Suny glances between Sesinia and Gandel,
"Lass? Just throw Gandel th' piece o' hemp ye've still tied about yer waist." She winks to Thorn and Sesinia,
"Worse comes t' worst? We c'n just all run an' drag th' lil minx out with us, hey?" (^.~) She looks to where Thorn lies, bloodied and banged up,
"Nay, luv. Ye in't in a state t' be tuslin' with other critters here aboots. Asides, there's no survivors t' teel as t' whut's happened. We scamper back t' get ye fixed up an' then do our best t' sneak back in agin. Asides, just how attentive are these Ko-boily things any who? They've not done a bang up job so far o' keepin' folks out now, have they?"
Gandel heads over to the other side and checks the bodies. For the most part they have the same equipment as the others, spears and leather armor, except have crossbow instead of slings. The leader has a chain shirt and a greataxe. Between them they have 30 silver. They also have some caltrops, it looks like the last one was trying to drop some when he died.
"Hey gals," Gandel calls across the pit again in a loud whisper, "I doubt this kob wearing the chain shirt is the chieftain, but do we want to take his head back to town anyway? Oh, yeah, I didn't find the Duke's son's signet ring on any of these blighters, either."
Gandel gathers up the crossbows, bolts, greataxe, chain shirt, caltrops, and silver pieces as best he can. If the others want the kobold's head, Gandel will set about the task with grim determination, and gather up the grisly trophy as well. Then he collects his grappling hook and rope, jumps back down into the pit , and climbs up to the others using Sesinia's rope .
The nimble rogue hisses in sympathetic pain when he sees Thorn's grievously wounded condition. "I've gotta agree with Gorgeous, here. The kobs over there didn't have any healing on 'em, and I don't think you'll last much longer if you keep playing the half-elf target - regardless of how attractive a target you are!" Gandel says with a wink and a grin.
The gnome shows off the items gathered from the slaughtered kobolds. "We've got a decent haul of loot here. We should be able to sell it for a healing potion or two back in Haven. Maybe we can find a cleric to come back here with us, too. We may need some holy help if some kobold witch doctor has called up a demon."
"I agree with Gandel. Seeing that we have no means of magical healing, this will be a very long and possibly deadly process. We should head back and see if we can get our hands on some healing, whether it be potions or a cleric."
As Gandel makes his presentation to the rest of the group, Suny's eyes open a little wider and for a brief second her mouth forms an "O" of surprise. Blinking Suny quickly refocuses on the tasks at hand.
"Um, right then. Gandel, ye in't too weighed down by all th' stuff ye've got t' carry?" Suny kneels down on one side of Thorn.
"Come on then luv, lets get ye out o' here an' back t' some where ye c'n rest up." She lifts one of Thorn's arms over her shoulder and helps the other 'elf' to her feet.
Though the thin, gum-nut brown Elf's form doesn't seem to be too well suited to carrying the load of another by herself.
"We surely do seem t' be needin' either some potions or other sorts fer when any of us take a dingle." She muses to the others in general.
"Aye, an' sorry I am fer being more built fer swimmin' an' stalkin' than liftin' an' carryin'."
"I agree Suny, we aren't built for strength." Sesinia adds while moving to Thorn's opposite side to offer some support. "Is it agreed we be headin' back then?"
"Allright I guess you're right. Always was a little stubborn for my own good." Thorn tries to stifle the groan as Suny hoists her to standing.
Suny tries to be as gentle and supportive as she can, with Sesinia helping on Thorn's other side.
"Aye, Gandel, could ye do th' honors an' scout ahead fer us just a ways back t' the entrance? Come on folks, now's th' time t' hurry. Lets not let th' lil' lizards catch us all tangled up t'gether."
You hurry back to the entrance, but fortunately do not encounter any more creatures. You head back to town and fortunately arrive without incident.
I'm going to assume you're going to go find a healer.
Thorn directs you to the home of the local wise woman, Erisa, whom she knows quite well. When you arrive she says, "Oh, you're hurt, Thorn. I've got something to fix you right up. Normally I charge fifty gold to cast a healing spell, but for you I'll only charge ten. I'll give you potions of healing for fifty."
You've been hearing rumors around town about a party that's supposed to go down at the Inn tonight, apparently the Band of Fire is having a reunion.
Suny, now back in her 'civilian' clothes of simple shirt and 'skirt', fumbles about and offers up her entire life savings.
