An almost Amazonian woman with a barbed spear watches for danger.
0
stnd
25
It stays silent.
0
gnrc
8
It pauses, then sobs. "Look - if this happened to you, you'd forget things too!"
It opens its eyes and whimpers. "Look what's been done to me. Isn't it awful?" It sighs. "Before this horrible thing happened, I heard a man who called himself Eldin bragging that he stole a brooch and was going to sell it in Dharmon. But then..."
0
divulge
8
It open its eyes, makes a tiny whimpering noise, and closes them again.
Amazingly, its eyes flick open. It looks at you, makes a whimpering noise, and closes them again.
Among the rubble, you find a heavily cracked and battered statue. It's missing an arm, and both legs. Its eyes are closed, and a stone tear runs down its face.
0
stnd
8
He ignores you. Pointedly.
0
gnrc
7
He speaks very quietly. "Yes. We've been watching you, but waiting for you to approach us. Calder. In the Abyss. That's who you should talk to. About the scimitar, that is. That's all I can say."
0
scimitar
7
"Keeping an eye on things. I've heard of you."
"Royce."
A gangly man, dressed in loose-fitting red clothes, stands at the bar calmly drinking. He seems not to have noticed you.
0
stnd
7
"Dilbert took it, and the thing chased us through the tunnels until he dropped it. Bloody mess."
She snorts. "That fool, Dilbert. He probably said it was my fault. Well, I'm telling you, the Chasm Drake was just tougher than he thought. And we could have made it out still. But the drake has this hammer. It had 'Smite' written on the handle."
0
drake
6
"She sighs. I'd rather not talk about it."
0
adven
6
"The sedentary life wasn't for me. I'm an adventurer, much as you."
She looks up at you. She's not as drunk as you thought. "Greeting, my children. I am called Sabrina."
A women in priestess robes sits at the table, getting drunk in a most unholy manner.
0
stnd
6
10
"They sent me down into Exile, and I came here. That's it."
"Ten gold! No less."
10
more
5
1
"Thanks! Yeah, thinks were tough for me on the surface. So I began getting into the wine. Before long, I couldn't stop. Still can't. They didn't like that up there, so they sends me down here, where the wouldn't see me. For 10 gold, I'll tell you more."
"Don't ya' even have one?"
10
coin
5
"Give me a coin? I'll tell you my story!"
"Spare a copper for Old Kathy?"
A woman in a tattered dress thrusts out a bowl at you. Her breath smells of mushroom ale.
0
stnd
5
"Leith is my daddy! He does lots of neat stuff!" He looks sad for a moment. "Mom is at Fort Emerald. She's fighting. I miss her."
0
daddy
20
1
He smiles. "Thanks!"
You don't have one to give him. He looks sad.
10
coin
20
"Playing!" He looks down at his clothes, ratty and two sizes too small. "Daddy won't let me play in my real clothes cos' he says their tough to make. Can I have a coin!"
"Hi! I'm Jeff!"
A small boy in ratty clothes runs amuck.
0
stnd
20
25
23
Bruce's Archery
7
purch
4
"A week later, I'm down here. But at least my arrows are getting the use they deserve!"
"Oh, yes. Every minute of every day making arrows for the idiot nobles and their stupid tournaments. Playing games with first class weapons. Well, one of them told me what he thought of my art, and I told him what I thought of him."
0
surface
4
"Yes. Fort Emerald buys my arrows as fast as I can make them. It's hard work, with lousy materials, but beats being on the surface."
0
hectic
4
"Well, I run this little supply shop. You can purchase arrows, and I think I have some other stuff left too. You'll excuse me for being disorganized - things have been hectic."
He continues gluing the feathers on cavewood shafts. "Bruce."
A heavy middle-aged man with a disorganized beard puts fletching on arrows behind the counter. His fingers work with unerring skill and speed.
0
stnd
4
9
train
3
He continues going through the motions of attack and defense. "If you'd like to train, please wait. I'll be with you shortly."
He give you a quick look. "Bartholomew. One moment please!" He continues his lecture.
A busy man teaches finer points of weaponry to a group of people, some civilians, some soldiers. He seems good at it.
0
stnd
3
"If there's anything we need now, it's clear heads. The army is fine. Adventurers? Nope."
"Yes. For meetings of the Council." She looks at you strangely. "Hmm. And don't go asking me for a royal token. The king's looking for adventurers to go on some mission, and I'm not going to be a party to it. Adventures are loose cannons. Hotheads!"
0
castle
2
She starts washing out some mugs.
"Ah, yes. These times call for clear heads, and the townsfolk judged me the clearest head about. It's not a bad job. Takes a lot of time, and I need to hire a replacement to look after the bar when I go to the Castle, but I like it fine overall."
0
mayor
2
2
She places bowls of hot stew and hearty chunks of bread before you. Then she brings large mugs of delicious mushroom ale. It's an excellent meal.
"I'm sorry. No credit."
10
dinner
2
36
32
"Alas, I am not so well off I can give credit."
3
room
2
"We have fine, fine rooms for the night. Only 15 gold. And we have dinner and a drink for 2. That's how I run my inn." She smiles. "I'm also the mayor, but I'm sure adventurers such as yourselves wouldn't be interested."
"Hello, friends. I am Vicki. Welcome to my inn."
There is a short, blonde woman tending the bar. You wouldn't give her a second look, except that her clothes are very fine and delicate, and she wears a sash of office.
0
stnd
2
"What, in particular? Sage advice? Torches? Rations? Identification? Wand info?"
0
purch
1
6
4
11
rations
1
0
0
Leith-of-all-Trades
12
torch
1
19
ident
1
100
"Well, Carrunos is the God of the hunt. The Wand of Carrunos is a wand to use during the hunt, to make your prey more fierce and challenging. Interesting, huh?"
"One hundred gold, please."
10
wand
1
13
sell
1
"Well, for 100 gold, I've found what a certain obscure wand does. And, I can identify items. I'm pretty good at it. Oh, I forgot! You can sell me things! I can always find a buyer for stuff."
0
sage
1
5
He leaps lustily into a bawdy song of almost mind-bending proportions. The air flickers blue.
"Alas, I cannot perform for free."
10
sing
1
"Oh, this and that. There's a demand for many different things here near the front, and I try to provide all of them. I just got some rations in. I'm an amateur sage. I can make torches. I am an excellent musician, and for five gold I'll sing for you!"
"Welcome, adventurer. I am Leith. Of all trades."
A tall, thin young man with very long blonde hair sits behind the desk, reading a tattered scroll.
0
stnd
1
12
5
Jonnhalyn's Armor
5
armor
0
22
15
Jonnhalyn's Weaponry
7
weapons
0
Her hair catches on fire. She puts it out.
"Yes. I am, I'm afraid, the main source for new weapons and repairs for Fort Emerald. It's a big job - the sliths attack there constantly. But I don't mind - it's making me rich! Now excuse me..." She turns to start pounding on a spear head.
0
fort
0
"Armor or weapons?"
0
purch
0
"This is my shop. I can't talk much. I'm very busy. Supplying the fort, you know. But I can sell you weapons and armor."
"Welcome. My name is Jonnhalyn."
A heavy set woman with black hair cascading down her back works at a small anvil. She has to take great pains to keep her hair from the sparks.
