D. Rex
Magic Eight Ball
Triple will check! Taking lowest.
Looks like the nat 1.
Looks like the nat 1.
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Triple will check! Taking lowest.
Looks like the nat 1.
Looking at the dragonborn merchant, he took out some coin in preparation. "Do you perhaps have any black clothing that's comfortable? Perhaps a bit closer to the skin.." He said. "And waterproof cloaks, perhaps?" He added. "Water is atrocious and if it weren't for the pay, I would stay away from this nightmarish task" He said to the other tiefling.
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He gave a nod. "Yes.. then, two rain jackets and a black travelling outfit. How much would you like as payment?" He asked.The Dragon born looks you over for a moment, and then nods "I do have some rain jackets if that's what you are looking for"
Nokomis returned the orc woman's smile and handed over 3 gold pieces. "There you are. Thank you very much." She bid the woman a good day before moving on. Her eyes moved everywhere as she walked, smiling when she spotted her companions doing their own shopping. She eyed the small pets stall, beaming when she saw Kalvienne had found himself a lovely barn owl. Almost without thinking, Nokomis' feet took her towards where the livestock were. "Good day," she said as she approached. She knew they probably had enough horses, but Nokomis loved the animals and couldn't stop herself from looking around. "What stock do you have in?"
Suddenly it hit him. Hit him so hard that the proverbial ton of bricks had become damn near literal. It all came together now. The feeling of the man, the description, and... finally that name. How could he not have seen it before? Legends among people, but even more so to other pirates. The gold standard.
Toryk took a step back, but his suddenly wobbly knees failed him, and he fell back on his tail. It was more than obvious that it was recognition and awe that bloomed over his face.
Sounds and chuckles(not amusement, just noises) welled up faintly in his throat, as he fumbled for words. "You be.... you do be..."
His mouth moved but he had the good sense to snap his mouth closed so as not to spit out incriminating evidence. "What in Tempest's bloody bounty are you doing here?" A question he wasnt expecting to get an answer to but had to ask anyway.
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He gave a nod. "Yes.. then, two rain jackets and a black travelling outfit. How much would you like as payment?" He asked.
It took a bit to quell the anxious bubbling in his throat, but he finally did. Collecting his mental bearings again, "Aye, i think I can see that now. And his close lippedness nearly saw me gutted in an attempt to run you through thinking you be just the opposite."
"Bah," he exclaimed, getting up from the ground. "I knew there be more than he be letting on. But he could have least given a bit of coordination. Be wasting my time when I could be looking over other ships."
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"There is wise caution. And foolish caution. Let us do hope for this venture, his caution is unwarranted."Dexterous stood tall, and remained stern "Yes, Dao can be a bit overly cautious when he wants to be, and when he is it only seems to piss everyone off. Especially when he's right." he would then turn his attention to the sea, with the elegance and grace of a dancer... No, perhaps a dualist would be a better analogy. "But, He's not a bad person. you got to watch your back in these harsh times... Never know when you'll find yourselves in the crossfire of a Hell knight raid." He continued.
"There is wise caution. And foolish caution. Let us do hope for this venture, his caution is unwarranted."
"But... I do be having a hunch that trouble will come, and we have a lot of water to cover. I would almost rather make landfall at the shortest route and take the rivers down. Less chance of Fleets blocking our way."
"From what little we be told, a Hell Knight crossfire is exactly what I be expecting, and enough people know now for word getting out for it to be inevitable."
"Have you taken any precautions that we should be aware of?"
Vrail finally takes his eyes off the artifact and begins to re-wrap it.
"Do you have anything more convenient to carry this item in?" he asks Dao. "While a cart may do, and will conceal it somewhat as well, and I will have no issue carrying it - it is large and unwieldy."
He pauses for a moment, looking again at the files splayed across the table. The looks back to Dao and asks in Modern Saurian,
"And I suppose asking just whom you - and now we - are working for is a dead end path?"
"Perhaps I spoke poorly," Vrail replies in Modern Saurian. "I meant you are unlikely to tell me whom we are working for. They obviously have great resources. I would hate for my actions to put my family in an awkward position and would like to know whom these employers are."
"Thank you then," he replies in Common, then addresses the Kobold. "What shall I call you and are you just accompanying me to the ship or for the entire journey?"