"I gots me cloak an' me blanket o' course."  Khorden was looking forward to getting a move on, but wasn't all that interested in a shopping spree before hand.  Still, he couldn't argue the logic.

In reply to Khorden Stonegrip (msg #24):

Lets go then and get some of the stuff, anything else like a pouch or two to help catch this stuff with?

   I have  things to  make  a fire  with, perhaps a water skin  is  all i need to buy.  Looking  about  as he waits for the others, he  was mostcertain, they would not have the time  for all of this,

Osk looks at the dwarf "Trust me, the bag I gave you will be more then you need." he smiles "I will see you back here within 30 days."

In reply to GM (msg #27):

OK then sir Osk, we shall be off.  Lady luck will be on our side says a brief prayer

Well, I suppse a lantern would help, if we're gonna be traipsing around a dirty old swamp."

and a brand new pair of clothesGosric grimaced thinking of the mess to come.
Gosric will buy a lantern and retire to the inn.
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In reply to Gosric the Full (msg #29):

Clair will buy a few small nets for catching the toads and newts, a small shovel for digging up "things" and a small pail or bucket to help with the bat gew.

Um, er we still have some daylight left, we may want to put some distance toward the swamp and cave so we can get this over.

  Kree  looks to Clair  as he asks,..what do you thing the  chances of  The Lady's  Temple  giving you some  Holywater? We might need it  if we are going to  be walking about with undead?

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #31):

Clair smiles at Kree, I just so happen to have 2 flasks of the stuff and Gosric has 2 also.  chuckles, Remember silly we all got 1 flask of holy water from that chest of Astars and we clerics got the extras. still smiles, good thought though, glad you asked for I am sure I could get a few more if we needed it.

  Kree  shifts his  pack  and  looks though it,well...i hope it  will be enough..."

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #33):

Clair smiles, Kree we can make a trip to my church and get a few more flasks, and along the way I'll get a few small nets, shovels and pails (OOC and go to the beach and make sand castles) just in case.

  Kree nods,  I will need to check on silver headed  arrows  as well...it  will depend  on the coin they wish for them though.

I have enough money to buy some Greek fire and torches, but someboldy else will need to carry the items.

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #36):

Hey, if we run into the undead stuff, like bones - skeletons your sharp weapons will not be much good.  We need blunt weapons, ha I guess that's why us Cleric types can only use blunt ones.  We should bu some blunted arrows for you.

Uh, I don't know anything about archery. I figure to pick up something I can use as a club, but I'd only use it if I can get behind a skeleton or such.

  The  elf  shrugs Blunt  arrows   may help, but they  would  be of  little  use  for anything else..as far  as using  my blade on them? You hit  them  enough  times, they will fall, or take  away thier  heads,  they cannot  do much, with out  a head.

Khorden hefts his warhammer, "I figure this'll break a few bones if needs be."  The Dwarf didn't have much to purchase, a few extra rations maybe, but that's about it.

Bruga thinks better of trying to find a piece of wood. Instead, he purchases a fireplace poker. (He does not appropriate a cooking pot for a helmet.)

In reply to Bruga Honeyfinder (msg #41):

OK then off we go, fire poker, now that is good Bruga.  It can be multipurpose.

Particularly if there's a fire.

The party approaches Osk's tower and finds it much as they left it Osk does answer the door.

"Ah welcome back! I trust your journey has gone well thus far?" he says unshering them inside, the inside of this tower is huge, he leads you into a living room type area and waves a hand his bag flies from Gosrics possession and into his.

"You didn't say there'd be dwarves, Osk.  Always with the dwarves."  The unnamed stranger sits on a small stool in one of the darker corners of the living room.  He sighs, though it wouldn't be what one would call an overly disgruntled one.  "The name's Kale.  The mage said that you might be coming here, and that you might not be totally opposed to having another join your little group.  Given the look of that bag, you could use my help."

Khorden gives Kale a long, appraising look.  "Mayhaps we could be using your help, once we know what your good at."

  Kree leans  against the wall, his eyes  study the  fellow  who spoke, and nods  at  his dwarven friend's  comments, But he speaks to the Mage,had a wee bit more  problems then we  like. I will let Clair expound on that...

At lose ends, Gostric attempts to lean casually against a wall, and almost causes a stuffed owl to tip over onto other assorted knick knacks.

Making a juggling catch, he replaces the creature with exaggerated care.

"Oops, hee hee, sorry."

With apologies, he makes his way to a chair, and sits down, watching the others anxiously...