"And?" interjects Naleska, glaring at the nobleman.
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"Later." Naleksa says with a wink and a smile.
"Zokon, I hear you're next." Naleksa says draping herself over him.
"Hi boys."
"Did I hear you and your wife will be in need of a tent for the night?" Naleksa interrupts, her eyes lighting up like two silver coins.
"Pleasure to meet you! If you need anything--for a reasonable fee--I'm you gal!" Naleksa adds smiling and shaking hands with Illthir.
Naleksa frowns at Alia's magical resourcefulness.
"I'm curious about a kobold lair but i shall need light." Zokon says almost apologetically. "I'm sure I've got something for that." Naleksa says and smiles.
"I'll just stay here then, shall I?"
Zokon goes all trancey as if he's reciting a book .. again "If I remember my history lessons correctly. They are coins minted by the last wave of Taldon colonists who attempted to settle the area a little over a century ago, the colony finally died out about 80 years. Most of that colony was centered on the far-side of the Narlmarches from where we are now, north and west of us, closer to the banks of the East Sellen River." "That's fascinating." Naleksa says with a smile. "So are we heading back or going to the rendezvous with short, dark and scaly?"
"Numalar said she seems lost. But we really should get movin'. Ask if she wants to travel with us until her memory returns. Er, if you guys are okay with it." "As you know, I do offer companionship services, if you need someone to look after her...."
"Here, I made you a receipt."
"Oh my lords! A young lady can't go wandering about half-clothed like that through the hills with the nights as cold as they are! If only she had a kind patron who might buy her some good, warm clothes." Naleksa says looking at the gnomes in the party.
Celyne:
Naleksa looks at Celyne for a moment, then laughs. "I keep forgetting how sheltered you must have been. I'm fine, but thank you. Besides, I can't just take coin from the gnomes, and hand it to you, now can I?" She smiles.
Celyne: "I have ridden with enough war parties to know when blood has been spilt. It wounds the spiller almost as much as the vanquished. Almost."
"Hmm? No, just worried that someone might come down with something after sleeping out in in the cold last night." dice:
Celyne, sense motive DC 20:
She is concerned about last night/this morning. "Here, in case tonight's as cold." She hands you a rolled up bit of parchment. Celyne:
It is a scroll of endure elements. Later, she reminds Numalar, and Posh that her tent is available for rent for 25 cp (optional extras being extra). The night cool and overcast, but passes without incident. Naleksa gets up during second watch, and makes some tea over the fire if you have one.
"Sure. I can start a fire while you are gone." Naleksa says holding out her hand palm up.
GGGM: can Naleksa provide materials for crafting? If so, how much? Depends on what you need. Marketer In the field coin isn’t always available. Camp followers inevitably gather eclectic collections of gear and trade items as payment for their services. At the GM’s discretion, a camp follower may be treated as a Thorp-sized community for determining the GP limit of trade items and mundane items she has available for sale or trade. A camp follower’s prices are 10% higher than standard due to scarcity. Any equipment purchased is limited by the follower’s carrying capacity unless she owns a mount, wagon, or other transport. One further GM caveat--she may not have large supplies of individual items she does have in stock (like say a half-dozen 10-foot poles).
$ "I can. Just tell me what needs doing." $
"Oh good. You're back the more usual way. Did you need anything? 10-foot pole? Massage?" Naleksa says kneading Sir Didymus's neck.
"'Holy weapon balm'?" Naleksa frowns and thinks about it. She snaps her fingers and spins about 180 degrees with the 10-foot pole still balanced on her shoulder. From her supplies she produces a jar: Mina's Famous Nighttime Face Cream. "I've only got the one. That'll be 55gp."
"MEEP!" On reflex, Naleksa brings the 10-foot pole she was carrying to bear against the the suddenly appearing apparition of Zokon.
Zokon narrowly ducks the blow. "Abadar's key to Calistria's vault! Where did you come from?"
Naleksa's Prices Should you want to buy. chalk (2 pcs): 3 cp 10-foot pole: 6 cp
"Goodbye." Naleksa says. She smiles hopefully.
"Oh my Goddess!"
"It's a- It's a-." Naleksa points at the creature with one hand and then cups the other to her mouth in shock.
Relenting to the desire to stay dry, Celyne will buy a tent from Naleksa... either one person or two matters not, as the horse can carry it, two would be better so Luna can stay dry as well.
"Why yes, I still have one."
"Would you like a pair for yourself?"
"Um, my panties?"
"Posh! That's my underwear!" Normally she wouldn't have screamed it but these are not normal circumstances.
"Think of all the room you'd have to say, swing your hammer about in."
Naleksa moves toward her horse. "A one-person tent costs 11 gp. Though I may have another two-person tent for 165 sp if anyone needs one. You know, for crafting." She smiles sweetly at Alia.
"You don't get out much, do you?"
After that she stands up and leaves his tent.
Dusk turns to night. The stars come out. Locals retire to their homes or the nearer homes of their friends. The merchants and travelers pull out their rolls, and slowly things quiet down. "Did any of you need anything?" Naleksa asks.
"The mead wagon is over there." ;)
"The travel is wonderful certainly, but of course there is the stimulating company as well. Are you alright?" She says when Scarlet finishes hacking on her food.
"Of course."
Naleksa, healer's kit in hand, looks concerned and ready to help as well, for a nominal fee of course.
Naleksa springs down the stairs at a enthusiastic gait. "I'm ready!" She beams. dice rollin':
Alia, Celyne, Scarlet, Zokon: Yeah. They slept together.
Sometime that evening. Posh hears some one rapping at his door. By actions rather than words Naleska explains precisely what she wants--and seems plenty determined to take it this time! She doesn't need to tell you her backstory, you've read it before in the eyes of other women who feel they have little to trade on but themselves. Naleksa has grown up in the wake of encamped armies of noble houses, Worldwound crusaders, and mercenary gangs, earning her keep serving as a medic, a menial, a counselor and, well, a lady of leisure. She
By actions rather than words she explains precisely what she wants. She does tell you a little of her backstory the rest you could easily infer. Naleksa has grown up in the wake of encamped armies of noble houses, Worldwound crusaders, and mercenary gangs, earning her keep serving as a medic, a menial, a counselor and, well, a lady of leisure. She puts her hand on
As Zokon mounts the steps to his room, late that evening after leaving his half-kin, who do you suppose he finds loitering about his door?
Naleksa laughs warmly at the joke and joins Numalar at the table. Numalar: By actions rather than words she explains precisely what she wants. She does tell you a little though which you think is probably true. Naleksa has grown up in the wake of encamped armies of noble houses, Worldwound crusaders, and mercenary gangs, earning her keep serving as a medic, a menial, a counselor and, well, a lady of leisure. She puts her hand on Numalar's thigh and wonders aloud if perhaps he (and his fellow party members) might have need of such a person. Naleksa seems to hope that the next few hours til dawn might be spent as a sort of paid internship ....
"Cheers." Naleksa smiles warmly. "May I join you?" She says nodding toward the seat next to Numalar.
"Tell me M'lord Auritonius, do you always travel in such beautiful and exotic company?"
"Are you alright? That was quite brave of you." a strange woman says to Numalar, kneeling beside him, drawing him away from the spilled ale. |