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Keenan.:
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going to clean my glasses while
waiting for the others
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Brian:
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actually, I'm gonna feed myself
first...
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Keenan:
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really hope he gets on soon
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Keenan:
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did you message him?
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Keenan:
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glad hes awake now atleast hopefully
we can still do everyhting
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Boretos:
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sorry for being late
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Brian:
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That's what you get for sleeping
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Keenan:
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you are not forgiven
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Brian:
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Alright, do you guys remember where we
left off?
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Boretos:
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at the chapel where I found the sword?
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Keenan:
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we were at the chapel, and chris was
going to look at the sword
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Brian:
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So you guys have been staring at it
for a while now, and still haven't figured out what it's supposed
to do.
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Father Agremal:
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And your orders were to seek this out?
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Sir Hastings:
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I was ordered to seek and return a
relic. So far this is the only object I have found that even looks
to be a relic.
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Father Agremal:
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I had a vision that led me to the same
thing.
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Sir Hastings:
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Was your vision of a sword?
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Father Agremal:
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It was hard to tell.
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Father Agremal:
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But it seems the rest of this area was
picked clean. I suspect the sword is recent, since it was still in
that orc
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Squire Finli:
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Maybe that um, i cant remember thier
name, but the gang does have it, but thier leaders are just hiding
it away and coveting it for themselves
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Squire Finli:
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would that be possible Reld?
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Sir Hastings:
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You make a good point, Finli. It's
possible the scarboys beat us to it.
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Reld:
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Most don't mess with holy places like
this. But scarboys aint most folks...
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Father Agremal:
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Then why didn't they take the sword?
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Sir Hastings:
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Perhaps they haven't been here
recently. The body does look rather fresh.
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Squire Finli:
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Maybe someone else took the relic and
killed someone else who was here. Maybe that was thier sword. But,
then how can we find the relic if they just ran off with ti.
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Sir Hastings:
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If that is the case, the relic could
be anywhere. We should report what we have found before
gallavanting across the countryside in search.
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Father Agremal:
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Do you need the blade? I feel that
Palor wanted me to have it.
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Squire Finli:
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Do you think we should check if the
scar boys have it first sir? or maybe try and get more men to
fight them since they sound like a really big gang.
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Sir Hastings:
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I'm sorry, Father, our orders were
clear. If it is Pelor's wish that you have the blade, then I know
you will have it eventually. Pelor works in mysterious ways, does
he not?
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Brian:
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do you make diplo or intimidate with
that?
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Sir Hastings: (( if you want me to make a diplo,
I will. ))
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Father Agremal:
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How do I even know you are on the
king's orders?
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Sir Hastings:
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I cannot promise you that I am. Not
directly at least. I can promise you that my orders come from the
Order of Blood.
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Father Agremal:
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Please, it is a god's will that the
blade be mine.
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Squire Finli:
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Would you be willing to come with us?
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Father Agremal:
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Deal
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Brian:
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So do you galivant right up to the
capital?
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Keenan:
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up to adam dcding on whether to check
scarboys first
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Sir Hastings: (( yeah. Got some prisoners to drop
off. The scarboys can wait until we get some manacles. ))
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Brian:
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So you ride back home
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Brian:
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Do you just go up to the order or
blood's keep and report?
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Sir Hastings: (( yeah. ))
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Older Knight:
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You return!
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Sir Hastings:
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With guests.
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Sir Hastings:
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Two bandits and a man of Pelor.
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Sir Hastings:
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I'll leave you to guess which is which.
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Older Knight:
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Looks like the ruins were not as empty
as we thought.
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Older Knight:
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If it's safe enough, I may have future
squires clean out any remaining relics for their initiation...
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Sir Hastings:
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As long as the scarboys are there, I
wouldn't call the place safe. Not to mention the giant spiders and
such.
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Older Knight:
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Alright, it may be time for a tale. Is
this best discussed one-on-one, or will you get to wait until
evening and impress all the young lads around the hearth with this
story?
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Sir Hastings:
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Had it a satisfying ending, I would
love to share. For now it will be best to discuss matters
privately.
