Inside is filled with all sorts of colorful items and a counter straight to the right at the back of this enormous tent. A bed sits ahead of you and a small laboratory sits to the left. A woman stands behind the counter smiling at you as you come through the portal. She is a human  wearing heavy robes of charcoal and navy blue with a cloak to match. Her eyes are green, her skin is pale, and she has no markings upon her face. She is curvy, youthful, vibrant, and stands at 5'6. Her long hair is a dark brown with the exception of one silver streak at the front of her right side.

Enialis has come to this shop a few times to buy some rare inks for scroll crafting, but his come here for a different reason,"Hello, were you the one inquiring about needing someone for arcane study. I think I fit that description, and I'm also a sort of experienced adventurer so I think I can handle a bit of exploration. Name's Enialis Siannodel, student from the College of Wizardry and currently an adventurer."

Elisar travelled through the portal at the same time as Enialis. It seemed that they were going the same direction, so he introduced himself. “Good day, sir, I am Elisar, called the Moonraven. A simple singer of songs and teller of tales to warm the heart and cheer the cup. Are you off to see Miss Hexia? You will find her good company.”

When he arrived at the shop he greeted her warmly again. He was also keen to find out more about her new requirements.

In reply to Elisar Moonraven (msg # 3):

Enialis nods toward Elisar as he introduces himself,"Good day to you too, I suppose we'll be working together for awhile. Not sure how helpful you'll be but I'm confident that you've ventured and survived long enough to prove your strength."

"Good morning gentlemen. I see a new face. My name is Hexia Icewind and welcome to my shop." She gestures to all the items hanging about on her walls making the room seem excessively colorful. "It's nice to meet you Enialis. What can I do for you gentlemen?"

"Ah, so your the one that posted the job, well I'm here to help out. But I have some questions, what is this area you want to explore and how is it not frozen?" Enialis says with an interest in this job,"Something like that sounds like a phenomenon worth studying."

"Yes I'm the one that posted that job, although I'm afraid I can't go explore it myself. That's where you fine adventurers come in. I need you to explore the area three days north of here and find out what's causing the climate change. If you can, bring whatever it is back with you so I may see it for myself. If you can't, at least bring me back the news of what it is and how it's causing the change. Also if you stumble across any runes or artifacts please bring them back or at least take notes of them for me. I would go myself, but I am this village's only protection. If you take on this job and do well I'll be very grateful plus I'll have a reward waiting for you when you get back. 100 gold pieces each sound right?"

"I also forgot to mention, I suspect there's is an entrance to some ancient ruins there. Please investigate it for me. Any treasure you find along the way is yours to keep. I just wish to study what is there or at least hear and see notes of what's there. Please bring me back proof of if I am right in my suspicion that the entrance is there."

In reply to Enialis Siannodel (msg # 4):

Elisar grinned. “I have my talents. I’m not just a pretty face you know. I mean, I am a pretty face, but not just! Don’t worry, I have a few tricks up my sleeve that might help on this expedition.”

As he finished talking a small silver raven appeared out of thin air and circled around his head, then disappeared in a shower of green and silver sparks.

OOC - used Minor Illusion cantrip.

In reply to Hexia Icewind (msg # 8):

“Job sounds interesting enough, and a fair reward. I’m in! I will need some supplies for the road ahead though.”

Enialis chuckles at Elisar's trick,"Heh, seems you might be useful afterall." he says and turns towards Hexia,"I'll do my best cataloguing any anomalies and finding strange artifacts, though I don't think a two man party is enough for this venture. Especially if we're exploring ancient ruins, maybe waiting for more people or recruiting some in the new tavern would be a wise choice."

"True. Go and gather whatever you need then return here to start your journey. I imagine the center of the Rimewood is much closer to this village than your settlement." Hexia gestures toward the portal.

Izayah smiled and cleared his throat from behind the two men. "Ain't just two." He chuckled and nodded to the woman. "Very good t'see y'again, ma'am." To his former party member, "Elisar."

To the person he wasn't sure he'd met yet, "Izayah Hamadrell, ranger."

Elisar turned with a start, then grinned at his recent travelling companion. “Izayah, you’re too sneaky for your own good! Glad you decided to sign up, I believe Wightvane is on his way, that’ll make four.”

He turned to Hexia. “We will return to Smith’s Gambit to stock up on provisions and return tomorrow. Good day to you.”

Once business as concluded he headed back to the portal.

Hexia smiled at the group, "Good to see you again Izayah. I'll see you all tomorrow, then?"

Enialis nods toward Izayah,"Enialis, a wizard and this is my familiar named Fion." the green wizard says and also introduces the hawk on his shoulder,"Hmm, a bard, a ranger, and a wizard, I would presume this Wightvane fellow is a strong warrior. That would make a good party composition and saves the bother of recruiting more people. It's a shame I won't have a drink before we go but a job requires a more focus mind." he says and leaves to head towards the Smith Gambit Town Hall.

In reply to Enialis Siannodel (msg # 16):

“Indeed, though I shall be at the Frosthide again tonight so will ask around. An extra pair of hands can’t hurt.”

Wightvane strode inside just then, taking in the scene. Two previous companions, a notably short elf he'd never seen before, and Hexia herself. "I like what you've done with the place, Hexia. I'm sure many who come will look forward to adding some of your trinkets to their collection."

