"Terrific," mutters Filleox. "All I have to do is sell my old crown jewel collection."
More loudly, he says "I wonder if you could tell me something. Why is it that gold is still the currency, in a time when no one needs food, drink, or clothes?"
"Ummm, actually we were looking for just a rowboat, that will fit the six of us. We are not looking to travel around the world, you know!"
More loudly, he says "I wonder if you could tell me something. Why is it that gold is still the currency, in a time when no one needs food, drink, or clothes?"
Ash looks to Filleox, "People still need weapons, harnesses. There are things still left in the world that would try and kill you." She looks then to the robed person who is making the deals,
"Why is that thing crafted to look like a bird?" She asks.
Philip mutters under his breath, That is a matter of opinion.
"Who owns those old rowboats we saw turned over on the beach?"
"I thank you for your time, good sir, but I'm afraid that we couldn't afford to pay even 100 gold at this time." He leaves the dock.
"Maybe someone else here rents out boats at a reasonable price? Or maybe we could just pay for transport? Maybe we should ask around about that?"
Very quietly, Filleox adds: "I'm not crazy about the idea of stealing. The other skeletons have darkvision too."
"You know, something else occurs to me. We're adventurers now, aren't we? And there's a surprising number of taverns around, considering that no one eats, drinks, or sleeps. We should be going to a tavern and mingling. Then we could ask about how we could get passage to the lighthouse. Or failing that, we could find out what dangerous denizens might be in the water. Or failing that, we might find out some way to make some money, so we could afford a boat.
"Heh. The way the stories go, we would hear rumors about a great treasure guarded by monsters. But of course..." Filleox chuckles. "...even if such an unlikely thing happened, if we wanted to face dangerous monsters, we could just walk or float to the lighthouse.
"Come to think of it, a boat wouldn't protect us from monsters... at least, not those that surface. Maybe our best bet would be to find passage on some larger boat with lots of other passengers."
"Not sure if I consider myself an adventurer, but whatever. We could check the taverns out, Ash here could certainly persuade people to help us, he he. Maybe we can get cheaper passage to the lighthouse. I don't know if there are regular trips to the lighthouse, though. I hate the idea of walking underwater because you can't fight underwater."
"And here's another thought: Surely the lighthouse was only a means to an end... and a very weak connection at that. We're really looking for Gerov, and we heard that someone matching Gerov's description was seen near the lighthouse, so it might and might not have clues as to where Gerov is or what he's doing.
"Maybe we should forget about the lighthouse for now, and ask if people have seen Gerov. And if not, then maybe Themon. I know, Philip, that you want to keep that a secret, but we really should gather information by whatever means necessary."
"Yeah, I guess so, the lighthouse is not going anywhere. Maybe we can earn some money while we are here, since we may need some later. Checking on Gerov, though, should be a priority."
Ash looks askance at Philip unsure as to what the person means with their innuendo. Otherwise the simply shrugs and follows the rest of the groups actions/advice.
We are all looking for the nearest tavern, for some info gathering.
*nods* Keeping an eye on the parties NPC's but moving along with every one.
Having that much money to hire a boat doesn't seem to be on.
Knowledge Local
Ash remembers a rather loud place where many a folk made strange comments to/about her as she passed. =)
Gather Info on Gerov,
twig tells you the following information
no boats go out to sea anymore
"No? And yet we saw a boat house, complete with dockmaster and a score of workers. And one magnificent vessel that must have been well maintained. People must be using boats for SOMETHING, surely!"
"No one?!? Why would anyone bother to run a boathouse - or any business, for that matter - if there are no customers?!? Perhaps we should add that to our list of questions."
"The only thing i can think of is they are doing something private and they don't want to tell anyone else about it. That is why I think they charged us those rediculous rates, to scare us away. We should check things out later tonight."
Ash looks from the Twig to Philip and Filleox then back.
"If no one goes out upon the sea anymore...why are they dragging that thing up out of the water?" She pauses. She nods to Philip,
"Indeed, there are more questions here at the moment than answers." Though she smiles, "Still, the answers may not necessarily be all that weird or bad, just simply unexpected."
"So, here's to looking into another mystery later...um...tonight..." Her voice trails off as she realizes that choosing a time to investigate may actually be rather arbitrary.
Philip, only being undead for a short time, still has difficulty adjusting to the differences. "Yeah, yer right Ash. As far as we know, those skeletons don't rest at all." He shrugs helplessly. "If the skeletons don't eat or sleep, at least they need to be entertained." When Ash fixes him with a look, he continues quickly, "Ummm, no not that entertanment, I was thinking of singing, or dancing, or something like that."
So Twig has no ideas as to what the people of the boathouse might be doing? I know that you (ulgulanoth) said that Twig doesn't know about the business of the nets, but still, she's a local, so I wonder if he's gotten wind of anything.
Anyway, maybe Twig might know the best place for getting this kind of information.
"So, Twig, do you have any other hangouts where we could talk to the locals?"
"Well, if no one else has any objections, then..."
Ash shakes her head, "No, lead on freind, lead on."
"We can give it a shot."