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tampamac2002
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"I vote we get more ale." Licks his lips thirstily as he watches Grumni swallow the liquid gold.
Gets up and moves over by the dwarf, sitting close by him.
"Um, hey, Grumni, you don't happen to have any more of ale, do ye?"
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Rolo chuckled at Rand’s comment. “Aye, I be leaving the ale to you folks fer the time being; but I am concerned about the fact I have no healing kits left … and while my heart tells me that Grumni is right and we should press this guy while we’ve got him on the defensive, my head is telling me we need to be prepared, and I’m thinking we may be a bit thin on the supplies at the moment.”
“Perhaps a quick return to the keep to sell or store this collection of books and armor and weapons we’ve accumulated and stock up on some good healing supplies and then come back fully prepared would be our best course of action. With most of his officers removed, I doubt our necromancer will be able to do much in the way of fortification … he may decide to take the opportunity to leave this place, if he hasn’t done so already.”
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Looks at Rolo, but still keeping an eye on Grumni to see if he has an extra ale with him.
"Rolo," Rand licks his lips, *I know we have him on the rum." Stops, looks at Grumni, "Hey, you don't have any rum, do ya?"
Looks back at Rolo, blankly.
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"Oh, yeah, the corpse wizard. We got the advantage. If'n he's smart, he'll be skadaddling out of the area. But, if not, he'll be on us like a stirge on cattle when we return. I have a few kits left, mind you, only a few. If we can clean up this little mess, then head to Kendall Keep, all the better. And let's not forget about burning these bodies. Less bodies when we leave, the less we'll have to fight if we don't find that swamp scum wizard." Looks at Eli, "No offense, Eli."
Looks back to Grumni, "Now come on, can't you spare a dreg of that for me? I'm your ol' buddy Rand."
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Gruni stopped mid-swig and frowned at Rand's comment. He took one more gulp then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He took a small tin cup from his pack and carefully poured a small measure of ale into it.
"That's me family's secret recipe, it'll take the head off of most dwarves let alone a lightweight human. Me grandad once lost the use of his tongue fer a month after having a few too many. There's some that use it fer stripping paint" He raised a bushy eyebrow. "You've been warned. I ain't carrying yer if yer go blind neither." With that he handed Rand the fearsome brew. The gauntlet had been thrown down.
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"Of course you are right, Rand. Hate to miss an opportunity or lose an advantage once gained. Perhaps we should take a quick inventory of our healing kits, to see what we have on hand at the moment?"
Rolo watches with interest as Grumni measures out a small portion of his 'Family’s Special Brew' for Rand. "Best go easy fer starters Rand … they say that dwur ale be pretty potent … and I know I can’t carry you if’n you can’t stand or walk straight … what with all these books and all -- heh." And he gives a quick glance in Eli's direction...
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Rand ignores Rolo and reaches eagerly for the tin cup. Once in his hands he downs the liquid refreshment.
As the beverage travels down his throat, his eyes open wide, then a bit wider.
Finally his eyes seem to distend from his eye sockets.
As tears roll down his cheeks, he says. "........"
Rand tries to clear his throat, but no sound emerges.
"......."
He looks worriedly at Grumni.
"......"
Remorseful, Rand sits back on the chamber floor, shaking his head.
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Barrin watched Rand and Grunli exchange Dwarven ale with a blank expression. He shook his head as he watched Rand down the ale. He glanced at Rand as he slumped against the wall and walked over to Grunli. "Got any more o' that ale, lad? Could be usin some if'n we be dealin' with undead things."
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Grumni rolled around the floor holding his sides and howling with laughter. Tears ran down his cheeks. After a few minutes he managed to compose himself long enough to throw Barrin the small flask of potent brew. Then he burst out laughing once more.
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While listening to the rest of the group, the priest slide his hand on his pockets, which are almost empty, that feeling of bankrupt is overwhelming.
I don’t know you, but I don’t have much gold, not even to buy enough ale for a dwarf.
The priest winks to them dwarves.
I don’t want to sound materialist… well, actually I do. Anyway, if we leave we might skip some loot and profit from this cave. And even if we decide to return, situation could be different, either others might come and take what we earned or worse yet, the place gets populated with new undead.
But it is then when he notices the reaction of one of the dwarves with certain brew, and unsure of what is going on and if he should laugh or try to cure the victim of that mysterious drink (will remain like that for him because he has no intention to taste it), hesitating speaks.
Have… have you thought on using that thing as a weapon? Perhaps if we throw it to the undead while they still walk, and then tosses a match or some fire, they might burn to ashes?
The priest smiles.
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Grumni wiped the tears from his eyes.
"Folks have tried ter use it as a weapon lad, the Hammersith firebomb is a dangerous expolosive." He looked down at his beard thougtfully.