His own eyes hovered over a few of the objects with undeniable interest before he turned to lock eyes with her, "It seems your call has been answered. Tonight, we should discuss all you know about the place and its dangers, its history, and so on. It will help to ensure nothing is left out in the name of haste, and help us to get an earlier start in the morning."

Alban steps through the portal and reappears in the Hexia village.  Getting his bearings and taking note of the buildings Alban makes his way to the shop and enters.  Noticing the others in the shop he quieting makes his way along the shelves; taking note of the shop’s wares and prices.  “Good morning to you, madame. Any good deals today?” , he asks as he eyes a broom on display.

The small halfling follows Alban quietly, looking around the village with his robes moving in the breeze, and holding his staff.

He makes for the shop with him  his neutral expression appears to be one of disinterest but in reality he took the scene in.
.He looked aroynd for the human ranger that could help him.

As you two (Alban and Kaern) enter Hexia's Shop from the portal you see standing before you a somewhat surprised woman and a man fitting the description you were given of Izayah.

"Well, what's this? More new faces? Welcome! Are you here about the job as well?" The woman smiled at them. "As for deals I have a few like this broom of flying I see you have your eyes on. It is used as that is how I came to be in this village and it can be a bit overzealous at times, but it's a good broom nonetheless. I also have a package deal of the boots and cloak of Elvenkind for only 500 gold for the two."
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The halfling looked around the wares with a neutral look. He aproached the woman and nodded. "Your wares are beautiful. Should I get tbe money I shall return, but for now, I am interested in tbe job at hand"

"And what job might that be?" Hexia look taken aback by the halfling's words.

The halflings look was still as neutral as it always was. "I am looking for someone....Izayah Hamadrell. The guards at the barracks suggested I look here."

Izayah was only half-paying attention to what was going on around him. He was glancing over the wares in the shop, but also thinking about the new job starting tomorrow.

He turned to look at, and look over, the halfling who spoke his name. "An' they were right. Here I am." He smiled. "Who're you? An' whatcha want?"

Nodding his head as he listens to Hexia’s sales pitch Alban considers a moment.  “Overzealous, you say. In what way? I have considered purchasing or crafting a broom of flying myself. My name is Alban and I am an alchemist by trade at Erret’s Gambit and have a shop there. If you are interested in trading magic item formulas I would definitely be interested? I have enough in gold coins and healing potions for say the formulas for the cloak and boots of elven kind and maybe the broom there.” He pauses for a moment to gauge her reaction to the offer. I am always interested in expanding the arcane and my magical talents. I am not sure what the needs or demand for such goods are here, but If there’s a way for both of you to benefit from an exchange in goods, services, or knowledge please let me know.” He said earnestly.

Alban watches Kaern out of the corner of eye as Izayah replies to the halfling.  This should be interesting....

Alban continues talking with Hexia, “A friend of mine suggested asking you how the teenagers are doing? Her name is Peryn with the Triton nation. You mentioned you aren’t originally from here?”

Azu followed the others and looked around the wonderful shop. She picked things up and put them down. Sometimes she said, ”What is this?” or ”How does this work?”

"I'm Hexia. Overzealous in that it tends to take off rather quick." Hexia spoke to Alban as she watched Azucondie mess with her wares. "It's a fine broom and it does work rather well it's just overzealous as I said. As for trading I am interested, in the right stuff that is. I'm always looking for things I don't have that would be of value to me and I can almost always add more potions to my inventory here." At the mention of Peryn Hexia paused for a moment. "Don't know her, I'm afraid. As for teenagers here, they grow up happy and healthy thanks to a mostly safe environment. And yes I'm originally from Alemakia, but I left there long ago before anyone dared travel into the Rimewood. When I found the tribe here I bartered my powers to protect them for a place to stay. They accepted and I've been here ever since."

“Then consider it a deal then. The two magic item formulas and the broom for 600gps in coin and potions. What say you?”

To clarify you wanted the used broom of flying and the formulas for the boots and cloak of Elvenkind. Is this correct?

Correct. Had already done the crafting in a PM. I am just role playing it out here in thread.

Ah okay no problem just make sure to mark the used broom of flying as used because it does have an extra effect I get to tell you about now that you've bought it.
"You have yourself a deal. Thank you very much for your business and enjoy." She smiled at Alban then turned her attention back to the situation at hand unfolding before her.

"My name is Kaern and it would appear you are my bounty. What say you, thief?" Kaern, without drawing attention to it, tried to block the portal as best a halfling like him could.
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Izayah blinked a few times rapidly, looking surprised, then let out a loud laugh. "Ha! Yeah, right. Funny guy." He shook his head.

He then looked at the halfing again and the smile slipped off his face. "Wait, yer serious?"

He frowned, anger sliding on to his features, and glared at the halfling. His speech patterns slipped further back in to his past as he was reminded of his scrappy days on the streets as a child. His voice was calm though, like the calm before the storm. Deliberate, forced calm. "What the ****'re you talkin' 'bout? I ain't been a thief since before my military days, an' I'm NO ONE'S bounty, little one."

"I have it right here on paper. Is this not your name?" The halfling handed Izayah a folded up piece of paper that when unfolded said:

The frown deepened but the anger slipped away. It was replaced first by confusion as he read the paper. He murmured absently as he read, "No. Can't say s'I've never been called 'Swift-Hands' before."

The confusion was still there, but mixed with curiosity. "Int'restin'." He handed the paper back slowly. "Main reason I came up this way, this far north, was I'd heard rumors that someone else had the same last name s'me. Bein' an orphan, that stirred up my curiosity fiercely, s'ya might imagine."

