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.
"Welcome. My name is Jonnhalyn."
"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."
0
purch
0
"Armor or weapons?"
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fort
0
"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.
Her hair catches on fire. She puts it out.
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weapons
7
Jonnhalyn's Weaponry
15
22
0
armor
5
Jonnhalyn's Armor
5
12
1
stnd
0
A tall, thin young man with very long blonde hair sits behind the desk, reading a tattered scroll.
"Welcome, adventurer. I am Leith. Of all trades."
"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!"
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sing
10
"Alas, I cannot perform for free."
He leaps lustily into a bawdy song of almost mind-bending proportions. The air flickers blue.
5
1
sage
0
"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."
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sell
13
1
wand
10
"One hundred gold, please."
"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?"
100
1
ident
19
1
torch
12
Leith-of-all-Trades
0
0
1
rations
11
4
6
1
purch
0
"What, in particular? Sage advice? Torches? Rations? Identification? Wand info?"
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stnd
0
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.
"Hello, friends. I am Vicki. Welcome to my inn."
"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."
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room
3
"Alas, I am not so well off I can give credit."
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36
2
dinner
10
"I'm sorry. No credit."
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.
2
2
mayor
0
"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."
She starts washing out some mugs.
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castle
0
"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!"
"If there's anything we need now, it's clear heads. The army is fine. Adventurers? Nope."
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stnd
0
A busy man teaches finer points of weaponry to a group of people, some civilians, some soldiers. He seems good at it.
He give you a quick look. "Bartholomew. One moment please!" He continues his lecture.
He continues going through the motions of attack and defense. "If you'd like to train, please wait. I'll be with you shortly."
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train
9
4
stnd
0
A heavy middle-aged man with a disorganized beard puts fletching on arrows behind the counter. His fingers work with unerring skill and speed.
He continues gluing the feathers on cavewood shafts. "Bruce."
"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."
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hectic
0
"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."
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surface
0
"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."
"A week later, I'm down here. But at least my arrows are getting the use they deserve!"
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purch
7
Bruce's Archery
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20
stnd
0
A small boy in ratty clothes runs amuck.
"Hi! I'm Jeff!"
"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!"
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coin
10
You don't have one to give him. He looks sad.
He smiles. "Thanks!"
1
20
daddy
0
"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."
5
stnd
0
A woman in a tattered dress thrusts out a bowl at you. Her breath smells of mushroom ale.
"Spare a copper for Old Kathy?"
"Give me a coin? I'll tell you my story!"
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coin
10
"Don't ya' even have one?"
"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."
1
5
more
10
"Ten gold! No less."
"They sent me down into Exile, and I came here. That's it."
10
6
stnd
0
A women in priestess robes sits at the table, getting drunk in a most unholy manner.
She looks up at you. She's not as drunk as you thought. "Greeting, my children. I am called Sabrina."
"The sedentary life wasn't for me. I'm an adventurer, much as you."
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adven
0
"She sighs. I'd rather not talk about it."
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drake
0
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."
"Dilbert took it, and the thing chased us through the tunnels until he dropped it. Bloody mess."
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stnd
0
A gangly man, dressed in loose-fitting red clothes, stands at the bar calmly drinking. He seems not to have noticed you.
"Royce."
"Keeping an eye on things. I've heard of you."
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scimitar
0
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."
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gnrc
0
He ignores you. Pointedly.
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stnd
0
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.
Amazingly, its eyes flick open. It looks at you, makes a whimpering noise, and closes them again.
It open its eyes, makes a tiny whimpering noise, and closes them again.
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divulge
0
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..."
It pauses, then sobs. "Look - if this happened to you, you'd forget things too!"
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gnrc
0
It stays silent.
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stnd
0
An almost Amazonian woman with a barbed spear watches for danger.