"I got's thirty pieces o' shine fer t'wards helpin' Thorn get better. I do hope Gandel gets some good prices fer them Ko-boily things we picked up." She grins, "Still, There'll be enough fer th' lookin' after o' Thorn that she wunt miss out on the to do at th' Inn tonight." ^_^
"I have 25 gold to add to the pool should we need to get a potion or two. In case one of us is hurt later on."
Gandel takes his leave of the ladies as they escort Thorn to Erisa's house. "I'll meet you back at the Inn to give you all your share of the profits," he tells the others. "I vote that we buy some healing potions with whatever we get. Speaking of which," he reaches into his belt pouch and takes out a handfull of gold coins, which he hands to Sesinia, "here's 12 gold to throw into the fund for healing Thorn."
Giving the ladies a wink, the gnome shoulders his sack of kobold loot and heads down the street. After thinking for a moment, trying to recall the best place to unload the weapons and armor while getting the best price, he turns and disappears down a side street.
Knowledge (local) check:
Gandel is able to find a group of adventurers who are willing to buy them for 285 gold pieces, more than you could get from the shops in town, and less than it would take to buy from those same shops.
Erisa casts the healing spell and Thorn is nearly completely healed.
Suny perches on any available furniture as Erisa casts her healing upon Thorn. Upon seeing her companion 'elf' looking far less the worse for wear, Suny throws herself over her freind in a happy hug.
"Aye, an' yer all set t' be shimmy an' shakin' at the fancy t' do at th' Inn later." She happily exclaims as she continues to hug Thorn,
"So, d'ye think th' Inn'd be givin' us a discount if'n some one brought along a big enough helpin' o sea food t' be addin' t' their menus?" Suny looks to Thorn, Sesinia and Erisa inquisitively.
"Hey! We c'n all head down t' th' harbour an' you c'n help me catch some finnys an' things! Whut d'ye say?" ^_^
After selling off the loot, Gandel heads to the Inn to meet the ladies. He finds an out of the way spot in the common room and watches the staff prepare for the Band of Fire’s celebration. He tips the prettiest barmaid a gold piece to keep his mug full while he waits for the others.
When his companions arrive, he hands each of them a pouch containing 71 gold pieces. “Thorn! It’s good to see you still among the living! I vote we use some of our jink to buy some healing potions. Speaking of healing, what do you ladies think about hiring a cleric to go back with us to the kobs’ lair? Should we go with a Fire Cultist, or one of those Reviran Knights?”
“By the way,” the gnome adds, kicking a the blood-stained bundle under the table, “what should we do with the kob-in-the-sack?”
Though initially suprised by Suny's ebullient response to her healing, Thorn smiles warmly at the other half elf's actions, returning the embrace.
"I definitely feel better. Thank you!" she looks at the healer, her gratitude heartfelt.
When his companions arrive, he hands each of them a pouch containing 71 gold pieces. “Thorn! It’s good to see you still among the living! I vote we use some of our jink to buy some healing potions. Speaking of healing, what do you ladies think about hiring a cleric to go back with us to the kobs’ lair? Should we go with a Fire Cultist, or one of those Reviran Knights?”
“By the way,” the gnome adds, kicking a the blood-stained bundle under the table, “what should we do with the kob-in-the-sack?”
"It feels good to not be dying. I agree with the idea of bringing a healer along, but if none is available then potions will have to do.....Uhm, Gandel,....why would you keep the corpse of one of those little vermin in a sack? For that matter how dis you carry it around? They're almost as big as you."
Gandel chuckles at Thorn's question. "I realize you were pretty out of it there at the end, so you probably don't remember. I just took the head of that leader-type kobold - you know, the one that told us that their witch doctor was summoning some type of demon? I thought it might fetch a bounty or something." The gnome rogue gives the sack another kick for good measure.
Sesinia sits back in her chair at the inn and stretches. "It is good to have you back to full strength Thorn. Now you probably have more hatred for the little bastards than before." Sesinia adds with a chuckle.
As Gandel hands Sesinia the pouch, she can hear the jingle of gold from within. "We should be able to get some help with what we made, eh?"
Sesinia looks over and sees Gandel kick the blood-stained bag and grins while shaking her head. "Maybe we should go speak to the Castellan to see about any rewards."
Sesinia sits for a minute in contemplation. "I don't know much about either order. Do any of you guys have an opinion about a healer?"
Suny wanders along with one arm around each of Thorn's and Sesinin's waists. Now back in her 'civy' clothes of a simple shirt and 'skirt', she spends the trip back to the Inn looking about at the town again as the other two women do the 'steering' of their path.