He shook his head. "Seems I was right. Course, hearin' that they're a thief s'disappointin'."
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Wightvane wandered around the shop, having a look at things while the stranger spoke with Izayah.

"Oh, I almost forgot to mention, my brilliant memory," She mumbled to herself that last bit. "a few nights ago someone sharing your last name showed up at our village. We gave them shelter for the night, but they were gone by morning. I'm sorry we couldn't hold them here for you Izayah." She watched the two for reactions hoping this information would help.

Azu played with a couple of wands. ”What does this do?”

I’d like a wand of smiles.

Izayah's head whipped around to look at Hexia with a surprised look on his face. "What? Really? They were HERE?" He stepped towards her, looking a bit eager. "Did ya'll see which way they left at least?"

He glanced at Kaern. "I ain't who ye're huntin', but I've a vested int'rest in findin' 'em as well. I'm a Ranger an' tracker so ya'll can come with me if y'want, but I'm gonna go after 'em regardless."

He then suddenly paused and looked torn, slowly turning to look at Hexia again. "Hexia....I'm a man o'my word, an' I told ya'll I'd help y'out with yer current request....but...I'd really appreciate it if ya'd let me outta this so I can try t'find this other Hamadrell."

"I'm sure you can keep a look out in the Rimewood on your way. That's where they headed. Out into the Rimewood." Hexia paused for a moment as she held a stone with a marking up in front of her. "And Kaern, it would seem you're being called away. Something about your sister?"

Azu did NOT like being ignored. ”HEELLLLLLOOOOO! Customer needing assistance here.”

Kaern wasted no time. He turned for the portal, but before he left he spoke over his shoulder, "If you find Swift-hands and the stolen goods please send the necklace he stole back to me." Then he disappeared through the portal.

"My, I'm sorry. What item were you looking at?"
Hexia doesn't have that item yet, but you may come across one in quests.

Azu shrugged, ”I dunno, something that makes people laugh or at least smile.”

"Well with the right act many of these things can make people smile." Hexia gestures to all of the things lined against her wall. "Take for example a Bag of Holding. It's a very useful object indeed, but it can hold things that are bigger, or at least longer than itself. Another example would be a Bag of Tricks. The animals that can be summoned follow commands very well. With the right act you could put on quite the performance."

Azu's eyes went large. "How much is the bag of animal making?" (ooc: ie bag of tricks?)

"250 gold and it comes in gray, rust, or tan." Hexia pulled out the three to show Azu.

"Thank you, Hexia. I will put these to good use." Gathering up his purchases and packing them away in his backpack and holds the broom in his hand with care Alban retreats into the background to watch the exchange of words going on in the store.

As the confrontation between Kaern and Izayah goes on Alban hides his amusement and smile well.  "If you need someone help you with your mission, Hexia, I can do that.  I doubt I would be much help to Izayha tracking someone down; particularly out here in a forrest. It's up to you."

"If you wish to join them I believe they have one spot left open. Meet us back here in the morning and be ready to set off." Hexia smiled to Alban then returned to dealing with Azu.

Azu looked crushed. Her sadness knew no bounds as she sniffled. ”I don’t have that much. I only have this much.”

She pulled out a coin purse with 150 gold pieces. She sighed, ”Oh well. Thank you for showing me.”

"You're welcome dear. Take care." Hexia hung the bags back up behind the counter.

Sai stumbles through the door as the others are part way through their exchange.  "Blasted portals..." he mutters quietly before composing himself and taking in the situation.  As Alban finishes his suggestion, Sai replies in his more usual tone, "A fine proposal, Alban.  Izayah, right?  I am Sai, and she," the elf indicates, nodding toward Azucondie, "is Azu, the de facto face of the SUPER AWESOME AMAZING INTREPED... trio?... OF DESTINY. We really should pick a name that doesn't need to be changed every day," he mumbles jovially to Azu.  Sai continues, "If you wish to pursue this relative, or outlaw, or whoever it may be, I would be happy to accompany you, and I believe Azu might be willing as well.  And if Alban can take your place in this other investigation, it sounds like a win for everyone."

Sorry for the late response, but Alban has officially been added to the Strange Magick quest to investigate the area at the center of the Rimewood that's missing snow as their 6th member. You and Azu are welcome to keep searching for the bounty along with anyone else who would like to join, but do keep in mind we try to keep the groups to 6 people or less. I do believe there is another person waiting back in Smith's Gambit to join a group if you're interested. I believe he was looking at a patrol, but might be willing to go on this bounty quest with you. Don't forget that if you map where you search in an area that has not been mapped and bring it back to Smith he is willing to pay for those maps.
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Azu patted Sai’s shoulder, ”I think we are a duo now. Maybe Super Awesome Intrepid Amazing TEAM of Destiny?” Then she nudged him, ”Maybe we should go back and see if anybody is looking for work?”

"Yes, as pleasant as a nice walk in the woods sounds, we'd be best to find a bit more muscle.  Not sure what we'll find out there." Sai smiles as they head toward the portal and back to town.

Azu nodded and followed her bestest besty Sai...

The portal swirled into existence, revealing Eithan holding his hat in place as a wind seemed to whip his coat and roabs around himself as he turned in place, his open and softly aglow with a ritual-cast detect magic spell.

As the portal spell faded, he cast his gaze across the room, taking in the vibrations and auras intermingling through the room with an expression of open admiration. After a few moments of gawping like a novice, he finally took notice of the woman in the charcoal robes standing before him.