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Older Knight:
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Then follow me...
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Brian:
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He takes you to a smaller guard tower,
away from prying ears..
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Keenan:
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i guess i stand back since they said
one on one
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Sir Hastings: (( I rehash the events with my
superior. ))
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Older Knight:
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Do you have the blade?
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Sir Hastings: (( who is named... ))
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Sir Hastings:
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I do, sir.
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Sir Hastings: (( I pull it out. ))
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Keenan:
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wait i thought the priest still ahd it
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Sir Hastings: (( Did I ever give it to him? ))
Sir Hastings: (( I don't remember. ))
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Keenan:
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remember the deal was he would hold
onto it on the way here
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Brian:
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He hands it over anyhow.
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Keenan:
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oh, no worries then if he just gives
it back ehre
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Sir Loruther:
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Interesting, it looks...alien.
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Sir Hastings:
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How do you mean, sir?
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Sir Loruther:
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Look at the work on the hilt. And I
don't recognize this metal. Elves don't do that. I will get some
experts in here and we will discuss it. You have the barracks
until I return to you with orders.
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Brian:
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He heads off at once
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Sir Hastings:
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It appears we must wait a moment.
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Sir Hastings: (( does this place have any holding
cells? ))
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Brian:
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no. You can go to a local guardhouse
and export your prisoners, or just keep an eye on em
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Sir Hastings: (( I would like to offload them
asap. ))
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Brian:
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Alright, then you get them off to
somewhere else.
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Brian:
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Do you do anything else of importance
before Loruther returns with orders?
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Sir Hastings: (( Not really. ))
Sir Hastings: (( maybe brew some tea. I'm sure I
know my way around this barracks. ))
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Brian:
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Awesome. He returns with company, but
does not talk to you as he passes
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Keenan:
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Im guessing finli is just takin care
of the horses after a long trip carrying mroe people then normal
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Brian:
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interestingly, soveless is in company
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Keenan:
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i know im interested:)
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Sir Hastings: (( right you are, keenan. ))
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Sir Hastings:
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Tea, anyone?
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Noble Lady:
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...but if we can avoid an incident.
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Sir Hastings: (( is that the same noble lady? ))
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Noble Lady:
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Did I ask for tea?
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Sir Hastings: (( Tea is the medicine of the soul.
It is always worth making a kettle if one stays in any place for long. ))
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Sir Hastings:
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Tea is the medicine of the soul. It is
always worth making a kettle if one stays in any place for long.
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Noble Lady:
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You... don't sit around long do you?
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Sir Loruther:
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He spends plently of time here,
actually. Too much given the man's talents.
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Sir Loruther:
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Either way, we have your orders.
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Sir Hastings:
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Don't keep me in suspense.
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Sir Loruther:
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We have had the sages look over the
sword. The wrapping of the hilt is orc hide. Orc communities used
to use leather from their own as a way of keeping family close.
Further more, some of the cross-hilt looks like orcish
craftmanship.
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Sir Loruther:
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The blade though, the blade is still
entirely unknown to us. And while it is magical, even our lord
cannot or will not tell us what it does.
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Sir Loruther:
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Are you familiar with Sindel wine?
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Sir Hastings:
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Perhaps a bit too familiar. Hah hah
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Soveliss Sindel:
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We have met previously sir while he
was escorting me on a job.
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Sir Loruther:
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Good. Because you will be escorting
him again, on a trek to open trade relations with Gorwood.
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Sir Loruther:
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But your mission will be to find the
meaning of this. This isn't proof they are trying to attack, but
given that they are orcs I would not be suprised.
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Sir Loruther:
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That said, this is strictly
undercover. Don't take risks you don't have to, and a war we can
avoid will be avoided.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Of course sir
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Sir Hastings:
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Shall I assist in Sindel's mission or
simply guard him?
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Sir Loruther:
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You will be leading it.
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Sir Loruther:
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Mingle with the population. Get along
with those beasts as best you can and do whatever it is that their
culture has evolved into doing in the last thirty years.
