"Fine."
"Your call of course, but it sounds like a reasonable deal to me."
Creed smiles broadly, "Of course."
Walking back to the group, he winks and whispers, "I think she likes me."
"A man's got to dream. Nice try Creed." Verzale grins wryly at the muscular wrestler. "I'm not sure our charms are to her taste. Her loss, eh."
Skidd resists the urge to say something sarcastic, and simply nods.
"Well I think that is a fine idea and thank you for your generosity." Bri says to Larana. Upon walking back to the group Bri looks at the men of the group, "I think all of you are wrong, I think I am her type....Think about it." Bri says with a smile.
Tuon walks through the doorway, stopping briefly to damage his forehead against it. He leaves the magical equipment for the others to parcel out and pay.
Grumbling as he goes, Tuon waits for the rest to catch up and then heads for the Bizarre and Garl Juris.
Larana takes the the 200 gold and mutters some words over the ruby ring and hands it and the wand to Bri. "Is that all you want?"
"I think I am her type....Think about it." Bri says with a smile.
"Mmm-hmm," Says Creed with a faraway look in his eyes. His daydream is interrupted by the sound of Tuon banging his head on the doorway. "Wait...what now?"
"I believe there was some talk of potions? I can heal if I have to, but using a bottle is simpler, if we can afford it."
Larana looks at the red haired man, "Yes we have plenty of healing potions if you would like to get them. The lighter ones are 50 gp's each."
for Scardd
Your back starts to get cold and you get the feeling you are floating. A familiar voice pierces your chaotic visions and you grab on to the one thing you can remember and pull yourself out of the flashes and pain. Your eyes open to the bight light of the morning sun and you see Roderick's face on the edge of your vision. "Scardd can you hear me?" he says as he hesitates to get to close to you as you lay on a flat metal disc in the air. A red haired women you have never seen before steps next to Roderick and looks at you with both concern and worry on her face.
"Protection from arrows? How does that work?"
DM
Returning to the issue at hand, if Rod has a medicine chest it makes much more sense to use that.
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For Scardd
Roderick looks at Killian silently asking for help. "My name is Killian and I am escorting you and Roderick to the hospital. What do you remember? Anything from your attack?"
DM
Well I see no reason for us to sit around here any longer, so what do you all say to us going and checking on Scarrd and then getting out of here. I say the sooner we catch who ever is doing this the better off we are.
"Sounds sensible to me." Verzale moves out of the shop, bringing Dagmar to his side as he does so.
Bri starts to walk towards where Scarrd was left........
Bri starts to walk towards where Scarrd was left........
"Wait up!" Creed follows.
"Wait up!" Creed follows.
Bri starts to walk towards where Scarrd was left........
"What have I gotten myself into?" Skidd wonders as he follows Creed.
Fair Tuon massages the temples of his forehead outside as he waits for the buying to finish.
He takes a moment to check the passersby and locals for interest. It is a habit born of many encounters and years of training and he takes comfort from keeping aware.
for Scardd
Roderick grabs Scardd's hand and helps him stand. Killian steps toward him "Have you had anything like this happen to you before?"
DM
Tuon plows on to the Bazaar.
for Scardd
The three of you start walking back to the shop. "You are starting to get some of your memories back and with it some of the powers you had. Unfortunately you can't control them yet so stuff like the fog happens. Now that you are aware it should be safer the next time you have a flash."
Everyone piles out of the magic shop and Larana yells after them "I will find you when I am ready to head north in a month. It's been interesting."
As you eyes adjust to the morning sun you here a shout and see Roderick jogging down the street to catch you. "Tuon hold up, Scardds snapped out of his sleep." and behind him Scardd and Killian walk down the street as the red robed wizard talks to the large half-orc.
"Scarrd!" shouts Tuon.
"So now your crazy ass is back to be saved yet again! I knew you wouldn't miss this, never!"
Suddenly the mad shopping trip seems a long time ago.