Eithan blinked rapidly to himself, focusing away from the magic around him and instead on the person before him. "Ah, apologies - I just had to observe such a remarkable spell in motion. It's so rare to have access to teleportation magic, it was just wonderful - and the auras in your shop! Such a beautiful intermingling of magical energies.

"In any case," he stopped to remove his hat politely. "My name is Eithan Chandler: Archaeologist, researcher, novice wizard, and ocassional maker of candles." He moved to bow, but had to hold it in to a slight inclination as his backpack threatened to overbalance him.

"You are Hexia, I presume? Darla from the Frosthide Tavern in Smith's Gambit reccomended your shop to me."

He glanced over at the laboratory area for a moment, before returning his attention to the woman before him. "She said your store may be a place where I could hope to get access to a ritual-grade brazier for an hour or so to perform a minor conjuration spell. Would you be so kind?"
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"That wouldn't be a problem at all and yes Hexia would be me. That was awfully kind of Darla, was it? I'm afraid we've never met, but I guess word has spread by now about my shop and the village. My how busy it's been since we've opened the portal, not that I'm complaining. It's quite on the contrary, I enjoy having so many colorful guests." She didn't move from her spot behind the desk where her hands were placed squarely in front of her pressed lightly against its surface.

Eithan bowed his head in gratitude. "[Language unknown: Ticeveson andkorill], Hexia, and well met."

Wasting no more time, Eithan set up in the laboratory section of Hexia's shop, putting down his pack and moving the brazier into an open area of floor. The soft glow of Detect Magic fell from his eyes as he began to focus on this new casting. Consulting with his spellbook at each step, he placed a small handful of coals into the brazier, prestigitated them alight alight, and began to feed in the herbs and insence, just a little bit at a time.

With gestures and incantations he held the smoke in place in the air above the brazier, a column of hung smoke and fragrant scent. With gesture and incantation he wove the smoke into the patterns of the thread of the weave, gently nudging here and there with the tip of his wand. He would occasionally pause to add more coal, adjust the intake of air, or add more of the herbs and incense, doting carefully over the spell.

After a little more than an hour, the dormant threads of conjuration and celestial weave hung visible in the air to all, and Eithan wiped a small beat of sweat from his brow. He leaned up and dove his hands into the threaded smoke, and with incantation and gesture of fingers, the smoke-lined threads of the weave tangled up into a nest. With a final word of power, Eithan cast his hands out - suddenly, all the threads and smoke were sucked into the glowing heart of the tangle. With the sound of a caw and a flash of light, a raven flew out of the center of the spell, and begain to circle the interior of the shop.

Eithan glowed with delight. "Korbin, it's so good to see you again!" Eithan held out his arm, and the raven landed on the offered perch. With his free hand, Eithan shook the cloth free of the dried meat he'd taken from last night's dinner, and began to feed the bird, making soft clicking noises.

With the meal finished, the burd curled its head down to nuzzle Eithan on the cheek. "Good to see you!" the raven mimicked in Eithan's own voice, making contented little clicking noises of its own as Eithan scratched him on the back of his head.

Looking up for the first time since he started the ritual, he noticed Hexia again. Realizing the spectacle he was making of himself, Eithan coughed gently and rolled his shoulders back, trying to regain something of a wizardly composure.

"I lost him on the road, you see - we were attacked by these desert creatures while travelling through Darua... And I'm over-explaining again, aren't I? In any case, thank you very much for the use of your lab.

"I'm needing to head back to Smith's Gambit tomorrow morning to speak with Governor Smith, but it would be a shame to waste an entire day idle while I wait. Is there any way I could repay you for your kindness with my services for the day? I'm more of a book-keeper than a shop-keeper, but there must be a way I can make myself useful around here, if you can find a a use for me?"

Korbin tilted his head to the side with a caw, and the celestial bird-spirit gave the very distinct impression he was trynig to roll his eyes.

"[Language unknown: Thek has.] No need to worry about over explaining things, I enjoy the company and I completely understand missing a companion such as this." As she said that she raised her arm out in front of her and seemingly out of no where a white and grey owl flew to perch on her arm. "As for any help you might be able to give, I would be very appreciative if you were to help sort through some cluttered items I have. Simply match the items up with the others you find that are the same throughout the shop. Oh and just to let you know as a added measure of security I have a special system in place." She gestures to four reflective silver orbs placed at each corner of the ceiling of her shop. "These orbs keep an eye on things when I can't. Not that I'm expecting someone I just helped to try anything suspicious, but you can never be too careful, I'm afraid."

Eithan peered up at the orbs with new appreciation. "Fascinating. What do you call them? Are they a spell effect, or some kind of magical object? I've often thought of opening a shop some day, you know? Tomes, scrolls, any relics where I can't find the rightful inheritors to bestow them appropriately, that sort of thing. Something like these could be very useful."

He gathered up some of the cluttered items into a small box, and began to shelve them as he chatted idly with Hexia.

Korbin was helpful too. He suprvised.
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"I call them Security Orbs. Not that fancy of a name I know, but easy enough to comprehend and remember." She said as she brought up a box of her own and started sorting through that.
Was there anything else you wanted to ask Hexia before I fast forward threw the day?
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"Nothing wrong with a practical naming convention. I may ask to comission some if things go well for me in Smith's Gambit."

As the day progressed, Eithan continued to help out, doing odd jobs around the shop, and chatting occasionally about his interests and backgrounds as an archaeologist and Wizard.

