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Post by Faelyn on Jun 30, 2017 11:59:47 GMT
Ignoring Cass, he in all his bravado had no idea of her potential either. It waa true neither of them knew each other but she had grown tired of the banter. Fae grinned at Ekemon,"Good night friend. Goddess be good, I shall see you in the morning. "
"If not, it was pleasure meeting you."
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Post by The Innkeeper on Jun 30, 2017 12:14:11 GMT
"Where do ye think ye are going? Ye have been eating on me for the whole night, ah think ah deserved to be repayed, dontche?" The Dwarf said matter-of-factly, but mostly as a tease. He was not angry or anything, but he liked the idea of having a Wizard escorting his goods. Double the safety. "And I do believe this job might come in handy for you. Honest work, honest reward."
"Anywho... Here is the thing, laddies and lass who now works for me." Gundren cleared his throat and jumped on the bench to take a sit beside the Tiefling. "I've got some goods that need to be delievered to Phandallin, just just provisions and mining equipment, nothing abnormal. Me brothers and ah just found something BIG." His eyes shone like a children's in excitement. "Ah need ta be there sooner, though, and the wagon would hinder my travel."
"The Triboar Trail is known for being a little rough now and then, that's why ah need ye fellows." Rockseeker threw on the table the sack of coins he had been fiddling with since his arrival. "What do ye say? Ten Goldens, five now and five afterwards?!"
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Post by Cassian Goodson on Jun 30, 2017 12:18:32 GMT
Cassian never felt good when someone felt the need to insist that the goods were perfectly legal/normal/safe, but as a fellow worshipper of the god of gold he nodded. "I've heard Phandallin's great this time of year," he commented drily. "Five now, five when we get there," he agreed.
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Post by Faelyn on Jun 30, 2017 12:41:51 GMT
Taking her seat again, Fae listened to the dwarf's excited tone as described their mission. The gold was fine, even though she still had a full purse. Five gold would just add more. "That will be fine", she agreed, looking at Ekemon with a grin and a small shrug. "Sounds like it should be a good trip."
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Post by Ekemon Rein on Jun 30, 2017 12:52:51 GMT
Ekemon thought he could recall Torian using similar words before their final trip. However gold was gold, and he did not imagine his current project would be cheap. "I don't have any other work lined up, so I suppose you can count me in as well" he said, noticing Faelyn's expression, he added "I can't imagine this will compare to my worst journey" As soon as he was done speaking, he began kicking himself mentally for his foolish tongue.
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Post by Cassian Goodson on Jun 30, 2017 13:16:46 GMT
"I think ou just cursed us," Cassian noted to the tinker. He stretched out and asked for a washcloth from the barkeeper. "Now, having secured us a veritable army, I'm taking a bath. Last chance..." he said towards Faelyn as he dragged his gear toward his room.
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Post by Ekemon Rein on Jun 30, 2017 13:40:56 GMT
Ekemon cringed as Cassian walked away. "If that man is as persistent in a fight as here, we just need to stand back..." he said to Faelyn, shaking his head.
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Post by Faelyn on Jun 30, 2017 14:50:10 GMT
"I think ou just cursed us," Cassian noted to the tinker. He stretched out and asked for a washcloth from the barkeeper. "Now, having secured us a veritable army, I'm taking a bath. Last chance..." he said towards Faelyn as he dragged his gear toward his room. Eyeing the scruffy man again and replied,"My apologies but I would most certainly acquiesce to any gracious invitation you wish to extend to explore your nether regions", she then gave him a quick grin and departed to her own quarters. Goddess why she thought as she scaled the stairs.
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Post by Ekemon Rein on Jun 30, 2017 15:07:58 GMT
Ekemon looked to the bundle his Thundercannon was wrapped within, before sighing. "Well, looks like this is gonna be an interesting journey" he said to no one in particular. Starting on another drink, he returned to his borrowed book, continuing to add notes to it. He had a possible idea of what form his project might take, now to just get it there.
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Post by Cassian Goodson on Jun 30, 2017 16:16:13 GMT
When Cass got to his room he washed himself off and gathered his new golden coins, tucking them into his socks for safekeeping. He then sharpened his sword and dagger before going off to de joy some well earned slumber. He'd awaken early to get ready to guard a wagon.
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Post by Marius on Jun 30, 2017 20:46:03 GMT
"That will get you a clout in the ear, lad. What do I need a dire boar tusk for?" The Innkeeper teased a smile on his lips. He popped some coppers from his pocker. "Here, you can have a small room. Had you brought me a hunk of his loins, I'd pay you double and you'd have a two night stay all paid up." "Dire boar soup..." He said, turning back to Cassian. "Sells like cold water in a hot day. But not many survive the hunt." Marius leaned onto the bar top and scooped up the key for his room, a suave grin appearing upon his face. "It's not so much that you need a dire boar's tusk. It's more that I don't need it. It could fetch a fair price at market, but then I'd have to actually go to market. It's all rather laborious, and I'd much rather stay out in the woods and hunt. Though thank you for the room. I'll be sure to save you some of his... loins." He finished his statement with a raised eyebrow. Cassian looked amused at the newcomer's entry. Rangers and their like were such dramatic sorts. It reminded him of his days guarding the mummers' troupe. "Lot of trouble for a night at an inn," he said to the stranger. "Even as fine an establishment as this." He looked about to the other two chatting nearby and then back to the woodsman. "Cassian," he offered, extending a hand. "I can respect a good hunt." Marius looked at Cassian's hand, his expression turning to disgust. He had always found the practice rather vulgar, and just the thought of it forced him to wipe his hand on his leathers to clean off the hypothetical grime. Nevertheless, he knew it would appear rude, so he did it anyways. "Marius," he replied, "master huntsman, and legendary drinker. You out here looking for game?"
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Post by Cassian Goodson on Jun 30, 2017 20:49:50 GMT
Cassian looked about. "Game?" He asked. "This is a tavern. I only eat the flesh of humans when it's the solstice." He noted the elf's disgus at the hand. He was a bit dirty but he hadn't spent the day with his hand stuck up a pig's ass either. "If you're needing something to hunt, though," he said, "we got a dwarf who needs a shipment guarded, down Phalladin way. Easy money."
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Post by Toustain Roumare on Jun 30, 2017 21:53:25 GMT
A tall, well armed man entered the tavern. Removing his helmet, the newcomer took a seat at a vacant table before beckoning a tavern servant over. Some near him would have heard him ordering a drink. Those who bothered to observe him more closely would have noticed that his face was drawn and his eyes stared rather blankly at his surroundings.
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Post by The Innkeeper on Jun 30, 2017 22:01:46 GMT
After the others had bolted, Gundren spent some time talking with the Innkeeper. When the White Knight opened the door and took a seat, he approached, bringing a mug of ale.
"A little late, aren't you?" Gundren said with a chuckle. He had contacted the Paladin a couple days early when he first started searching for an escort party. "Others have gone to their rooms. Ah'll telkl ye what I told them: 5 gold now, you get my goods to Phandallin, 5 when you get there. Good for you?"
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Post by Toustain Roumare on Jun 30, 2017 22:07:36 GMT
"I was delayed unexpectedly." replied Toustain, somewhat abruptly. He disliked this Knight for hire business he had fallen into, even though his current circumstances made it necessary.
"Your terms are acceptable."
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