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Sir Loruther:
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If things go south, he's just a wine
seller. You're Correlon Lorathien's finest.
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Sir Hastings:
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Understood, sir.
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Sir Hastings:
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I hope you have a few spare bottles to
bring as gifts, Soveliss. A first impression is very important.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Why of course, I would never go
without such for such an event
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Soveliss Sindel:
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I'm certainly glad you are coming
along Hastings, I'll feel much safer.
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Sir Loruther:
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This is too tough for me to feel
comfortible sending a squire. If you don't feel Finli is up for
this mission for any reason, serving your duty supercedes your
duty to him.
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Sir Loruther:
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He will be reassigned, just say the
word.
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Sir Hastings:
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I'd prefer to keep the boy under my
watch in the long term, but it would be unwise to bring him on
such a delicate mission.
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Sir Loruther:
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Well, I'm sure you will return with
great wisdom. Anything else you need?
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Sir Hastings:
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I have run dry on funds, it seems. I
will likely need a purse to navigate the town.
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Noble Lady:
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Funding can be provided.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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I assume as discussing trade is mainly
just a feint to figure out whats going on over there, that thier
is no point in setting limits on a trade deal, and that we should
just say whatever is required to keep talks going long enough
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Noble Lady:
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We don't want to be paying tribute to
them just to spy on them.
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Noble Lady:
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Trade as a normal merchant would. We
might even be able to make peace out of this.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Very well, just wanted to confirm on
whether or not we planned to follow through with any deal.
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Sir Loruther:
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It's entirely possible this incident
isn't important, and whatever you do to pass the time ends up
being of much more importance to history.
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Sir Loruther:
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You will be the first official envoy
since the exodus.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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A honor it is to be on such a mission
sir.
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Sir Loruther:
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An honor to send it out. Anything else
you need?
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Sir Hastings:
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I have all I need.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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I as well.
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Brian:
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Cool. Then you venture off?
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Sir Hastings: (( how much money do I get? ))
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Brian:
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Also, got a cart or mule token?
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Keenan:
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so, anything happen on the way?
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Sir Hastings: (( good luck with the beurocracy,
father. ))
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Brian:
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So, along the way you stop at one of
the last villages in Damriel before heading off to the unknown.
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Keenan:
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wait, we do know where the village of
orcs is right
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Keenan:
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I assumed our scouts found it
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Brian:
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Yes, some contact has happened between
hunters and scouts on both sides.
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Brian:
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Some fights have occured, but no
outright conflict
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Keenan:
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so i guess they never met torg
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Sir Hastings: (( hey, torg's a nice guy. ))
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Brian:
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Nobody has heard of Torg in Damriel
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Brian:
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So yeah, it's just a few houses on the
rolling hills, but it's shelter.
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Brian:
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There is one structure you can tell is
the inn, even from outside the hamlet.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Always nice to have an actual roof
over your heads after so many days of traveling
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Guess we won't have anouther for some
time.
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Sir Hastings:
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True enough. Let's stop here.
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Keenan:
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so anything happen with us stopping
here
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Keenan:
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i guess we just ask the inkeeper for a
room
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Inkeep:
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Oui?
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Sir Hastings:
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Good day, do you have any vacancies
tonight?
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Inkeep:
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2 gold a room.
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Keenan:
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well that seems like a high price, i
think
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Brian:
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it's bordering on absurd
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Sir Hastings:
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Hah hah hah! I love a man with a sense
of humor.
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Inkeep:
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You think it's cheap keeping an inn up
this far to the border?
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Soveliss Sindel:
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True, I doubt you would get many
passerbys this far away
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Sir Hastings:
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So you have perishable imports, then?
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Soveliss Sindel:
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To be honest, I guess its a tad
surprising thier is a building of this size devoted to being an
inn this far away from the captial
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Inkeep:
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Aye, any spices we bring in to start
with.
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Inkeep:
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And we got to keep an eye out for orcs.
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Sir Hastings:
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Spices, you say? What variety do you
keep in stock?
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Inkeep:
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Parsley right now, mostly.
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Inkeep:
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Some cucumber.
