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Post by mister frau blucher on Apr 12, 2012 8:47:39 GMT -5
Shadout peers down at the potions. To Khan; "He said he would buy what we could bring him." "A 10 to 1 return is a good deal." To Vempoor; "Good sir, about your radiation treatment potions. I may be interested in purchasing one. What can you tell me about them?" "It is a formula I learned a few years ago, when an adventuring party with a lot of funds wanted to visit a location on the dark waters west of Blackledge. Evidently, there was an old complex there that leaked something the caprians called 'radiation.' After extensive studies and some tests, I came up with an effective counter-measure to the effects of this radiation. It is not permanent, but allowed them the time to investigate the complex. "So I made several batches, and occassionally some caprians will purchase a few bottles. Those that you see there are my remaining stock, marked down significantly as the demand to visit sites leaking this radiation has apparently dried up."
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Post by mister frau blucher on Apr 12, 2012 8:50:59 GMT -5
Rrowullh is much more tactile and cannot help but rummage politely and carefully through the wares. He hefts the gauntlets in particular to see if they may well fit. [Sorry, forgot to reply to this.] The gauntlets would require modification to fit a tigran hand. Given that the bonus comes from an enchantment, the altering of them may affect the enchantment - and render them useless.
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Post by blacknigel on Apr 12, 2012 11:28:35 GMT -5
Khanmahtt continues to whisper to the mage, “This Vempoor seems to be the sort that would like the Shahdout. There is much merchandise here that is of interest to ahr party. My brothurr wants the lockpicks, Rraynaldoh the maps, Inyaytoh likes the quiver. The Shadout and I see profit in the potions. Purrhaps the Shadout should barhturh for us all? Bundle all ahr wants into one portion and one price, yes?”
“I think we get as many potions as we can without emptying our purses. My brothurr and I would contribute up to 80 Silvurh and 6 Gold for the picks and 3 potions. Let him know we can pay part in Gold. It might make a difference.”
(Bret, I think I’ve some unfinished business with the Strife Brothers. I see you gave Rrowullh the lodestone, but he also asked for one of the Chut salves. In retrospect it wasn’t such a good deal and I’m fine with him NOT buying the Chut. Or, if “deal’s a deal” then subtract the additional 25s from Rrowullh, which would leave him with 9s I think. If Rrowullh didn’t buy the Chut, then he’ll contribute 30s towards buying the lockpicks with Khan making up the rest.
Also, I forgot to have Khanmahtt buy the climbing hammer and spikes from the brothers. Can we revise history and have already done that?
One last thing, how are we doing on consuming our rations and light sources? I’ve sort of lost track of how many days the party has been underground, so have no idea about how much they’ve consumed their available food and light sources. The dried fish seems a real bargain if it’s a whole week’s worth for only 2s.)
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Post by mister frau blucher on Apr 12, 2012 11:43:37 GMT -5
(Bret, I think I’ve some unfinished business with the Strife Brothers. I see you gave Rrowullh the lodestone, but he also asked for one of the Chut salves. In retrospect it wasn’t such a good deal and I’m fine with him NOT buying the Chut. Or, if “deal’s a deal” then subtract the additional 25s from Rrowullh, which would leave him with 9s I think. If Rrowullh didn’t buy the Chut, then he’ll contribute 30s towards buying the lockpicks with Khan making up the rest. Also, I forgot to have Khanmahtt buy the climbing hammer and spikes from the brothers. Can we revise history and have already done that? One last thing, how are we doing on consuming our rations and light sources? I’ve sort of lost track of how many days the party has been underground, so have no idea about how much they’ve consumed their available food and light sources. The dried fish seems a real bargain if it’s a whole week’s worth for only 2s.) My bad, missed the Chut for some reason. We'll pass on that, and have Khanmahtt have bought the spikes and hammer. Food and light - you have been down here about 30 hours now, consumed food for one day already. The light here has been sporadic with a lot of natural lighting, so i have yet to take away a full day's oil or torches. At the end of this day I'll apply a day's worth of usage.