She plonks down onto a chair at the table, bare brown legs curling up beneath her, and listens to what the others have to say. She happily takes her bag and bounces and jingles the contents before opening it up and poking her nose inside.
As Sesinina finishes her question, Suny blinks and looks around the table,
"Well, if'n th' lil' bugers are goin' t' be comin' at us in larger numbers an' that with no good way t' scarper back t' town, then aye, some one who's got th' nonce t' patch up people's bits 'd be a right good thing." She wrinkles her nose slightly,
"Um, Gandel? m'by givin' yer bag over t' some one who's maybe goin' t' give back more shine'd be a good thing t' be doin' now rather than later?" She theatrically waves a hand in front of her nose, but winks to show her comments are all in jest. She then stands casually, looking distracted and bored as she aimlessly stretches, then suddenly turns and hugs the Gnome,
"Aye! An' thank'e fer doin' sucha bang up job o' gettin' us this extra shiny, too boot!" She giggles as she thanks Gandel, ruffling his hair and rubbing cheeks before gathering some composure and resetting herself.
"I dun't know this place well enough t' hazard a guess about some one o' th' soothin' arts though." She pouts in thought. "Back home there's folk who know such ways in every village." She lifts her shirt to show off her tanned, flat stomach,
"See here?" She points with a finger, "Tis 's where I done got a bad slice on some coral!" She indicates a pale scare upon her midriff, "Th' healer, 'Bright wind', she done a real naffy job. Her hands were so nice an' gentle too..." Suny's large blue eyes look back into her own past before something else catches her attention,
"Aye, an' would ye look at that?" She muses poking at her shirt, "Here I am down t' just two buttons." She leans over and starts looking around the floor in her immediate area, the ragged linen shirt sliding haphazardly off one bare shoulder.
"Hey! Whut about me idea fer gettin' somat extra fer th' table, hey?" Her mind and attention mercurially switching to a completely different subject yet again.
Make a Perception check.
Make a Perception check.
Yep, all of you.
Sesinia looks around, vision slightly skewed by her intake of alcohol.
Perception
Listening to the conversation and chuckling at Suny's antics, Thorn's natural awareness keeps her from missing much.
Suny lifts her shirt to show off her tanned, flat stomach...She indicates a pale scare upon her midriff...She leans over and starts looking around the floor in her immediate area, the ragged linen shirt sliding haphazardly off one bare shoulder.
Gandel's eyes glaze over and his jaw slackens as Suny lifts her shirt to reveal her torso. A roaring noise like the sound of ocean surf fills his ears, blocking whatever she has to say. The distracted gnome's head tilts to the side as the lithe elf leans over, his eyes tracking the way her shirt slides off her shoulder.
Perception Check:
Suny continues to chatter away about things like swimming, surfing, fishing and other aspects of island life.
Thorn sees a brown haired halfling sneaking towards they're table. She notices that she has been noticed and says "Well you spotted me. You've got sharp vision. The names Karlee, and I'm Chief Inquisitor of the Fire Cult. I heard you mention the Fire Cult and I'm curious as to what you're intentions are."
"Why would the chief inqusitor of the fire cult be trying to sneak around a tavern eaves dropping on conversations?"
"'Cause I'm bored mostly. Athara and Alusia aren't here yet, the boss is running errands and Liroy's here, but he's so boring."
Suny blinks innocently as she notes the small person Thorn is talking to. After a sip from her tankard she grins at the petite Half-ling,
"So, whut's an 'Inquisitor' actually do then? In't a word I be familiar with." Suny looks around, then hops off her perch to arrange another chair at the group's table for their new guest and indicating to Karlee with a smile.
With the re-arraigning a little of the furniture, Suny is now sitting a little closer to Sesinia and happily knocks tankards in a friendly 'cheer' to something.
"Karlee is it. Nice to meet you." Sesinia nods and lifts her tankard as Suny clanks them together. "Are you of the adventuring type?" Sesinia asks after taking a gulp from her ale.
"Well I was, but then me and the boss and Liroy now run the Fire Cult. As for what an inquisitor is, I don't know the exact definition, but it seems to be very much like what I used to do. But as the chief inquisitor I kinda get to boss the other inquisitors around."
Suny attracts the attention of one of the serving girls to brink their new table companion something to share the drinking with.
"Sorry an' I am, th' name be 'Suny'." The gum-nut brown elf points to herself, shirt possibly still hanging akimbo, "An', pardon m'presumtions, these be Thorn, Gandel an' Sesinina." She points to each of the others seated about the table.