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Sir Hastings:
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Such luxuries in a place like this?
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Inkeep:
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I consider myself an over-achiever.
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Sir Hastings:
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Any reason you can't grow them on your
own soil?
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Inkeep:
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Too dry. Are you gonna order a room? I
wanna sleep too.
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Sir Hastings: (( I'm gonna look aroudn for these
spices. ))
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Soveliss Sindel:
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I guess 2 rooms as is typical Hastings?
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Sir Hastings:
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One moment...
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Keenan:
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wait, was that hastings or you?
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Sir Hastings: (( Hastings. I'm going to make
bluff check. ))
* Boretos rolls: 1d20+1 => 6 + 1 = 7
Sir Hastings: (( I gesture to you. ))
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Brian:
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You observe the inkeep noticeing
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Sir Hastings: (( unfortunately, it wasn't even
halfway to a meaningful gesture. ah well. How bout them spices, bri? ))
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Soveliss Sindel:
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However, while I understand that your
prices must be rather high, would it be possible to negotiate for
slightly cheaper rooms, as otherwise, me and my friend here might
just choose to sleep outside as we have been doing. Would 1 gold 5
silver be a fair price?
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Sir Hastings: (( where are they? ))
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Keenan:
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diplomacy i guess
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Brian:
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You don't see any laying around
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Inkeep:
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Deal
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Inkeep:
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That's 3 gold for the two of ya
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Brian:
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Alright. Turns out, a room is a cot by
the hearth.
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Sir Hastings:
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Oh, you don't have to do that.
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Keenan:
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as we go to our rooms, I mention that
I should have gone lower, but i just really wanted to sleep on a
bed one last time before the next long part of the journey
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Brian:
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The innkeeper sleeps a bit further
away from you.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Oh, good enough
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Sir Hastings: (( I'm not paying for a room. ))
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Keenan:
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oh, nvm, i just pay 1.5 then
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Brian:
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ohh, so are you arguing with him, or
just leaving?
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Sir Hastings: (( I cast detect evil. ))
Sir Hastings: (( oh wait. ))
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Sir Hastings:
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How do you use these spices of yours?
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Inkeep:
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...
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Inkeep:
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On the food!
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Keenan:
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im not sure if that was meant to be a
whisper, or if that was a joke about a guy you might expect to be
a paldin not being one
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Sir Hastings: (( it was a joke. ))
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Sir Hastings:
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For every meal?
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Inkeep:
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Not all of em...
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Sir Hastings:
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Did you have some for dinner?
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Inkeep:
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I had some rat stew with salt and
herbs.
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Sir Hastings:
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Have a good night, both of you.
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Merchant:
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Greetings, sir. Are you a knight?
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Sir Hastings:
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I am. What can I do for you?
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Merchant:
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My cart was smashed by a troll. I want
to return and get my belongings back from it, but I'm sure the
beast is still around. If you could seek it in the morning...
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Sir Hastings:
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A troll, you say? I'm sure I could
assist you. At the very least make sure your supplies are safe to
salvage.
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Merchant:
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Thank you very much sir!
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Sir Hastings:
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Are you the one who supplies this inn
with its spices?
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Keenan:
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man you really care about those spices
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Sir Hastings: (( because they totally don't
exist. ))
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Merchant:
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Umm, no. I mostly sell vension near
the capital and metal to the smith here.
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Keenan:
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yes, but i have honestly never seen
you so suspicious of anything before
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Keenan:
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you treated the criminals we've met
and that guy robbin the town with less suspicion then this guy
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Sir Hastings: (( deception is the greatest crime
of all. ))
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Sir Hastings:
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Are you not staying inn tonight?
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Merchant:
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I have a house here.
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Sir Hastings:
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I would recommend you keep a fire
going tonight. It will keep the trolls away.
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Merchant:
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Yes m'lord
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Brian:
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ok, so next morning. Who does what?
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Keenan:
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i wake up, and ask for a meal
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Sir Hastings: (( I'll just check on Soveliss. ))
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Ah, good morning Hastings
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Inkeep:
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I got an ommlette with your name on it.