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Post by blackjack on Apr 17, 2012 21:38:33 GMT -5
To Vempoor: "My good Sir, the radiation potions seem to be doing you no good. Perhaps my friends and I could help you. We would be willing to give you 150 silvers for the few items we need. An agreeable soul such as yourself shouldn't have a problem with this offer. We only need the lock picks, 5 potions, the quiver and a map. I'm sure you agree that is a substantial amount for such a small number of items?" With that Shadout opens his hands toward Vempoor inviting him to speak.
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Post by mister frau blucher on Apr 18, 2012 11:55:54 GMT -5
Vempoor sighs deeply and looks down. "Oh, the struggles of we few merchants, whom all seem to believe to be wealthy to the point of deleting profit margins from our wares. Oh, the woes we face in the face of entitlement ignorance. Rather than compensate me 189 silvers for the items you name, you wish to pay 79% of this price. And if i do not agree, then I am not a reasonable person, eh? Do I summarize your position accurately?"
He dramatically sighs again.
"If you were to raise you roffer to 168 silvers, I will agree. Even then, you are condemning me to a life of poverty. But at least I can afford the outstanding fish steaks."
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Post by Lord Inar on Apr 18, 2012 15:50:15 GMT -5
Vempoor looks up from his conversation with the dwarves, where he seems to be telling them he is unable to answer their questions. He looks at the maps, then quickly at the dwarves, as if there is a connection. Then he says, "Unfortunately, I have no maps showing the great abyss and areas south in any greater detail. Those maps are a mere 2 silvers each. Perhaps you will gain more utility from them in study." "I hope I shall. However 2 silvers each seems a fair enough gamble. " Reynaldo pays him. "Maybe the location of the grotto is hidden with invisible ink." he nudges Tembo, but then looks back at the dwarves, almost as if awaiting a response.
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Post by blackjack on Apr 19, 2012 21:34:12 GMT -5
"We are far from our homes with little means. Surely, a man of your character would not take the last coppers from us. Could you find it in your heart to accept 160 silvers?"
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Post by mister frau blucher on Apr 20, 2012 15:54:55 GMT -5
"I can find little in my heart for strangers who find me unreasonable in my quest to feed my equally ungrateful family. And I suspect that were you to meet my original price, you would have more than a few coppers left.
"Nonetheless, if you were to raise your magnanimous offer to the pauperish sum of 163 silvers, I believe my final resistence would melt away, like butter on the fish your commerce would reduce me and my wretched family to eating."
[Side note - i thought Brian was all set to go, guys! I'll find out what is up over the weekend, it is possible school has him hopping through more hoops than he has anticipated. One way or the other we will bring the longest merchant visit of the year to a close and get some more adventuring in next week!]
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Post by Lord Inar on Apr 20, 2012 16:29:42 GMT -5
Maybe Brian doesn't know that he needs to bookmark the page to get a response that there has been a post.
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Post by fibenbolger on Apr 21, 2012 7:43:05 GMT -5
"Har! Umgi! Wan ut werit?" grunts the mail-clad dwarf, leaning on his warhammer and tugging at his steel-wool beard.
"Trade-tongue, Harzak! Besides, tiger-men!!! Tigrans, I think they are called. I have only read about them," whispers the other, clad in boiled leather, with strips of colored cloth woven into his two beard-braids.
"Har! Now you cn smell 'm, hear 'm purr, 'n' stroke th'r furry bellies, if they don' claw yer beard off!" Harzak rumbles in a mostly-recognizable dialect.
"Hush, they'll understand you. Do you think they'd let me? No beasts of the True World have fur like that. Ah. No matter. Later, perhaps."
