The knight responds that he really is looking for dwarves who can clean out the mine and then start working the mine. If you folks are up to that he would consider hiring you, but it doesn't sound like that.
With that, he will bid you good day.
Unless anyone does want to keep negotiating with the knight...
Post by flightcommander on Apr 27, 2016 21:22:23 GMT -6
Quasmus enters the shop, sniffs at the pungent bouquet of powerful and exotic spell components on the air, and casts his eye about for any comely and nubile enchantresses who might be tending the store. Failing that he'll settle a shop owner of any sort.
Post by flightcommander on May 2, 2016 21:08:20 GMT -6
I do believe I have lost track of the gross volume of funds available to Quasmus and indeed the party, but so be it, Quasmus sees this brief visit to the magic shoppe as largely a fact-finding venture and not a shopping spree. "Athelbrus, good sir, our small band of merry adventurers are here to briefly acquaint ourselves with the wonders of your enterprise and perhaps trade coin, or information, for such trifles as we might afford. We intend to depart soon upon our next sortie into the Wilderness and parts unknown, and would be lucky to have say a scant potion or spell scroll at our disposal. Perhaps you might show us a few such items and, discretely, quote us their prices."
Post by flightcommander on May 4, 2016 0:27:50 GMT -6
"I declare that your collections of monster parts exceeds any I have seen within five hundred miles, good sir! ... with the possible exception of that which my esteemed colleagues deposited on the floor of our most recent dungeon conquest. I myself have conducted trade in such specimens and indeed, if you might find yourself in need of resupply, we are accepting orders this very moment ... ?"
The reason I have put the price on basilisk eggs I have is that I have not lately heard any credible information on the location of such creatures. Normally I would just offer 300 gp for basilisk eggs.
Here are some adventure hooks you've heard before:
The Seahawk Tavern on the corner of Regal Street and Caravan Street: Somewhere along the story telling a parrot lands beside Quasmus, dips his beak in Quasmus's ale, and prattles on about a chest of gold buried on Devil's Cauldron Island. Barlo is able to coax the parrot into talking about the treasure again. Something about buried in the sand in the center of a lone stand of three date palms on devil's cauldron island.
The Belowdeck's Inn on Dead-Broke Street from Bledsoe Meale, aka Mossy: Over drinks, you get the impression he might know a bit about the Dearthwood. The Western Dearthwood is dominated by the Orcs of the Purple Claw. They are bold enough to periodically attack the City State. There are many lost ruins in the Dearthwood. There are a few refuges depending on your allegiances. Do you favor law or chaos, evil or good, or the balance of neutrality? Within the forest, there are citadels and castles led by patrons of all but chaotic good. On the Northern edge is also the elfin village of Adderwood led by a Paladin. Mossy spins a tale of a Pyramid built on a rocky slope that is partially covered and guarded by trolls. You can often find me here, or if I'm not here, just leave a message with the bartender.
At The Temple of Thoth: An acolyte tells Mortimer about a ruined castle North of the city, about a mile into the Dearthwood across the river from Woe. The castle ruins sound like a different location than Zebulon wanted escort to.
Orofer says "Devil Cauldron Island sounds great, but let's make a little money so we can properly finance that expedition. Let's go back to the dungeon, properly prepared, and get good at exploration and exploitation"
Cpt John "Jack" Hammer 6A84A6 Age 22 male Rifle-1 SMG-1 Grav Vehicle-1 Tracked Vehicle-1 Gambling-1 Leader-1