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Sir Hastings:
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I hope you slept well.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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I have, it was a rather comfortable
cot.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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(in between bites) so i guess its time
to continue on the journey
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Sir Hastings:
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I do have a bit of business to take
care of before then. I promised a man I'd protect him from a troll.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Excuse me? how long did you promise to
protect him for? can we afford however much of a detour that
causes/
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Sir Hastings:
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It's just while he can collect the
things he's abandonded. Shouldn't take too long. I'll be back by
noon.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Oh, very well then, if thats all then
that should be no problem at all really
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Sir Hastings:
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Are we ready?
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Merchant:
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Ahh, good morning.
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Sir Hastings:
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If your cart is wrecked, we can use
mine to bring your supplies back to town.
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Keenan:
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I suppose im just waiting at the inn
reading while waiting
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Merchant:
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I...don't think that's needed. It was
mostly the gold I was worried about.
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Merchant:
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And I can always just sift through the
stuff.
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Sir Hastings:
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Very well. Let's hope it's still
there. Lead the way?
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Merchant:
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Sure.
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Merchant:
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It's just a creek to the south.
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Merchant:
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Let me check in with the smithy here.
he might have a dagger for me.
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Merchant:
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One moment...
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Sir Hastings:
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hm hm hmmm...
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Brian:
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He steps inside the smith's place and
shortly returns with a dagger.
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Sir Hastings:
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I hope we won't need that.
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Merchant:
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Me too. A dagger verses a troll?
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Merchant:
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Either way, I'm ready when you are.
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Sir Hastings:
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Let us away.
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Brian:
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You begin to wander south along many
hills. Are you doing anything in the meantime Soveless?
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Keenan:
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just reading, checking m stuff
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Keenan:
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i assume they gave me a book with
orcish phrases maybe if they do use a differnt language
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Keenan:
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you know, the items on me and the cart
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Brian:
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The orcs spoke common when they left,
and you've had little to no contact since
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Keenan:
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making sure nothing was taken
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Keenan:
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ok, just making sure
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Sir Hastings: (( Donde esta la bibliotecha? ))
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Brian:
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Anyhow, Hastings and friends search
the area for several hours, but he can't seem to find this creek.
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Merchant:
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I... I lost my own cart.
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Sir Hastings:
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Are you certain it was to the south?
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Merchant:
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I swear it was...
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Sir Hastings:
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Do you travel this creek often?
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Merchant:
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No. I was a bit off the beaten path
this time.
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Sir Hastings:
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I'm afraid I don't have any skill in
tracking lost carts.
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Merchant:
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Well I'm sorry I wasted your time
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Sir Hastings:
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I'm sorry I couldn't have been of more
help.
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Sir Hastings: (( I guess we meander our way back.
))
Sir Hastings: (( or search a bit longer first. I
don't care. ))
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Sir Hastings:
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This won't set you too far back, I
hope.
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Merchant:
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I'll survive. I always have.
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Brian:
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I assume you guys pack up and head on?
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Time to go?
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Sir Hastings:
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Yes. It was a wild goose chase,
seeminglly.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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A true shame, I hope the man will be
alright
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Sir Hastings:
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How was the cucumber?
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Soveliss Sindel:
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anyway, lets head off then
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Keenan:
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did i have cucumber in my dinner?
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Keenan:
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or for somereason omelette
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Brian:
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it had cheese though
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Soveliss Sindel:
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I didnt have any, and yes, I know he
was just scamming us with those extra high prices.
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Brian:
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You voyage to the east for a couple
more days, and besides one hunter you see nobody.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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I didnt really care much, I just
wanted a good sleep, and I got one, and I wont for a while more,
till we arrie and mayb even then depending on how those orcs are
living
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Brian:
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Trees begin to become more common and
the ground wetter. This is what Gorwood was always described as to
you.
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Keenan:
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wierd, only the name is appearing and
not my image
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Soveliss Sindel:
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test
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Sir Hastings:
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We are getting close.
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Brian:
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You see two figures approaching in the
distance.