Turning to the new customers of Vempoor's, the more colorful dwarf slowly lifts a stone-headed, rune-carved hammer from his belt, holds it horizontally a his waist level and bows to them. Speaking slowly and a little too loud, he says"Greetings, dwellers of the No-Roof World. I am Mulherrin, and my compatriot, Harzak, are most pleased to make your acquaintance. What brings you to the outer reaches of the True World?"
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Post by blackjack on Apr 21, 2012 17:05:08 GMT -5
"Though it will cause my friends and I to cut our daily rations in half, I believe we can meet your price. 163 silvers it is. Well bargained and done."
"One more thing "Lord" Vempoor. I purchased this stone earlier on our quest. It let's out a banshee wail when rubbed. Do you know anything of its history or use?"
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Post by blacknigel on Apr 21, 2012 20:43:00 GMT -5
(Before the dwarves speak) Hearing Shadout & Vempoor's haggling begin to turn to the party's favor, Khanmahtt steps back from Shadout's side and his paw makes a rapid but subtle gesture. Rrowullh sees the Rally Sign of Armando's Crew and comes to his brother's side.
Quietly Khanmahtt says, "Yourr silvuhr brothurr, every Tens you have." Seeing the small stack Rrowullh brings out Khanmahtt sighs, "Thirty only? Once *again* you get your desire at my cost. Truly, one day, the balance must turn to me. Or there is no justice in this cruel world."
As he hears the negotiations conclude, he returns to Shadout's side and makes an obvious show of placing the Tigrans' silver and a few gold coins in the hands of Shadout.
(Bret, I'm not sure how the negotiations result in splitting up the associated costs amongst the party, but Rrowullh is paying 30 silver for the picks. Khanmahtt pays part of his share in gold and wants Vempoor and the Dwarves to see it, but wants to hang onto at least 3 pieces of gold if possible.)
As the Dwarves introduce themselves, both Tigrans go quiet and still. Rrowullh sneaks a glance towards to Reynaldo to see how he reacts.
Khanmahtt flinches ever so slightly as if he's been cuffed aside the head. But recovering himself, he addresses Harzak in a polite and human fashion, "Master Dwargg, how great is the stench of your mother?" He finishes with a slight nod of respect
Rrowullh makes a different rapid gesture with the fingers of his draw paw. "Brother, the honors of the Dwarggs I do not think apply. These seem the real *Dwarves*, unless I am mistaken." Again he shoots a nervous glance towards Reynaldo.
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Post by Lord Inar on Apr 23, 2012 14:51:31 GMT -5
"Well met good dwarves." Reynaldo flashes a disarming smile and replies as he looks at the dwarves and the tigrans in turn. "These tigrans are quite impressive actually. I'd much rather have them watching my back than attacking it. But as to your question, I am Reynaldo, and this is my compatriot Tembo, along with a few others you have already commented on, including Khanmatt and Rrowullh here. I must say it is refreshing to see dwarves down here. One gets tired of running into," he leans a little closer "that other sort, if you know what I mean." Reynaldo crafts the tone of his voice to be informative to the tigrans without calling attention to Khanmatt's mistake.
"Well met good dwarves. Like most who come here from above, we seek to better our fortunes, although, again like most, I believe we have reached a bit of an impasse." Reynaldo gestures toward the recently purchased maps.
Tembo looks admiringly at the hammer's craftsmanship and nods at the dwarf.
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Post by blacknigel on Apr 23, 2012 20:59:10 GMT -5
Khanmahtt seems to realize his mistake, "Ahh yes, REAL..." and looks first towards Rrowullh and then Reynaldo. "DWARVES" he pronounces carefully.
Nodding to himself, he tries again and addresses Harzak. "Master *DWARF*... Hahrzahk, I do not know the greetings of yourr people, but greetings I give even so. The Dwarggs I have met under the mountain seem to measuhr the status... by uh, smell... or... Stench. So have offended you and The Colour Beard, may be, Yes?. Apologies, Yes? I am called Khanmahtt, and my brothurr, Rrowullh."
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