As the day grew long, he turned to Hexia with a question. "I'll need to set up for the night. I see there's a tent community outside.

"I happen to have a tent of my own." he said, pointing at the rolled up canvas strapped to his backpack. "Is there an area set aside for outsiders to set up a tent for the night? Any fees for setting up, that sort of thing?"

OOC: Other than that - yeah, I'm done. Goals here were a) summon Korbin, and b) make a good first impresson with Hexia.

"Outside of here is the Fierce Hearts village." Hexia points her finger towards the opening of the door for a moment without saying anything then returns her attention to you. "The Chief said you'd be welcome to camp beside the tents in the center of the village and you are welcome to join the feast for dinner as well."

Korbin cawed hopefully at the mention of dinner. "Join the feast for dinner," he mimicked, bobbing up and down with excitement.

Eithan nodded at agreement. "Sounds promising! It's settled then."

He continued to potter around the shop, helping with whatever minor tasks Hexia requested, until it was time to go.

"Thank you Hexia," he said after gathering his things. "But there's a little daylight left, and I'll need to be getting set up in town." He reached up to give Korbin another scratch on the back of his head, the bird leaning down from its perch atop the backpack to get in range of Eithan's fingers.

"It was a pleasure to meet you! And wish me luck meeting with the Chief!"

And with that, Eithan and Korbin left to find a campsite in the village.

--> Fierce Heart's Village

A day after his duel, a heavily scarred Verbannt darkened the entryway of Hexia's large tent.

"Greetings."

He rumbled, the noise a low rumble deep within his chest.

"I am Verbannt. The villagers spoke that this was where the Wise Woman lived. Were their words true?"

He seemed strangely apprehensive, nervous even, an emotion that was difficult to describe for him. It certainly wasn't how he normally behaved among Smith's Gambit. Perhaps his duel had chastised him?

"I don't think I'd go so far as to say wise woman, but I do know quite a bit. I study quite a bit as well though." A woman with long hair and and a curvy body looked up from the counter at the back of the room. Her eyes widened for only a moment while she took in the sight of Lukas. "Why you're a bugbear, aren't you? How interesting. You'll have to excuse me, I've never met one of your kind before. My name is Hexia and I am this village's resident wizard. Welcome to my shop and home." As one would look around they would see a number of very colorful items decorating the walls, all of which most would presume were magical. Most would have presumed right.

"I am. Thank you for your welcome."

Verbannt grumbled, accepting her offer and stepping into the tent.

"Governor Smith saw fit to let me fight under his banner, and I have done what I can to be worthy of his trust."

He scratched uncomfortably at his chest, looking mostly about the walls at the various items and enchantments that Hexia carried.

"With some stumbles, but nothing that has killed me yet."

He laughed mirthlessly.

"The Matriarchs of my... of from where I came before, they had a charm that they would weave into the wooden shields and steel knives of our hunters. It sharpened the eyes and ears of those that bore them, made them quicker upon their feet when the battle was first joined. Do you know of that magic of which I speak, Wizard Hexia?"
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"Yes I know of one enchantment that might help. It's called a 'Warning' enchantment. It'll warn you when danger is close. It will even wake you and your allies up if danger is near while you are asleep. Interested?"

Verbannt nodded.

"I remember a wooden shield, carved with an enormous eye. Do my words alight a spark in your mind?"

"Oh! Of course! I'm sorry I have so many different items that I often forget exactly what I have, though I do keep a thorough log." She pulls up this massive book with a leather cover. She flips through it for only a moment, then stops at a page for a second, and then slams the book shut. She goes over to her wall and lifts off the ground about 5ft into the air. Not quite high enough that all Lukas sees is skirt, but high enough for her to reach a wooden shield with an eye that can now be recognized among the other items on her wall just barely within her reach thanks to the extra height. She gently glides back down to her counter with the shield in hand. "Would this be what you were referring to? It's quite a nifty item to have. It indeed makes one more vigilant." She presents the shield to show Lukas.
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Verbannt ran his massive paw over the carved wooden eye, feeling the barest tingle of magic in his fingers.

"Yes, yes this is the mark of vigilance. Does that translate in this tongue? Good. What is the cost of this working?"

He nodded appreciatively, careful to show the woman respect. Within his old clan, the word of the Matriarchs and Wise Women was inviolable law. He did not think this Hexia was carried with quite the same esteem, but he did not wish to offend her.

"My raids for Governor Smith have been fruitful, and I find myself with an overabundance of coin."

"That's good to hear that things have been good for you. Hopefully that continues on the same. As for the shield it'll be 400 gold pieces please." She smiled brightly at Lukas.

It was most of what he had managed to acquire, but now that his homestead was built, what need did he have for gold? He counted it out carefully, so that she could see each coin, and pushed it across the table towards her.

"My thanks, Wizard Hexia."

Only when she seemed satisfied did he reach for the shield.

"Not a problem at all. Come back anytime. I'll be here." Hexia handed the shield to Lukas as the last coin was counted and scooped the gold into a bag she seemed to grab out from under the counter.

From the portal emerges a fairly tall half-elf with long, wavy brown hair, leather armor, and a white staff etched in runes. She takes in her surroundings, momentarily captivated at the assortment of colorful items, before heading towards the counter. "My name is Chelsie Primrose. I'm looking for Hexia," she says, with an inquiring tone.

The woman at the counter looks up and smiles, "I'm Hexia. What can I do for you?"

