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"Well, do you need help or something? I mean, of course, come on in. You can have shelter here! But, do you need help? Because, you know, that's something we do here. Help people."
Ary seems a little light on her feet, and the sword at her side fits right in with the sword-and-sunburst of Iomedae hanging from her neck. She looks around behind her, and then pulls the door wide open. "I think dinner's been all cleaned up, but if you are hungry, we'll find something. Oh! Look at your clothes, we'll be able to clean and mend those. Come in, come in. Are you thirsty, too? We have good beer, but if you want cocktails, I can get those ready." She steps back, and sweeps her hand to indicate they should come in.
"If you want someone to talk to, I'll go fetch someone. But I don't know who's around right now."
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Rhon plants his boots back on the floor and brings his chair back down onto all four legs after which he turns his gaze towards the two tieflings that have just entered the hall.
"Ary! Is there a problem? Do those two require some kind of aid?"
Rhon casts a quick glance off off to his right to make sure his shield and axe are still within easy reach. He then proceeds to finish off his current mug of fine Dwarven Ale before once again focusing his attention on the two newcomers.
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Greetings, all of you. I am Quintus Sol, this is my twin sister and we are priests in the service of the Dragon Father and we are on a holy mission to eliminate all evil from the world.
"All evil." You make us sound like fools.
I am Una Sol, she who serves under the name Left Hand of Apsu. I wish to make the world a better place....some warm food and perhaps a little brandy would do wonders.
We had hoped to use our skills as Jewelers to fund our journey to your lodge but we are unused to these lands and apparently we...misjudged how desirable our skills as would be.
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A small blue skinned gnome, with green hair flying out in all directions overhears and jumps into the conversation.
"I don't know why people judge others that way. That's very rude. Personally, I'd love to look at your jewelry. I don't really have any money to buy it, but I like looking at pretty things, and I like to think I'd be able to spot good craftsmanship, but I'm no expert like I'm sure you two are."
Edit: Rolled low, so Wizzlefarb doesn't know much about Apsu. So much for bardic knowledge.
"So you're both priests of Apsu? I know the name, and that he's a dragon god, but not much else. What's he like?"
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The Great Waybringer is master of all Good Dragons and one of the creators of the Universe and the lands it contains. Master Apsu is the bringer of Laws and the protector of all that is Good and morally righteous. . He is the builder of Things, protector of Travelers, Friend to the Good, and a Patron of the Law.
He is not widely worshipped among people who are not huge fire breathing lizards, but then again it is the only faith my sister and I have known.
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My brother and I were brought up on an island owned by the dragoness Vasila. Apparently the Chelish slavers who bought us from our parents ignored the Golden Lady's warnings and passed too close to her island.
So she confiscated their "property", took their gold, burned their ship, and made the evil fools swim home. Then Vasilia adopted the 96 halflings and tieflings as her children and raised us in her faith.
But enough about our home town, you wanted to look at the samples.
We had to use some of the rubies for passage on the ferry and for food.
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"Apsu sounds interesting. I can respect any good god, and those who worship him. I'm not so much into the whole law and order thing, though. Not that there's anything wrong with it, but I'm just not as gung ho about codes of conduct and righteous living as many of the Silver Crusaders."
"I want to make the world a better place, just in my own way. Which for me, mostly means spreading some laughter and joy, rather than going around smiting evil like a lot of these guys. Like when I'm back here in Absalom between missions for the Society, I always visit Auntie Baltwin's Home and entertain the orphan kids."
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A tall lizardlike tiefling is leaning against the wall, dressed in draping silks that caress her form and accentuate it, drawing the eye to all the best parts of the breathtaking young beastbrood. A she bears no holy symbol that is of mortal make, but one that has been on her flesh since the day she was born.
"Apsu, eh? There's an Osrian Aasimar who might be interested in talking to you." she pauses, approaching them with swaying movements.
"So, I take it you are either Clerics or Paladins." She continues, her voice even. "Good to meet fellow holy people. I myself am a Paladin. I'll leave it to you to guess of whom." A rakish light dances in her eyes.
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The young paladin calls back to the senior Silver Crusader. "I don't think they need too much, Rhon! But they do have jewelry for showing and selling."
She wipes her hands on a towel, rings on each finger flashing in the light, and moves up a little shyly. Her eyes fasten to the rings on display, and she stills as she looks them over, eyes widening.
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I can reproduce any of these designs in gold, silver, copper, or bronze. I can do mithril but, well, mithril requires special tools and in my opinion the fuss isn't worth the high heat and long hours of pounding on it. It makes fine armor, but not exactly fantastic jewelry. Sure the old dwarf masters worked wonders with the stuff but those skills are lost to history.
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A very handsome Tien aasimar man enters, wearing kikko armor and a sheathed katana. He has a wooden holy symbol around his neck that doesn't represent any of the well known Inner Seas deities.
"Hello", he begins in a thick Tien accent. "Is this Silver Crusade?"
He sees someone nod and continues.
"I new here. Yoshi", he indicates himself. "Yoshi Yamamoto, samurai of Shizuru. I just return from defeat Master of Fallen Fortress with honorable Pathfinder allies. Want to stop evil, protect innocent, spread honor. This good place for me?"
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A grand place where the spawn of evil has come together to help others cast off the evil paths they ignorantly follow.
I am from the pits of Chue Yi. My youth was filled with ignorance and I followed the evil path as well. Then I saw the light, and now I work to save the lives of the evil ones, and show them light. So they may walk out of darkness.
Yoshi, you do not need a "place" to preform such noble work. Evil only exists where good people do nothing. Although you are welcome by my side at any time.
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The reptilain teifling's long tail flicks slightly as she moves towards the Tien man. "Well, this is the Silver Crusade, though we are more of an... ideal than a place." Her words are smooth and flowing, and hold a slight Magnimarian accent to them. "But yes, here is where we do such things. I myself have recently returned from the perils that call themselves the worldwound." She slowly eyes the third tiefling. "And sadly, that does not exist simply because good people are doing nothing. There are other places to, that are places where evil itself seeps out of the world. Places were foul gods, and fouler creatures spawn. That is far more that good people doing nothing." She stops, and looks at the two newcomers.
"I am Gewn, paladin of Arshea." The last word is said with hints of flirtation and invitation.
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"I want help Silver Crusade and Pathfinder Society rid world of evil. Good with sword", he indicates his katana, "and other gifts from Shizuru. Will help with world wound if I can."
"Ahh, yes, Arshea. Very noble angel of freedom. And uhhh... relations between people, yes? I never meet follower of Arshea before."
"Good to meet fellow paladin and other noble Silver Crusaders."
Yoshi bows to Gwen, then continues with bowing while facing each of the other assembled crusaders, one at a time.
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And I was birthed in such a place. It was thought your survival was another's death. I had not see the sky until I was an adult. I fought killed and ate those around me as was the common grounds. When good people challeneged this, it fell apart. I saw the light an understood the error of my ways.
The light says everyone is worth redeeming. But alas sometimes we do not have the wits, courage, or strength to do so.
Monk-ee? I have trained with the Mi-zu-ki Monks is this what you refer me to?
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Monkeys is the plural of monks. When you fall down a lot its called monkey style. When you drink too much you're a drunken monkey. If you kick people when they're down your a hungry ghost monkey, and so on.
I was training in Tien with the donkey guys. They are also monkeys but kept saying E or E a lot so I may have gotten it wrong. I speak Tien too, but my accent is bad said the monkeys. Originally I was a barbarian, but that didn't work out, too violent. I prefer the peaceful life.