Day 5.2 - Off to Beliard
Dweeble's tiny mouth opened into a wide yawn as the day greeted her in its careful way of tickling her skin with the lightest of breezes. Her hands stretched out over her head and bent back down to scratch her leather-wrapped shoulders. The ever-prepared little hin had naturally worn her armor to bed as she always did. Her eye were crusted with sleep but they opened enough to check the small horde of gear, 'treasures', and clinking coins she'd accumulated. She saw it was there and her lips curled into a happy grin.
She stretched again and threw off her familiar bedroll. She sat up in the mattress that had simply been the perfect place to roll out her bedroll and stared at the horde once more. The fingers of her left hand curled and shook anxiously and reached out towards the pile of stuff. "Mine. Dwee-." Her words cut off as the mildly heavy pouch of coins flew towards her. What should have terrified her instead simply seemed so right. She could see the outline of a hand carrying those coins towards her but she knew that hand was somehow hers. She smirked as the coins were deposited into her lap and clinked them noisily with the spectral grip she'd manifested. Dweeble you genius, you! she thought to herself as she got up and got ready to meet the others.
The hand slid into a pouch at her waist and procured a ball bearing. She found the motions easy now, her fingers barely needing to slide along to mimic the motions. With the ball bearing floating along beside her, she knocked on the doors of her companions' rooms. Whether they were awake, asleep, or already gone she'd make sure those inside were at least aware it was time to go. There were shinies waiting to be discovered and Dweeble had a set of shiny-snatchers to grab them with!
I don't think Dweeble needs anything right now. There are a few items she could have shopped around for but I'll worry about that in the future. Don't see a reason she'd try to do business in Red Larch!