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Sir Hastings: (( that happens when you switch
maps or get perspective changed. ))
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Keenan:
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i slow the cart, and get my bow close,
but dont draw it yet
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Sir Hastings:
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You're an archer?
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Just because I'm primarily a merchant,
doesnt mean I dont know a bit about how to defend myself
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Sir Hastings:
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Hail!
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Orc Warrior Scout:
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Hello.
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Sir Hastings:
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I take it we're nearing Gorwood?
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Orc Warrior Scout:
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You are. Why do you want that?
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Sir Hastings: (( brb ))
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Soveliss Sindel:
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We are here to make a trade deal on
behalf of Damnriel
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Orc Warrior Scout:
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Interesting. We should probably take
this to the priests.
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Orc Warrior Scout:
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If you wish, come with us.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Thank you for the help, it is most
appreciated
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Brian:
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And so you arrive under escort the
rest of the way to Gorwood.
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Keenan:
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should probably wait for adam now in
case he wants to say anythign
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Sir Hastings: (( ok ))
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Keenan:
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on with the story then:)
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Brian:
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And so you arrive under escort the
rest of the way to Gorwood.
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Brian:
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Which, in spite of a previous player
comment, is unwalled at the current time.
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Keenan:
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oh, i thought we were planning to wall
it, nvm
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Brian:
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That was 25 years ago
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Keenan:
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so, how does it look to our eyes
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Sir Hastings: (( looks different ))
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Brian:
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Gorwood reminds you more of the
villages of the south that the capital where you both grew up. The
streets are pretty narrow, and the houses tend to be bigger on
average than Damriel.
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Brian:
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The place doesn't seem well built to
handle carts, and you see few beasts of burden. Mostly orcs
meander about, but humans are not too uncommon. Everyone who sees
you notices.
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Keenan:
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does it all look well built and tended
too
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Brian:
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Mostly. There are some structures
patched together with makeshift crossbeams, but otherwise yes.
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Brian:
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These seem far from the barbarians you
expected.
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Keenan:
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ok then, i think that everything seems
fairly civilized
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Keenan:
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dont mention anything though, doubt
that they would like us just mentioning that we thought that they
would be living in huts and what not:)
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Brian:
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Either way, they take you to the
centerpiece of the town: the church of Nerul. It is a massive 3
story structure, surrounded by unkempt greenery.
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Brian:
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They gesture inside.
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Keenan:
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I look at hastings and get off the cart
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Keenan:
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once he gets off too i assume we just
walk inside
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Brian:
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the church is very plain inside.
Skulls line the celing, and pews row the hall
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Brian:
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An elf stands in the center, seemingly
just looking around.
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Keenan:
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wait, is my guy still alive? just
curious?
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Sir Hastings: (( what kind of skulls? ))
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Brian:
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presumably half-orc, but you couldn't
tell
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Sir Hastings:
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Greetings.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Greetings, are you the one in charge
here?
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Ico:
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A well armored scout...
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Ico:
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I am.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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We are not scouts, we are here to,
hopefully, make a trade deal with you on behalf of Damriel
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Ico:
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Go on...
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Sir Hastings: (( I'll leave the trade up to you.
))
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Soveliss Sindel:
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We do not wish for your people to be
afraid of us, or for our scouts to be afraid of you any longer, It
would be beneficial for both of us if we could declare peace
between us, and possibly trade as well.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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While it is not much, I do bring a
gift of wine from my familys own orchard, and if this deal goes
through well, I'm sure many more interested merchants may come as
well, particularily if you produce any goods of note yourselves
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Keenan:
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then i will probably continue toalking
about tariffs, what they have, what thier interested in, what they
can spare to part with and so on if thier isnt more talk about
what were doing here and what not
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Ico:
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I feel like a priest shouldn't be
drinking wine.
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Keenan:
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I don't exactly want to roleplay that
as I dont think I know anyhting compared to what my character knows
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Ico:
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I have no interest in war with the
false king either.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Ah sorry, but this gift remains for
any others in your town that might wish for it though.
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Ico:
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If you wish to trade, your place is
with the people of Gorwood. Go amoung them and see what you can
buy and sell.
