Shopping
As for normal gear, both Kaspar and Castille will replenish their stock of ammunition (arrows for Kaspar and bolts for Castille). Are masterwork bolts available? Otherwise, they are more interested in clothing, potions, and flasks. Charles, you also mentioned, glamorware and darkweave, but I have no prices. Needless to say, I'd like Castille in the glamor and Kaspar in the darkweave (favoring the latter if price is an obstacle).
The team will also take a couple of acid flasks and one each of alchemist's frost, spark, and fire. Healing potions are also a must if available.
Castille will also summon a familiar, but its introduction will have to wait for another time (I'd like it to appear at an opportune moment if you'll allow it, Charles). I will say that I'd like a raven.
Strolling through the market, Castille is pleased that commerce has resumed. He takes in the sights, smiling all along. Kaspar, though, is more pensive. After two days of fame and revelry, he has taken to silence and withdrawal. A merchant approaches him, but Kaspar can bearly feign interest. His tone is standoffish -- if not for his reputation, rude. Castille throws Kaspar an inquisitive look, but learns nothing of the half-orc's motives.
When Kaspar raises his voice to the tailor, Castille finally drags his companion into the warmth of a smoke-filled inn. "Sit my friend. You've seen many things. We've been the focus of attention. It's time for you to put your feet up in the comfort of a dark corner." With that, Castille orders for the both of them. "I fear you will not remember this breakfast, my friend."
Only after three full hours do the heros emerge, ready to visit the palace. They have but two hours time before 1 o'clock. What's more, they are both, perhaps, feeling too friendly; and make their way through the marketplace once more to retrieve their orders.
The team will also take a couple of acid flasks and one each of alchemist's frost, spark, and fire. Healing potions are also a must if available.
Castille will also summon a familiar, but its introduction will have to wait for another time (I'd like it to appear at an opportune moment if you'll allow it, Charles). I will say that I'd like a raven.
Strolling through the market, Castille is pleased that commerce has resumed. He takes in the sights, smiling all along. Kaspar, though, is more pensive. After two days of fame and revelry, he has taken to silence and withdrawal. A merchant approaches him, but Kaspar can bearly feign interest. His tone is standoffish -- if not for his reputation, rude. Castille throws Kaspar an inquisitive look, but learns nothing of the half-orc's motives.
When Kaspar raises his voice to the tailor, Castille finally drags his companion into the warmth of a smoke-filled inn. "Sit my friend. You've seen many things. We've been the focus of attention. It's time for you to put your feet up in the comfort of a dark corner." With that, Castille orders for the both of them. "I fear you will not remember this breakfast, my friend."
Only after three full hours do the heros emerge, ready to visit the palace. They have but two hours time before 1 o'clock. What's more, they are both, perhaps, feeling too friendly; and make their way through the marketplace once more to retrieve their orders.
posted by Tim C Koppang
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