The Governor was surprised to see Orchid storming away so easily and tried to call after them: "Wait, I didn't..." Unfortunately, the half-orc was too focused on the matter of obtaining new stuff to hear his call. "Well, I hope Escobert does not chew his ear off", he said to his guards and headed off in the opposite direction. If he was tired, the case with the dwarf might well be even worse off. Best of luck to the adventurer, for the castellan clearly had not taken a liking to them during their earlier encounters.

And the hunch of the governor had been right. Escobert was doing his best to get things under control after the martial law that had been set up for the duration of the attack, slept an eyeful at most, kept calling most of the shots when it came to logistics and now that he finally was about to wrap things up, this buffoon had the gall to come demanding free things from him! "[color=red]All right listen 'ere you knife-eared... Arg, I've weapons and armour all right, but I don't know how many! Tis night 'as been chaos! 'sides, we dun have tougher skin for ya, and I dun think ya wan' a shorter sword either. 'less you 'ave come lookin' fer harder steel. We can see to 'at in tha mornin', but gimme time to organise tis pile o' crap...[/color]" he poured out before waving to dismiss the Berserker. Well, at least they promised something in due time.

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The monk was evidently much happier conversing with Kyra, listening to her without a hostile glint in their eyes, but once Torus explained themselves further the familiar disapproval returned. "You would play your games with someone who genuinely seeks out your help, old man? If not for your friend here and your earlier achievements, I might question whether you are up to this task at all", they retorted to the sailor's words before answering to the local: "Master is a half-elf with black hair. When I last saw him, he was wearing simple travelling garments... he didn't say anything, no, but once we had retreated to this keep we noticed he was no longer with us... slipped away on his own I fear. All brother Brightwood could find when he returned looking was his broken staff and his choker that he always wore. I am afraid his plans of infiltration didn't quite work out..." Brother Waladra shook his head before starting to turn again to make his way back to his resting place. "But if you will excuse me, my wounded leg needs some rest."

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Escobert can provide Orchid (or anyone else) with a suit of Ring Mail, a selection of shortswords, a worn shield of acceptable quality and/or a shortbow and a quiver of arrows. These can be collected after the Long Rest once he has got thing under control.

However, the already worn Splint Mail in Brannor's position has suffered from his transformation and added stress in combat and needs to be repaired once he turns back and can get it off himself. The costs of this amount to 40gp (without the worker's fee, since that's going to be free. Materials are just too low to let it be entirely so), while for reference a brand new set of Splint remains at 200gp.
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