"So, ye're currently 'tween things t' do, are ye, an' lookin'fer somat t' spruce up yer time with? We's been tanglin' with a whole mess o' Ko-boily critters. Who managed t' drive us off by puttin' th' hurt upon us, I might add; So's th' good news be that our interests be co-incidin', like." Suny raises her tankard,
"What's say we drink? T' th' possible up coming venture an' our paths crossin' t' make the venture a mite more successful?" So saying Suny again knocks cups with Sesinia and any one else at the table she can reach before downing a gulp of mead.
"Oh, an' I'm still in'a dark as t' whut th' word 'Inquisitor' means. I like learnin' new words." Suny grins,
"Horse!" She exclaims happily, using the word as a toast and excuse to clink tankards yet again. ^_^
Thorn smiles quietly as she raises her glass.
"Well I don't think that those kobolds would provide much of a challenge to me now. We attacked those kobolds way back in the day ourselves, you know. But now we face much more formidable creatures. Not even that dragon could stand against us now..." when she mentions the dragon she seems as if she's remembering something unpleasant.
"Is there still a dragon down there?" Sesinia asks with a slight look over worry and curiosity on her face.
"FFFWWWIIIIISSSHHHH!!!" Gandel's ale explodes from his mouth, spraying all over Thorn.
"Dragon? Did you say DRAGON?!?!?" the gnome exclaims, his eyes nearly popping out of his head. "Are you saying that there is a DRAGON down there with those kobolds?!?!"
"Oh, sorry!" Gandel says to Thorn, whipping out a handkerchief and hurriedly patting down her chest where he sprayed his ale. "How terribly rude of me!"
"uhm..Gandel...it's ok. You can stop that now..." Thorn says with a look that is a blend of disgust, befuddlement and exasperation, flavored with a hint of amusement.
"The bath is enough, I think I can dry myself."
Suny's face scrunches as she frowns, puzzled by the Half-ling wmans words,
"A Dragon? Down there in'a dirt? That don't seem right. They's huge critters an' the circle o' their shells just seems t' go on fer ages." She exclaims, completely distracted from Galen and Thorns antics.
She muses to herself out loud. Then looks at Thorn at the other 'elfs' comment,
"Aye, an' a nice warm tub'd go down a treat at that!" She calls one of the serving girls over and makes the arraignments for bath water to be drawn and heated.
^_^
In Elvish
"A bath!" Gandel's face lights up with a mischievous grin, his eyes all a-twinkle. "A splendid idea! What better way for us to bond together as a group! I'll bring a snorkel."
"A bath!" Gandel's face lights up with a mischievous grin, his eyes all a-twinkle. "A splendid idea! What better way for us to bond together as a group! I'll bring a snorkel."
"Aye, an' th' lot of us c'n be savin' some shiney by helpin' th' town t' be savin' water, t' boot." Suny agrees innocently with Gandel's sentiments, as she looks at Sesinia,
"Will ye be join'in as well? T'is al'ays good t' be havin' friends t' help rub at them hard t' reach places." She indicates over a bare shoulder towards her own back.
^_^
As Suny helps Thorn to her feet, the gum-nut brown elf giggles,
"Whoops! Gee! Th' mead here sure do hide it's bite 'neath th' smoothness of its honey." She smiles with alcohol rosy cheeks, "I've got's t' remember t' order th' spicy stuff next time, that way the kick won't be sneakin' up on me as bad." She gets herself and Thorn straightened out, then offers an arm to Sesinia leaving space for Gandel on Thorn's other side.
"Oh, an' lass?" She looks a little blearily at the Half-ling, "I do think our chat should be started agin on th' morrow, when this evenin's time has had a chance t' percolate out'a our brains a tad more." She pauses, blinking
"Hey! I in't never used that word in human a'fore!" She exclaims happily. ^_^
Gandel scrambles to Thorn's other side, grinning as if he has just hit the biggest jackpot of his life. "Gandel, lad," he thinks to himself, "this makes those crazy risks you took back in the kob lair well worth it!"
"Suny, lass, I couldn't agree with your sentiments more! Ladies, to the bath!"
The ecstatic gnome turns to the halfling woman as the tipsy group begins to leave. "If you don't feel like waiting till the morning, you're welcome to join us! The more the merrier!"
"I...wait. what are....but..." Thorn babbles as she rises, more inebriated than expected. She raises an eyebrow at the other half elf.
"Oh, fine. But I'm blaming you just so you know." the gravity of her sentence is marred by a slightly less than lucid smile.