"Its only as a last resort though, me uncle Crungle threw one once just as the wind changed direction. The explosion blew off his beard and eyebrows. They still call him baldy 30 years on."
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Scene opens on the party reunited at The One-Eyed Cat Tavern.
The place is a buzz with news of the return of Arpad, the missing daughter of the cooper, rescued from the necromancer's lair. Several other former prisoners, rested and recovered under the care of the pilgrims, have also returned to the keep and shared stories of their capture, and rescue by the party.
During your dinner, which seems to be on the house tonight, Jadale, commander of the local militia, stops by your table and requests you pay a visit to the castellian in the morning to a report on your discoveries.
Mendel arrives a bit later than usual, settles in at his customary corner table and seems to be dealing with his books over dinner. One of his guards wanders over and asks you to pay him a visit at your convenience, before turning in for the evening.
D'Amberville, the local scribe, who's accompanied you once before, arrives part way thru your meal and asks with a smile,
So, I hear you recovered quite a library. Might I have the opportunity to examine what you recovered?
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Grumni paused, a half eaten chicken leg in his hand and belched loudly.
"Yer too late lad." He said to the scribe. "Its first come-first-served if the price is right fer treasure." He continued.
"You'll need ter speak ter yonder penny pincher if yer want to be seeing those tomes." He pointed to Mendel. "You'll probably be needing deep pockets mind." With that he attacked the remaining chicken with relish.
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D'Amberville visibly grimaces.
You, you, sold all of them to HIM?
Clearly crestfallen, he turns and wanders off, talking to himself under his breath.
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As they were waiting for the meal to arrive, Rolo pulled out a small, well-worn journal bound in soft black leather from his vest pocket as well as a small scribe of wood with a pointed end that he used to record things in his book. To his list of things to buy which already included ‘Healing Kits’ and ‘Iron Rations’, he added ‘Potions of Restoration’ and thinking a bit more, added ‘Ale for Rand’ to the bottom of the list with a small chuckle to himself. Putting the book and scribe back in his pocket, he looked at the others sitting around the table.
“I was hoping Eli would be here, but perhaps he is resting, or recharging, or whatever it is they do when they aren’t doing something else. Any ways, by my accounting, I received something on the order of 1200 coins so far – but that includes a portion of Eli’s share. So, perhaps to save us all a bunch of figuring, I’m thinking Rand here can hold back 1200 coins from his haul for Eli, and then divvy the remainder 6 ways to make it even for all – assuming he has 1200 coins worth of spoils to divide up. Does that make any sense?”
***Later, during the meal as D’Amberville is leaving …***
“Hey, wait a minute, come back here Mr. D’Amberville. We haven’t sold all of them … in fact, I’m not at all certain we have sold any of them to Mendel.” Rolo states matter-of-factly to D’Amberville. “As it happens, I was just pondering my intention to be rid of a rather large pile of them before heading off to finish this business we’ve seemed to have gotten involved in. I’d be happy to show you what I have; but mind you, Eli has first rights, as he is the one who requested to keep them.”
“Oh, and I think there may be more if’n you know how to go about getting them out of a hole we found? Not an ordinary hole mind you, but a magical one … one that you can take with you …” Rolo studies the face of the scribe for any indication of comprehension concerning the discussion of the portable hole and the unreachable treasures inside.
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D'Amberville turns with a puzzled look and slowly walks back to the table
So, you do, or do not have tomes recovered I might be able to peruse? If so, perhaps we can come to some arrangement?
As for the magical hole, I'm not all that familiar with them. I suppose though, you might free the contents if you can dispell the magic somehow. It would probably require a rather powerful wizard to do that though; that's beyond my skills at this point.
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“Yes, yes. As I said, I do have a pile of those books. All about Transfigurin’ or Transmogrifyin’, or Transformin’ or -morphin’, or whatever. More than I’m going to pack around much longer, that is for sure!”
“Anyways, I’ve got to get the ok from Eli before I can offer ‘em to you; but just wanted you to know that we’ve not forgotten you. Grumni here knew I was wantin’ to lighten my load some and assumed that I’d sold them to Mendel over there, seeing he was offering a fair sum of money for ‘em …” Rolo smiles at the scribe.
“Interesting thought on the magical hole … I expect something like that if’n it worked, would also render the hole useless though …” Rolo sighs with a small frown.
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D'Amberville stroked this chin
Perhaps a study of some of the tomes might provide some clues to this hole? I could check the small library I possess as well, though it might take me a few days. Beyond that, you best best would be to visit a sage, perhaps in Keoland, Ulek, or Celene, as I doubt there are such to be found in Yoemanry.
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Grumni shrugged and shovelled some potatos into his mouth. He looked thoughtful as he took another gulp of ale.
"I think Moradin would grant me the spell ter dispell magic if I was ter ask. Maybe that'll have an effect on that dumb hole?"
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