"I don't know where your share is, but I have one half of a share here you can have if you want. The weight of it burdens me and I know you'd use them well.
Vaga produces his share of the money, the half he have left [the first half he gave to Guston even though they weren't needed for lifting the curse. He has not asked for them back], and holds it up in his hands for Fi to take if she want them.
Unfortunately, high level cleric/mages tend to have a handy supply of magical items equipped to protect against certain effects. And this one can make her own.
“Tell your friend to stop trying to charm me, and we might do business,” Erica says with disdain. Shooting Ignatius a look of disgust, she says “As if I wouldn’t be prepared for some simpleton to try and cheat me out of a deal. 100 gp per scroll per level, and as for items, that depends on what you want. Potions, wands, magical bopping sticks for meatheads, it all varies depending on time and materials used to make it.”
Kaled would know that the price for the scrolls is actually the standard price for scrolls.
Kaled look at Ignatius somewhat angry. "You heard the lady speak. We don't need trouble with our employer and business partner. Try to use your natural charm instead, and apologize for the annoyance we caused thus far."
How many gp/person we had now? I counted 305 for me.
Kaled searches for Friends, Identify and Grease scrolls.
"The other magical items i'm intrested in are wands, either causing the target sleep, or shooting magical energy or lightning bolt. From the potions please tell me the price of an antidote."
“Wands of Sleep will cost 600 gp apiece,” Erica states. “Wands of Magic Missiles are 450 gp, Wands of Lightning are 900. A single antidote will cost you 50 gp.”
Noone took it 'officially' IIRC, so let's just assume someone did, ie Kaled who was there first and talked about the reward with Roan.
"Fi, I feel our joint efforts will be needed for the sake of many soon enough so we better be prepared.. so maybe this time 'tis better not to give away the gold just uet. Maybe even I should prepare, though the thought of trading coin for things is revolting to me. There will come a time soon enough where I can give away all my belongings to the lesser and once again purge myself from the curse and weight of things. But not yet." Vaga's normally stoic face shows disgust at what he's about to do..
"Erica, I'd like to buy one potion of healing and one potion of antidote. The antidote was 50 gp, but how much for a healing potion? I have.. 150 if I calculated correctly."
Guston is terribly relieved to be back to normal. (At least relatively.)
“I think you should take your gold back,” he says to Vaga. “You need to at least buy a decent knife so that you don’t have to chew someone’s bonds off again.
“As for me, I will buy a potion of healing and an antidote. I also could use a decent healer’s kit, as I left mine behind.”
"Thank you Guston, but no. I cannot carry nor wield blades, it's against my creed. I will take back the coins.. for now, but [Vaga looks around the room and look at everyone] if anyone need some coin for something expensive, you have but to ask. Besides, I've been chewing stones every day since we were in that camp [Vaga spits out a small pebble in his hands as he says this] and my teeth are now getting stronger and sharper than ever. No rope will ever best me again! I'm working on a new fighting stance that incorporate severing limbs with a tug of the teeth and even though I am opposed to violent outburst, I am looking forward to showing the next bully we come across the power of the New Order of the Sharp Teeth!" Vaga grins wide and stares down Guston after saying this. He's eyes shows fervor instead of the normal control. He quickly finds himself again, calms down and turns to Erica again and wait for her reply on the cost of a healing potion.
Erica stares at Vaga’s display with a look of surprise and disgust. After a brief moment, she snaps out of her thoughts and says “Potions of healing are 50 gp apiece. As for healing kits, 25 gp.”
"I'd like to buy an identify scroll, a grease scroll and an antidote." Kaled looks through the wares and take some in his hand to inspect them from near, if Erica let him. He tries to determine the general quality of the items and search for something exceptional. "Do you have something unique, or custom made? Asking just out of curiosity."
@Rik_Kirtaniya you get two more spells and one spell slot. All other casters get one spell slot.
Kaled doesn’t see much that isn’t a standard magical item or +1 weapon. However, when he asks the question, Erica says with a sigh “Yes, I have quite a few wares that fall into that category. I don’t put them on display, for reasons that would be obvious to someone who isn’t a complete dimwit. If you’re interested in looking...”
She walks toward the back end of the shop and performs an incantation. A bright, shimmering portal opens up before her. “Wait a moment,” she says, before stepping inside. A moment later, she returns carrying a few items. Setting them down upon a table, she starts listing off their effects.
“Here we have a belt that acts as a persistent Blur spell, a sword that moves on its own with a command word, and this thing.” She holds up a frayed sash that has a dull red color. “It acts as a persistent Haste spell.”
“Ugh, of course they have a price!” Erica says in annoyance. “The belt is 4500 gp, the sword is 9000, and the rag costs 1500. And no, that is not negotiable.” She looks at Kaled. “Of course, you are one of us now, so you could get a basic enchantment on your weapon of choice for free. Unfortunately.” She tosses a glance towards Emeril and says “Boss’ orders, and all that.”
I presumed, that Kaled knew Shield and Magic Missile, he learned Detect Evil along the previous quest and will try to copy Grease and Identify in his spellbook now.
"Well, thanks for the informations, and the wares. I left my short sword here then. Sorry for the inconvenience we've brought to you. Please let us know if we can lessen that in any way."
