Lucius Cypher

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

I'll def get a post up tomorrow.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

“Well, since you’re... New here, I figured what I would teach you is magic. I’m not sure how quickly your adapt to it but you should at least learn the fundamentals. If we’re to figure out what to do with you, it’ll be in your best interest to learn how things work in this world. Why don’t we head out from the camp? Not too far, just somewhere we can train without too many people in our way.”

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

As the day winds down, you go around and y’all to some adventuring folk and try and recruit more people. However much like before, most already had work and were simply resting. Others simply ignored you. It seemed like despite your efforts, even after turning in that thief, most of the adventurers would lay you little to no mind at all. Eventually Pylia finds you, holding our robes.

“There you are. Your robe is done drying. But before we put it on, do you perhaps want to leave these clothes on for a bit longer? There’s something I want to teach you, might get a bit messy.”

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Roll me a persuasion check to see how well you schmooze with the local adventurers.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Pylia smiled and took the club. "Thank you very much Sylvia. Hmm... When we're done shopping, I think I know a way to repay you too." Borrowing a strip of leather she made a lash for her club as she motioned back towards their tent. "I'm going to go check on your robe. Please don't get into any crazy adventures while I'm gone?" Meanwhile Ferric motioned Shortfang to come over. "Aye, and I'll get started on fitting this little guy with some armor. I'll need to borrow him for a short while just so I can get precise measurements. Ah yes, and here's your coin." Ferric counted out twenty=three gold coins and handed them to you after putting the various loot away. "You can pay me for the armor after it's done. Shouldn't be too long."

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Ferric looked them over. "Hmm. The craftsmenship on these pendants are fine indeed, though their cheap material make it difficult for me to put a price on them. But for the whole set, I'll give you twenty gold." Looking at the trinkets Ferric handed them to Mica who fiddled with them. Only the key he seemed to focus a lot more on but then he shook his head. "Not enchantment." Ferric put the three items together and pondered a price. "Well, can't really do much with the sheet music, and honestly not sure where the key even goes into. Mica seems to detect some radiant magic energy from it, but it's very weak. If I had to guess it was perhaps made from magic somehow, but now it's simply a key to a lock we may never find. As for the snuffbox, it's smaller than what most regular smokers would use, but the silver and craftsmenship alone is worth a little. I'll give you three gold for it."

Looking at the club, Pylia seemed to have an interest in it. Ferric looked at it too. "Now this... I dunno where that thief got this, but this is a prize for sure. A darkwood Crysaalilk cavalry mace. For you it's a simple but ornate wooden club, but up north these are only given out to the elite green knights." Pylia nods in agreement. "Many of the green knights are druids who rider various beasts into war. The most common is the Diamond Mare, fast and maneuverable horses who can dominate both open field and forested terrain. Their ability to traverse dense woods rapidly is what made the Crysaalilk once a grand empire." Ferric smiles in agreement. "Aye, nowadays they're just a vestige of their former selves. I mean granted their Green Knights are still a force to be reckoned with, but I doubt they'll be doing much expansion these days. In any case, I'll give you two hundred gold coins for this one. It looks somewhat old, perhaps ten or even twenty years old. Despite that though this is still very much a sturdy weapon, a sure sign of it's masterful craftsmenship." Pylia chimed in looking at you. "Actually, I would love a weapon like this! It's a perfect combination of light weight and durability for me. I can use my magic to bolster it further too."

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Shortfang grasped the sword, expertly flourishing it. It looked a bit funny seeing someone so small swinging a sword around, but he handled it like an expert, not a child. "Hmm. Bit heavier than kobold swords, but Shortfang can fight with this." He strapped the skabbard that Ferric made onto the belt Shortfang wore, bowing at you. "Thank you for sword!"

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Don't forget you picked up other assorted loot as well. Some necklaces, a club, and some trinkets.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Shortfang shot his hand up. “Shortfang need shortsword! Mean humies took Shortfang’s Longtalon! Now Shortfang only have Hand Bow.” He grumbled at the thought of when they took his sword away. “Shortfang shooty hero, but sword always good.”

Pylia returned from looking at the staves and shook her head. “I’m not really good with actual weapons like that. And sorry, none of the staves are really my style. Do you have any lighter maces?” Ferric shook his head. “I’m afraid not. Dwarves craftsmenship is solid and hearty.” She sighed but didn’t seemed to bother. “Well, extra gold always help. Why don’t you flog the loot you picked up from that thief’s place with Ferric? Maybe we can look at some of the other traders, see what they have for us.”

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

“A thief huh? Well... If no one has claimed it, it’s yours now. Such is the cycle of looting. Is there anything else you picked up from the hideout? Im more than willing to buy whatever loot you might’ve picked up on your adventures and give you a good price for them.” Ferric put the sword down and took out a leather strap to make a scabbard for it. “For example this short blade is practically brand new, if you don’t want it I’m sure I can sell it to an adventurer today. How does 10 gold for it sound?”