"I was hoping you could be of some assistance. Or, rather, we were hoping. I went on a patrol for  Smith's Gambit yesterday, with our mutual friend Eithan, who sends his regards. We got caught up with some bandits; they had these markings as tattoos," Chelsie explains, producing a copy of Adam's sketches.

"Do they mean anything to you?"

Hexia takes a look at the markings. "Yes, I'd know these markings anywhere. Most tribes don't execute their worst criminals. They give them these marks, so all will know not to trust them. To aid them in any way, or to trade with them is generally seen as a crime, though not one bad enough to be made to join them. What crimes get this punishment vary from tribe to tribe, but murdering a member of your own tribe is a universal one."

"That's very helpful, thank you. We suspected they might mean something like that."

Chelsie glances around the shop again, a little bewildered.

"Eithan said that you authored some writings we were looking at in the Great Library in Wuaden. A colleague of mine, Mitchell Haverness, was exploring the ruins in the Rimewood recently. Unfortunately, he did not survive that expedition, but he had asked me to look into their origins. Perhaps I could trouble you for anything you might know about them? Maybe you have some further writings I can peruse?" She pulls out her coin purse, anticipating a possible fee.

"I'm afraid at the moment I do not have more writings. You see when I first came to the Rimewood it was to search for those ruins myself, but I came across a tribe of people who were in desperate need of help. They showed me great hospitality and so I stayed to protect them the best way that I could. That's why there is a shield around this village. I keep it up daily so no other tribes nor beasts could get in without the approval of one of the tribe. I can't travel far enough away to go to the ruins myself, if they are there. Being as it is I hired a group of talented adventurers to go explore the area for me and bring me back anything they find of importance. They have yet to return though. It's only been three days, but I still hope that they are ok." Hexia looks a bit concerned for a moment then looks back up at Chelsie. "It's only been three days, they should be fine..."

"That's very kind of you, to protect this tribe with your skills. I have recently come into some magical powers of my own," she adds, looking down for a moment, "though I'm still figuring them out. I hope to use them to keep people safe."

Chelsie looks around the shop, asking a few questions here and there, getting an idea of what some of the items do and how much they cost. "Do you make all of these yourself?"

"Most of them. Others I come across by trade or they come to me in their own way. Either way I take good care of them until I find good homes for them." She waits for a moment then asks, "Was there something specific you were looking for other than my research?"

"I'm afraid the price range of your wares is a bit beyond me for the time being, but I'll definitely keep them in mind, should I earn my way up. I really just came here for the information on the tattoos, for now, but I guess I'm here for the day. Thank you for your help. I'll let you tend to your shop." Chelsie smiles, a bit sheepishly, leaving a couple gold coins on the counter, and continues about her day.

OOC: Does the portal open just once a day, or in the morning and the evening? If it's the former, Chelsie will check out the village and figure out where to stay for the night; if it's the latter, she'll mostly hang around in/near the shop.

OOC: Morning only, for exactly one minute. Anyone who comes through the portal on business with Hexia is allowed to sleep in the village for free for 1 night. The village has its own thread, though you may have to dig a little to find it at the moment.

Santio pays Brohm no mind (the man has his own business) and follows Galenna Keenbellow through the portal.

The hulking shape of the Bugbear filled the entryway as he passed through the shop, pausing only momentarily to gaze cautiously at those within. He nodded once at Brohm, and gave the dwarf time to respond if he wished, before continuing through.

Spark follows the others through the portal. While an unfamiliar sensation, something does still feel somewhat familiar about the experience.

The warforged doesn't dwell too much on that, instead, he greets everyone present with a small wave and a nod. Eyeing the dwarf that made a stand not to join the expedition he offers only a simple blessing. "May your hard and diligent work repay you ten-fold."

He otherwise moved to follow the gnomish woman who has secured his employ

Brohm did not intrude upon the others, and the cold shoulder he gave Lucas could have frozen whiskey.  In response to spark, he rumbled "Don't get lost.". Then, with his gear upon his back, he briwesed Hexias' rings.
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Boneclaw huffed as Brohm passed by. He wasn't a fan of the dwarf, considering him foolishly obsessed with honor while showing little, and even less so compassion to Lukas, whom Boneclaw had more or less come to consider a friend after several mission together.

Tidelan ignored Brohm, while in his mind he counted down the seconds until the magical portal closed... Once the dwarf could not flee, the genasi planned to tell him to ensure that he kept his distance from the druid's employer and her drafted path.

Once the party and Brohm made their way thru the portal and Chelsie made her way back thru to Smith's Gambit the minute ended and the portal closed.

As the other parties filed out, Brohm left several minutes later.  His browsing of the rings done, he headed into the wilderness away from Hexias' shop and the other group.  Had anyone had anything to say to him, they missed their chance as he walked calmly into the forest.

Having gathered her party together, Carmen had decided to head to Hexia's for the portal, given that they needed to use her portal to visit the fierce hearts village. She bade the shopkeeper good day, and asked if there was a mechanism for detecting magical items at her shop.

After some time has passed Victor finds himself waiting outside of the town hall for his companions. The loose plan was to investigate the surrounding area and perhaps map out some unknown areas in exchange for some coin.

While he waits he idly reads through the jobs on the bulletin board hanging from the wall, his attention drawn to the recent posting by the Chief of the Fierce Heart's tribe.

As his allies arrive he points out the task to them, "These people will need help soon so that they do not starve, I think we could prioritise this and go exploring afterwards."