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Scardd is seen walking down the street nodding and talking to Killian when Tuon shouts.
Scardd looks up and a smile reaches his scarred face. He moves ahead, “Zorry, vy zeem to have left zu for a biiit.” He shakes his head. The Half-Orc looks around to his friends. Then his gaze falls on Verzale. His smile goes limp, and he just stares.
Keeping a protective hand on Dagmar, Verzale looks back.
"Do you know me?" he asks cautiously.
"I don't know what happened back there, but it looked as if - well - you reacted because of me. I don't know why, but maybe you might."
He waits, aware that a lot hangs in the balance. Possibly his life among other things.
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Scardd shakes his head to terminate the stare, “Know zu? Not zure. Your faze … iitt lookzzz familiar. Vy know not why.” Scardd turns his head and looks briefly at Killian before turning back, “It zeemz zat vy find zome answerz only to have more questionzzzz arize. Vy do not know my real name, but vy am called Zkarrd.” Scardd, now less distracted by Verzale’s face, takes in all of his features. He takes a step back and sucks in a breath after realizing that a wolf is at his side. Scardd turns briefly to his companions, a look of confusion on his face.
Verzale meets Scarrd's gaze and follows his eyes to look at Dagmar.
"Dagmar has been my companion from her birth. A white wolf suffers among it's own kind. We are both outcast."
"... We are both outcast."
After a few moments, Scardd looks from Dagmar back to Verzale, "Outcazzzt eh? Maybe we ztart our own zity zomeday zen, no?"
The Half-Orc turns to his companions, "Vhere to now? Tuon, have zu met with ze man about ze table yet?"
Eyes slinking back to Verzale for a brief moment, Scardd remembers a Dwarf that rescued him from a cave accompanied by a 'Furvey Deevil', and he wonders if this man is similar in nature.
for Verzale
The reunited group starts walking to the Bizarre after saying goodbye to Killian. Soon you reach Balon's Bizarre and after asking a few questions you find Garl Juris's small shop.
The shop is pretty simple with a small painted sign featuring a mystical city scene under the name Ancient Wonders. Inside it almost looks like a museum with old pottery, slabs of stone similar to the table you saw earlier and the occasional gold of ruby covered plate. A brown haired man is talking to a boy in his teens, "I will be gone for the next couple of days so if you need any help you know where to find my wife."
The man turns around and sees the group and with a big smile says "Well hello, my we help you?"
"Yes. My friend here has some questions, they may be difficult to answer but he needs your help with them and he needs it now. There are other matters but that is why I am here."
The mercenary tries not to appear so grim and downright nasty for Garl. But putting people at ease isn't his forte.
"For myself, I understand you to be actively on the side of the "mind warriors. Is that right?"
Tuon waits for an answer.
Scardd stares at the man in anticipation but otherwise keeps quiet. He conveys through his body language that he will wait his turn and allow Tuon to get his answers.
Eventually, at the appropriate moment
Scardd turns to Juris and asks, “Ze table zu zold Meezzter Zallizzz from ze Danzing Dize, ze heavy one with ze runezzz, vhere diid zu get it?”
"Yes. My friend here has some questions, they may be difficult to answer but he needs your help with them and he needs it now. There are other matters but that is why I am here."
The mercenary tries not to appear so grim and downright nasty for Garl. But putting people at ease isn't his forte.
"For myself, I understand you to be actively on the side of the "mind warriors. Is that right?"
Tuon waits for an answer.
Garl's smile falters a little at Tuon blunt questions, "Ok, I will help if I can. As far as 'mind warriors' I assume you are talking about people with psionic abilities. Yes I am one of those people and I can answer some of you questions about them."
When Scardd speaks up Garl turns towards the half-orc, "A table you say... lets see... yes I remember taking a stone slab with some interesting runes on it and having it made into a table. I bought it from a group of adventures a couple months ago." Garl laughs, "I don't know how or why they brought it here, it was far larger when I bought it and then I cut it down to a more manageable size."