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Inside is a little gremlin. Green-furred, with a blue santa hat and bunny slippers(made from real bunny!). It stares at you as you walk in. "May I help you?" You're not its usual fare, it seems, and it isn't quite sure what to make of a pony in a clothing shop. Most ponies just let the dangly parts wobble in the breeze, or so it was lead to believe. This pony is odd. Oh well. Odd means money. "Alterations, resizing, color jobs... clean clothes only, please. I've had enough of people wanting bloody clothing fixed for one week."
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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Eshti chuckles as she watches Kaitlyn as she has her terrible thoughts. "Looks like somebody's getting the hunger already. Believe me, you haven't really lived until you've risen again to devour the living. Or something."
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The standard wares net you 4750 Monies.
The Badly Singing Knife gets a curious kid, who wants to buy it as a prank for his weapons instructor. 25gp, he offers. The shopkeepers laugh when you try to sell them the fezcat. Your insistence causes them to stop laughing. It's staring into their Very Soul. Stop that. Stop! Make it go away! Well poopy. Looks like you're stuck with it, until you can find a more creative means of leaving it behind.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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The warforged shakes her head at the kid. "Sorry. This is a weapon of mass distraction. You'd only use it for evil."
She gives a mechanical shrug at the refusal of her cursed statue. "I cannot lie: I never expected this to work. At least your understandable discomfort has revealed a use for this terrible object." Eshti just stands there, still pointing fezcat in their general direction.
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Dice Touch Attack:
The shopkeepers boo and hiss. One throws a tomato, which splats all over your face. Goopey.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. Last edited by Fragmaster01; Jan 23rd, 2013 at 03:30 PM. |
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Adrian shakes her head."I think I'd prefer not to be referred to as snot girl, thank you. And yes, you can have my charisma band; maybe it will give you an inkling of tact." Looking at the presented goods, she shrugs. "Aside from the ring of feather floating, the only thing of interest to me is the bracers of armor you've got. Since I can't wear armor anymore (not that I wore them back when I was a sorcerer either, but I digress), I think I'll take all the protection I can get, assuming you won't be needing them yourself that is."
Upon arriving at the merchant ring, Adrian is bombarded with things being shoved towards her. "Buy, Buy, Buy!" was all she heard. Part of her wondered what their reaction would be if she returned the favor, shoving her undesired gear in the faces of her assailants, but Adrian was better than that. Besides, she really didn't have anything she needed to sell, at least at the moment. Eshti predictably tried to pawn off her fez wearing cat statue, eliciting a groan from Adrian. Again with that thing? She's been trying to sell that off for weeks! Why did she even buy it in the first place? Suddenly an idea strikes her, and she smiles deviously. "Forget them, Eshti. Just hold on to it for now. I'm sure I'll be able to figure out it's ancient magical power as soon as I get my magic back, and then we'll be able to sell it for ten times whatever their store is worth." Dice Bluff check to mislead merchants:
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The Snake lady starts pulling out things to get rid of, remembering that someone wanted to claim her Belt of Giant Strength but otherwise it was almost Everything Must Go.
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You are the proud recipient of 6650 Monies! You lucky wiggler you.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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Looking at the monies the druid zombie snake is obviously less than impressed. That sword alone had cost her more than eight thousand gold. Still, its a buyers market...
She looks at the others, watching what they are selling.
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"As you can tell, I no longer have any needs for cloths. But I do have needs for weapon and armor." Talos pulls out his sword and armor for the goblin to examine. "Would it be possible for you make this sword larger? And to make this armor into barding of applicable size?"
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The gremlin stares at you for a second, then puts on little half-moon spectacles, to show that it means business. "200 for the sword. 500 for the armor."
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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Eshti quietly removes the tomato while making her most threatening face, which is exactly the same as all her other faces. I suppose I'd better refrain from testing these martial arts instincts until I find out if they're suckers.
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"Do you have any non-metal armor? Something light but durable?" she asks. "And perhaps something to make me more perceptive? I think there are things about my magics I just can't quite understand, and if I were just a little sharper..."
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"Thank you sir!" Enjoyed by the great price he feels he getting, Talos quickly hands over 700 gold pieces and his armor and sword. "Hey, can someone help me put this on?"
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Talos: It shoves you out the door in a huff. "Come back in an hour. Bring cookies." Well, that was terse. Silly gremlin likes its privacy while wiggling equipment. Ah well.
Kaitlyn: You wander through the various shops, looking at their bizarre wares.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. Last edited by Fragmaster01; Jan 24th, 2013 at 10:11 PM. |
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