He looks to each of them but finishes with his eyes on Carmen as if putting her in the position of unofficial leader of the group.

At her direction he follows her to Hexia's shop.

After leaving the Dragon's Den, Wendel had gone off to find his sister again and leave in her care the gold he'd earned for them. She was working something out for a new construction and they finally had enough coin to possibly get it done. He was a little curious to see what the place looked like when he got back.

Regardless he finds himself meeting up with the others and agreeing with Victor's proposal. Through the portal to an entirely new place for him. What will this particular venture have in store for them all he wonders as he pulls his clothes tight around himself warding off the perpetual cold he was beginning to embrace out here.
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After a good, long rest and finding he had some new companions, Nutcracker had packed up camp and brought along almost everything for the anticipated long journey. What few things remained were stashed in the badger hole so they were not just sitting out in the open.

Now he was joining up with the same people he had dealt with the fishmen to go exploring. Or at least, that was the original intent. Now there was a new problem. Starvation was never something to be ignored. If hunters were missing, something was seriously wrong. He hadn't met many others before, but the ones he did felt like kindred spirits. This could not be allowed to continue on.

Nutcracker and his swarm would help out!

OOC: The little bird man now has spectral blue bees crawling, resting, and buzzing around him.

Chelsie makes her way through the portal with the new crew. She greets Hexia, saying, "Hello again, Hexia. We're passing through this time, looking for the chief, to see if we can help with those missing scouts."

To her companions, she gestures towards the door from the shop into the village. "Shall we?"

OOC: Now to the Fierce Hearts Village.

After seeing Carmen come through the portal to get to her shop, Haxia greeted her and told her she nothing currently in the shop like that.
To the group of them after she greets each, ​Hexia tells them, "Best of luck." and sends them on their way.
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Malkus enters Hexia's shop, eager to finish this endeavor.
"Well, we made it back. You were indeed correct about those ruins, although the ones we explored were infested with kobolds and contained little material wealth."
He pauses and smiles kindly at Gabriella for a moment.
"Regarding the unseasonal warmth, I would prefer to defer to the experts, however, as it is a bit beyond me."

Wightvane strolls into Hexia's shop along with the rest of the group. "Glad to see you're still in good health."

A stocky and muscular Dwarf, with broad shoulders and a barrel chest walks in.  His jet black hair cut short, with a a tight, ringed beard capped in a bronze boar head.  His features weatherbeaten, and his hands scarred from heavy work.  Dressed in black leathervarmor, with heavy black boots and a stout black leather belt.  A sturdy battleaxe hangs from his right hip, and a saex rests in its' sheath on the left front of his waist, behind his pouch.  A round shield covered in black leather, a quiver full of javelins, and a hefty pack adorn his back.

Alban follows his companions into Hexia's shop and takes stock of the items on display....

Izayah strolled in and his eyes immediately went to Hexia. "Hey, darlin'. It's MIGHTY good t'see ya'll again. A pretty sight for sore eyes long on the road."

He shook his head and jerked a finger over his shoulder to Alban and the others when they entered. "I could tell ya about what we ran in to along the way an' once there, but I'm guessin' you just wanna know about the magic stuff." He grinned.
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When Hexia saw the group she had sent out had returned her eyes lit up with a mixture of relief and happiness. "Indeed it is great to see all of you back as well and in one piece from the looks of it. I'm sure it was quite the journey, but I must admit I am eager to hear about both the ruins and the magic. After all, that is my area of expertise." She beamed proudly at that boast as she awaited her answer. "Please tell me everything."

Elisar stepped forward. “My dear Hexia, what an adventure we have had! Let me regale you with our tale.” He cleared his throat and began to tell the story, rushing through the boring bits and embellishing others. He told tale of bloodthirsty wolves, devious kobolds and giant, man-eating ogres. He told of a mystical fountain linked to another world, and underground ruins from long ago. He told of reunited families and friendships forged in battle. He told of magicks and mighty warriors.  It was quite the epic tale.

He may have skipped over some of the fine details, so if others would like to mention specifics they are most welcome.

Alban listens to Elisar's tale of their exploits to Hexia and hides a smile behind his hand; scratching his nose and beard.  When Elisar had finished his tale Alban says, "In general that was true, Hexia.  We did rescue a colleague of yours I believe, Gabriella Hamadrell, who had been captured by the kobolds. You may know her from the Tower?" He paused a moment to gauge Hexia's reaction to the news and then continued.  "Based on what we were able to determine the magical fountain in the middle of the affected area is powering a very powerful version of a Leomund's tiny hut spell on a larger scale.  After exploring the 1st level of the underground complex, which has at least 4 levels to it by the way, we also were able to determine the power source and mechanisms for the fountain.  The water comes from the elemental plane of water via a small teleportation circle.  This water somehow powers the spell through the fountain.  There were several dwarven writings we still need to decipher and figure out if other teleportation circles can be made through our own crafting efforts." Digging through the satchel at his side Alban takes out a leather-bound book, the dwarven manual instructions for the fountain, and hands it to Hexia.  "I believe this is what you paid us for, Hexia.  I hope it meets with your expectations?"