“You can start by getting the Hells out-“ Erica stops mid-sentence, as she examines Kaled more closely. After taking a moment to think, she says “Actually, I could use an assistant for a project I’m working on. I need someone who doesn’t mind menial labor and a bit of tomb looting.”
“Yeah, no,” Erica says. “Members only, so sorry.” She smiles a very sarcastic smile and takes the magical items back into the portal. After a while, she comes back out, and the portal closes. Once again addressing Kaled, she says “Your friends can come too if they want, as long as they behave themselves. It will be a difficult job as it is, without having a band of meatheads bumbling about as we go.”
Meanwhile... At the other end of a portal. Not so far away. An imposter, a fraud and a cheat sits alone...
In darkness.
I am alone in this... This is my burden to bear... And if I fail.
*The fraud shudders*
The darkness will take me... As it will take all others.
…
No!
*The cheat opens his eye's. They glow with an inner fervour*
I will never give up! I will do anything! Anything! I will... I will...
*The imposter fumbles in the dark, a stone is scraped, sparks jump, until light blossoms from a candle, burning the shadows and the despair, revealing the small wretch prostrate before it.*
Chauntea, grain goddess... Earth mother... I beseech thee! Guide your servants to help me! Guide your servants in finding what was lost! What was cast out!
*The flame burns brightly for a moment, Anduin's eyes open wide in wonder and hope, before the lone light in the darkness, inexplicably goes out. Anduin slowly closes his eyes*
Please... Please Chauntea. I am running out of time...
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"I don't know where your share is, but I have one half of a share here you can have if you want. The weight of it burdens me and I know you'd use them well.
Vaga produces his share of the money, the half he have left [the first half he gave to Guston even though they weren't needed for lifting the curse. He has not asked for them back], and holds it up in his hands for Fi to take if she want them.
I think a Friends spell would suffice Ryk.
Still, it's worth trying Charm Person, just in case Erica fails the save.
“Tell your friend to stop trying to charm me, and we might do business,” Erica says with disdain. Shooting Ignatius a look of disgust, she says “As if I wouldn’t be prepared for some simpleton to try and cheat me out of a deal. 100 gp per scroll per level, and as for items, that depends on what you want. Potions, wands, magical bopping sticks for meatheads, it all varies depending on time and materials used to make it.”
Kaled would know that the price for the scrolls is actually the standard price for scrolls.
Kaled searches for Friends, Identify and Grease scrolls.
"The other magical items i'm intrested in are wands, either causing the target sleep, or shooting magical energy or lightning bolt. From the potions please tell me the price of an antidote."
"*Sigh* I guess I should go find Roan."
*She runs back downstairs*
"Fi, I feel our joint efforts will be needed for the sake of many soon enough so we better be prepared.. so maybe this time 'tis better not to give away the gold just uet. Maybe even I should prepare, though the thought of trading coin for things is revolting to me. There will come a time soon enough where I can give away all my belongings to the lesser and once again purge myself from the curse and weight of things. But not yet." Vaga's normally stoic face shows disgust at what he's about to do..
"Erica, I'd like to buy one potion of healing and one potion of antidote. The antidote was 50 gp, but how much for a healing potion? I have.. 150 if I calculated correctly."
“I think you should take your gold back,” he says to Vaga. “You need to at least buy a decent knife so that you don’t have to chew someone’s bonds off again.
“As for me, I will buy a potion of healing and an antidote. I also could use a decent healer’s kit, as I left mine behind.”
@Nimran
Kaled looks through the wares and take some in his hand to inspect them from near, if Erica let him. He tries to determine the general quality of the items and search for something exceptional.
"Do you have something unique, or custom made? Asking just out of curiosity."
Kaled doesn’t see much that isn’t a standard magical item or +1 weapon. However, when he asks the question, Erica says with a sigh “Yes, I have quite a few wares that fall into that category. I don’t put them on display, for reasons that would be obvious to someone who isn’t a complete dimwit. If you’re interested in looking...”
She walks toward the back end of the shop and performs an incantation. A bright, shimmering portal opens up before her. “Wait a moment,” she says, before stepping inside. A moment later, she returns carrying a few items. Setting them down upon a table, she starts listing off their effects.
“Here we have a belt that acts as a persistent Blur spell, a sword that moves on its own with a command word, and this thing.” She holds up a frayed sash that has a dull red color. “It acts as a persistent Haste spell.”
1. Spider Climb
2. Burning Hands
"Well, thanks for the informations, and the wares. I left my short sword here then.
Sorry for the inconvenience we've brought to you. Please let us know if we can lessen that in any way."
*Fiora holds up her short sword*
In darkness.
I am alone in this... This is my burden to bear... And if I fail.
*The fraud shudders*
The darkness will take me... As it will take all others.
…
No!
*The cheat opens his eye's. They glow with an inner fervour*
I will never give up! I will do anything! Anything! I will... I will...
*The imposter fumbles in the dark, a stone is scraped, sparks jump, until light blossoms from a candle, burning the shadows and the despair, revealing the small wretch prostrate before it.*
Chauntea, grain goddess... Earth mother... I beseech thee! Guide your servants to help me! Guide your servants in finding what was lost! What was cast out!
*The flame burns brightly for a moment, Anduin's eyes open wide in wonder and hope, before the lone light in the darkness, inexplicably goes out. Anduin slowly closes his eyes*
Please... Please Chauntea. I am running out of time...