal struggles.
Seasons Happiness to all and hope you all have a great time with family and friends.
Zeebo: Mos sits the frail gnome down and smiles softly. "Naww, yer pa didn't lie to you. He simply wanted to keep you safe from all the horror out here in the world, and his advice was good...up to a point. You got some good mates now...people who will look out for you like your pa would if'n he were here. It is good to be wary of people...especially the longshanks, but even there you can find decent people. We are sort of like a family now, and we would never let anything bad happen to you. You are smart and courageous and talented. We need you and would be lessened if you were not with us!" He steps back, smiling at the gnome as he hopes his words sink in.
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