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[b]Coinage:[/b] 8 Silver, 5 Copper
[list][*]The (shredded) clothing on his back.
[*]A fur cloak.
[*]Seed of the Demon Plant
[*]Untanned boar skin.
[*]Leather Belt
[*]Knight's Shield
[*]Knight's Dagger
[*]Knight's Longsword
[*]Dwarf's Polearm
[*]Rope
[*]Some preserved food
    Enough for two people to last a few days.
[*]Roll of what seemed to be a mat of thick fur, likely for sleeping on
    Comfortable, but only one.
[*]A heavy looking fur/cloth blanket.
    Cozy, warm and heavy. Good for sleeping in colder climates.
[*]Communication horn
    Made from bone, hollow and likely used for communication.
[*]A small pot and a ladle
[*]Frozen canteen of water
[*] Map of the Under roads.
    A map detailing some routes used by the Dwarves and Shadow Elves to travel in their subterranean homes. Its not entirely complete, but it at least shows the routes to the two most notable settlements and several other places of note. Unless you travel off the paths, you probably won’t get lost.
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For someone in a position of power, Rullphana appeared quite young. Perhaps it was simply something he’d have to grow accustomed to however, when Isidore had yet to encounter any Uruthan or Sirithen who looked ‘aged’. He had raised a brow when the girl from the smithery called Augusta an ‘old hag’, and maintained that look of slight surprise when it was mentioned that the prince had been just as raucous as a child. Perhaps it was simply puberty though. Wouldn’t be the first time he’d seen a kid grow from being cheerful and upbeat to perpetually sullen and touchy. Well, dwarvish blood or not, it’d do for Augusta to grow some thicker skin anyhow.

[b]“Don’t mind it too much, Augusta,”[/b] Isidore said, his tone light and measured. [b]“Every adult’s old in the eyes of an adolescent.”[/b] There was little point in expecting any deference from a youngster, after all. For all their deeds and all they’ve slain, neither Augusta nor himself had any reason in [i]this[/i] society to be respected for.

[b]“And yes. I would be interested in some proper instruction in magic. It would be even better if we could observe some of your experimentations with this seed,”[/b] he continued, settling his gaze upon Rullphana's own. [b]“However, not that I doubt the word of someone associated closely with Vasserasa, but do you have this…deal cemented upon a written contract? Or is this not done around these parts?”[/b]

The dark-haired youth reached within his cloak to retrieve the demon seed but did not hand it over yet.

[b]“As I wasn’t present during this deal, it would be good to have all of us on the same page here.”[/b]