As for a haunted mansion, I heard about places like that … usually the haunting turns out to be some guy who just wants everyone to stay away, and who has a stash of valuables hidden in the attic. Bring it on!”
EDIT: "Hang on, missing orphan? ... damn ... we should probably see if we can help ..."
[ooc]first thing I thought when I saw the Tenser avatar...."Rooby rooby roo!"
Light Crossbow: sold for 17.5gp
450g.p.
a mwk battleaxe – sold for 155gp
2 mwk rapiers sold for 320gp
3 mwk long swords – sold for 472.5gp unless someone wants one
1 suit of fullplate – sold for 750gpIncluding the 500gp credit note, that’s 333gp, 7sp and 5cp each.
[ooc]I guess Riese best fits the 'Thelma' role in the group....
(With his share of the stash, Gittik will buy a masterwork kukri.)
How much gold do we get?
By Riese kicking back in his share, 381.43 g.p. each.
Harvak heads out to shop for a Masterworked Dwarven Waraxe
He seeking two so if he comes across a matching pair...
You find one at the metalworker's guild for 360 g.p. You ain't got enough for two of them.
You find one at the metalworker's guild for 360 g.p. You ain't got enough for two of them.
Oh I knew that
Sold/ But does he have two?
Harvak eyes over his new shiny blade, feels the grip, imagines what it's gonna be like when he has two!chop choppy chop!
(lol) you know you need ewp: dwarven waraxe to wield them one-handed, right? ;)
(lol) you know you need ewp: dwarven waraxe to wield them one-handed, right? ;)
Yep just gettin ready...
(lol) you know you need ewp: dwarven waraxe to wield them one-handed, right? ;)
I know what Harvak wants for Christmas.
Hmm...what's some things wit' lotsa hit points?
If he has time before the group gets going to the manor or wherever they’re off to next, Beldan will try to hunt down some masterwork thieves tools.
Gather Information check? 7+5 = 12
A shady looking character named Carlos in an alley will act as a buyer/gobetween with the black market, for a small finders fee up front of 10 g.p.
He says he'll meet you back here in an hour, with the stuff, if you've got the money.
Beldan agrees, but he’s fairly cautious. He heads back to the alley after about fifteen minutes, with no more gold than he needs to buy the stuff and pay the guy. He hides behind some barrels and keeps watch, making sure the guy doesn’t come back with some friends to mug him.
And he has his rapier with him just in case.
Assuming all goes smoothly, he hands over 110gp for the masterwork tools.
Carlos shows back up!
He's smiling. He opens up a velvet-lined box for you; lets your hands and eyes go over the cunningly made picks and tumblerbumpers, and spoons, all lovely, dainty implements.
"They're solid steel, totally beautiful." They're glazed over with a chrome paintjob--no good diddling a lock with shiny picks to give you away.
"All yours, for the money."
Elgan looks at the largest pile of coins he has ever seen, and then slides it into his pack. He listens to the others talk about what they are going to spend theirs on, and even goes with Harvak to the smith when he purchases his axe. Later, as the others are gathered for a drink, he is still pondering,...
Carlos shows back up!
He's smiling. He opens up a velvet-lined box for you; lets your hands and eyes go over the cunningly made picks and tumblerbumpers, and spoons, all lovely, dainty implements.
"They're solid steel, totally beautiful." They're glazed over with a chrome paintjob--no good diddling a lock with shiny picks to give you away.
"All yours, for the money."
Carlos shows back up!
He's smiling. He opens up a velvet-lined box for you; lets your hands and eyes go over the cunningly made picks and tumblerbumpers, and spoons, all lovely, dainty implements.
"They're solid steel, totally beautiful." They're glazed over with a chrome paintjob--no good diddling a lock with shiny picks to give you away.
"All yours, for the money."
Yes I did. You don't see anything, just some pigeons breaking air and scattering off into the sky. You get that eerie feeling you're being watched, but that's it. What do you do? Give him the money?
Meanwhile at the metalworker's guild...