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Keenan:
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I guess a town wouldnt be interested
too much in leveraging tariffs I guess
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Ah, very well, I will do such, is
there anyone in particular that you suggest for me to speak with,
and is thier any place inside of the town we may stay, or should
we just ask among the villagers
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Keenan:
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if i do anyhting wrong about trading,
please tell me, I know nothing about being a mideval character
unlike my guy
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Ico:
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We came here for freedom, and we found
it. If you want something, feel free to trade for it. But I have
no need to give gifts to the servants of a false king.
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Ico:
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You are not restricted from anywhere
my people are not. But keep in mind there are no knights or
peasents here.
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Keenan:
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i mean midieval trader
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Sir Hastings:
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How about tea? Does a priest drink tea?
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Ico:
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I...
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Very well then, I will do such, do you
have any suggestions with who I should speak to first however, and
where they might be
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Keenan:
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nvm what i said, jsut respond to adam
first
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Ico:
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I can't say I've exactly made plans
for your arrival.
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Sir Hastings:
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Not to worry, I can whip up a kettle
quick as can be.
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Sir Hastings:
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Certainly we must get to know each
other. We haven't even been properly introduced.
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Ico:
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Perhaps some other time. Mass starts
soon.
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Sir Hastings:
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Mind if I sit in?
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Ico:
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Actually, yes. It's a community
gathering, and you are a knight of a land that considers us
traitors.
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Ico:
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And heathens.
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Ico:
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And most of us sub-elven.
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Ico:
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It's better you stay away from any
religious cerimonies, now that I think about it.
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Sir Hastings:
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I am disappointed to hear that. I was
eager to learn more of Nerull.
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Ico:
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Then spend time amoung the people, sir
knight. As much as I opposed it, my people grew very strong in the
faith.
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Ico:
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Now please, let's not have an incident
here.
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Sir Hastings:
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You are opposed to your people's
piety? Even as a priest?
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Ico:
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Another time.
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Sir Hastings:
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Good day, then.
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Ico:
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And one last thing:
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Good day
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Ico:
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If Glistar sent you, tell him I still
remember his circlejerk days.
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Soveliss Sindel:
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Well that was interesting
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Brian:
|
yes, he really did say that.
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Orc Warrior Scout:
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We heard everything. You are free to
go.
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Soveliss Sindel:
|
Thank you, is there some main trade
area?
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Orc Warrior Scout:
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Nope
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Sir Hastings:
|
Sounds like you'll have to do it the
old fashioned way.
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Soveliss Sindel:
|
ah, is there any suggestion as to who
I might go to to discuss the possible trade of goods, like any
particularily big farmer or skilled craftsman or such
|
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Brian:
|
They have already wandered off at this
point
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Keenan:
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I assume thiers no one around
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Brian:
|
a few folks are heading into church
for services
|
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Soveliss Sindel:
|
I guess I should search around this
town then Hastings to see if thier is anyone who might be mroe
interested in trade. That is if there is anyone not coming to
mass. How about we meet up again withing 2 hours. Then we can
hopefully atleast get a deal from Ico to make sure that neither
groups will attack the other any time soon.
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Sir Hastings:
|
A deal from who?
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Keenan:
|
wait did we ever learn his name
|
Sir Hastings: (( I tried, but he declined my tea.
:( ))
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Keenan:
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Now that I think about it I guess not,
in that case just retcon what I said to the priest
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Keenan:
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since my guy wouldnt know
|
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Sir Hastings:
|
I will find a place to keep the cart.
|
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Soveliss Sindel:
|
Very well, I will meet up with you
again shortly
|
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Brian:
|
Alright, you guys want to stop here or
keep going? This part of the game is self-directed, so I have no
idea when the next stopping point will be.
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Keenan:
|
I'm fine with whatever
|
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Keenan:
|
how about you adam?
|
Sir Hastings: (( I don't know what I want to do
yet. I'll have to think about it, so now would be a good stopping point.
))
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Keenan:
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see you guys later then:)
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Keenan is disconnected.
Boretos is disconnected.