"MW Maqahuitl how much Harvak sell this for?"
Meanwhile at the metalworker's guild..."MW Maqahuitl how much Harvak sell this for?"
They'll give you 250 g.p. for it.
"Aye," he says, "et might do in a rooost munster real wall."
"Aye," he says, "et might do in a rooost munster real wall."
what's that you say?
Harvak unsheaths the huge MW Black Razor replica greatsword.
"What about this my good man what is this worth I been wondering?"
what's that you say?
"Aye," he says, "et might do in a rooost munster real wall."
"Rust Monster..."
WRT the BRazor replica,....he'll give you another mwork dwarven waraxe for it. Damn telepathic blacksmiths.
"Rust Monster..."
"Good to know!, I'll hold onto the Maqahuitl and the sword for now. I'll be back for the other waraxe later".
"Hreet, wee bigyunn."
Harvak and Elgan head back to the inn. Harvak need bath. He also needs to change his bandages from the bar fight and clean his wounds.
"Harvak when walking about in the city always look down alleys and other such places in city. Harvak a little paranoid about all the places in here".
Gittik peers curiously at the piece of paper that Stiggy translated for him. How strange, that writing could express so many things. He would go to Jane, and learn from her.
Using the map, he finds his way to her house and kocks on the door.
Using the map, he finds his way to her house and kocks on the door.
Gittik:
A big, burly human(?) matronly woman brings her teeth with her to the door. A human cub about your size, face damasked with snot and dirt holds her apron strings. The mancub concentrates intently on you as it digs in it's nose.
"Hallo. Can I help you, child?" she asks you.
"Me want see Jane. She teach me. She give me paper."
She looks at the proferred script, studies it for a second.
Then...
"Waat's it say?"
Stig's going to go out and get a masterwork Dwarven Waraxe and sell his old one.
Right on. They hook you up.
They also ask if you know how to make masterwork dwarven waraxes and/if want some work; seems that demand's gone up sharply for them in the last few days.
Right on. They hook you up.
They also ask if you know how to make masterwork dwarven waraxes and/if want some work; seems that demand's gone up sharply for them in the last few days.
Stig explains that he hasn't finished Masterwork school, but he does point out that the axe he is trading in is one he made himself.
"'At is th' best Ah hae goot in me fur noo, Ah guess. Mah auld cheil sent me awa' coz Ah was a wee slaw in learnin' th' MacHammar business."
They buy it anyhow. They put a "dwarvenbilt" 15% markup on the axe.
Harvak and Elgan head back to the inn. Harvak need bath. He also needs to change his bandages from the bar fight and clean his wounds.
"Harvak when walking about in the city always look down alleys and other such places in city. Harvak a little paranoid about all the places in here".
"Ah unnerstan's complet'ly Harvak." Elgan replies, looking down the alleys and hidey holes himself.
"Whut Ah don' unnerstan' is how ahny intelligent bein', even humans, kin live lahk this. Whole place give meh da shivvah's. Meks meh miss the Dark Center o' da Dreadwood. Leastways dere' ah knew whut could kill me!"
They buy it anyhow. They put a "dwarvenbilt" 15% markup on the axe.
"C&+#s"
Harvak and Elgan head back to the inn. Harvak need bath. He also needs to change his bandages from the bar fight and clean his wounds.
"Harvak when walking about in the city always look down alleys and other such places in city. Harvak a little paranoid about all the places in here".
"Ah unnerstan's complet'ly Harvak." Elgan replies, looking down the alleys and hidey holes himself.
"Whut Ah don' unnerstan' is how ahny intelligent bein', even humans, kin live lahk this. Whole place give meh da shivvah's. Meks meh miss the Dark Center o' da Dreadwood. Leastways dere' ah knew whut could kill me!"
Elgan looks to the alleway he's passing, a habit he's subconsciously picked up from Harvak. He's just in time to see a housekeeper emptying a chamberpot out of a (British) first story (American) second story window. It's unwholesome contents splap to the ground, somewhat spattering a slumbering sot.