Before Hexia had the chance to respond when Gabriella was mentioned, Gabriella stepped forward, "Mrs. Hexia Icewind, I am a huge fan of your work. My name is Gabriella Hamadrell. It is an honor to meet you." Gabriella bowed her head in respect to Hexia then awaited her response.
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Hexia stood stunned for a short moment as the girl introduced herself. She soon snapped out of it though, "Ms. dear, not Mrs. I'm afraid I'm not married yet. And Hamadrell," (assuming Elisar mentioned that this was Izayah's sister) "you must be Izayah's sister. It is a pleasure to meet you as well. From what I understand you had the chance to examine the ruins up close. You and I will have much to discuss. As for this," Hexia accepted the book from Alban. "this is simply extraordinary. I cannot express how pleased I am that you were able to find a full manual explaining the workings of the fountain. This will be a boon to my work for sure. And as promised and happily given here is your reward." Hexia raised her hand and with a flick of her wrist a sizable pouch floated to each of the Strange Magick party besides Gabriella.
Each pouch contains 100gp as promised.

Izayah gave Hexia a kind of sheepish smile and a half-shrug. "So she tells me." He grinned at Gabriella then. "Def'nitely been a trip more int'restin' than I thought'd be."

He took the pouch when it was offered with a nod. "Thank ya kindly, Hexia. You need more work, or anythin', you just let us know." He winked at her.

Malkus carefully plucks the offered pouch out of the air and tucks it into his belt.

"Thanks, Hexia. It was a pleasure working for you. I'll keep an eye on the job board in case you need anything else."

Alban replies after receiving payment.  "Like wise, Hexia.  It was a very interesting trip and if the underground complex is to be further explored please let me know."  Looking around at his companions he continues, "We felt it better to return with what we had then push too far into the complex unprepared.  We also have a map of the first level of the complex for you and will need to bargain what loot we found with your shop when you have a chance. I personally plan to transact a lot of business when you are ready,"

Malkus nods at the mention of a return trip.

"If you're headed back there, Alban, I'm keen to join you. I have unfinished business with those Kobolds."

"Excellent. I look forward to seeing it and seeing what else you all have found, but really quick it looks like we have another guest." Hexia said finally noticing Brohm after all the excitement of hearing of the ruins and such. "Can I help you?"

Wightvane took his reward and tucked it away. "Hexia, what items do you have available for offer at the moment? I feel like I should get something to help on my quests to secure this region, but...I'm having difficulty deciding what that might be. Something that will help me become resistant to the damage I take, perhaps? Maybe a more powerful spear? The ability move around more freely, perhaps? I'm not sure."

Hexia listened to Wightvane's request, then thought for a moment, "Well if you are wanting to upgrade your weapon I can do that for you and turn it into a Weapon of Warning or a +1 Weapon for 500 gold. On the other hand if you are looking for something a little bit cheaper you could always get this," She pulls out a gold brooch that lays across her hand. "it's called a Brooch of Shielding and it's quite the powerful little pin. It gives you resistance to force damage and makes you immune to any damage done by Magic Missile. It's 400 gold no additional materials required."

"Hmm, that's a possibility. What about turning into both a +1 and a Warning enchant?"

"I had come to make certain the Portal would be open tomorrow morning, or earlier if possible.". The stout Dwarf rumbles.  "And ask you if you knew where I can find information on various animals and humanoids native to the Rimewood.  Seems though, I might be able to help you.  Seeing as you have just come into possession of a Dwarven ledger.". Brohm continues.

In response to Wightvane she says, "Yes it is possible to turn a weapon into both +1 and Weapon of Warning, though keep in mind this does not mean that all enchantments are compatible. To enchant your weapon with both would cost the same as if you were enchanting two separate ones. It would come out to 1000 gold."

In response to Brohm, "Yes, the portal will be open in the morning. And yes I have a journal I've been keeping of Inhabitants of the Rimewood I've come across or become aware of. You are welcome to look at it or even make a copy, but the original notes belong to me and will be remaining that way. And thank you for your offer, but I can read Dwarvish, Dwarven ruins are my specialty after all."

"Sounds perfectly fine to me, Hexia." Wightvane handed over his spear, breaking the connection he had to it as his pact weapon.

I'll strike of 1k from my credit

"I accept your offer to read and copy your notes.  they will remain with you.". Brohm rumbles in response.  "Would you be interested in purchasing a map.of previously unmapped territory?"

Hexia accepted the spear in hand and smiled at Wightvane, "Very well, it'll take some time, but I will enchant it as soon as I can." Hexia then pulls out a rather thick notebook and passes it to Brohm. "I appreciate the offer, but Smith has been kind enough to provide me with up-to-date maps and has promised to keep doing so. Thank you, though."

Izayah flashed a smile at Hexia again and put the pouch of gold in to a bag on his back and it disappeared inside.

He turned and looked at Gabriella. "Sooooo...we gotta head back t'town an' report in, but..." He raised an eyebrow. "What're your plans now? Did you wanna come back to the town with me? Did you want me to...come back with you? I don't..." He looked down. "Sorry, I'm...new t'this an' unsure o'myself."

Elisar thanked Hexia for the bag of coins and promised to return soon when he had more to spend. He had his eye on a few baubles in her shop but did not yet have the resources to pay for them.

He turned to his companions. “Now, good sirs, time to return to Smith’s Gambit, find Smith and update him with what we have learned, then take a well earned bath and find some fine wine and soft women to soothe our aching bones.”

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Whilst many of the people in the shop are discussing their own business, Malkus pulls Alban aside.


He pulls a pouch from his belt and hands it to Alban.

As he reads through Hexias' notes, carefully transcribing pertinent information, he asks her.  Have you an enchantment that would allow me to throw my axe, and have it return to my hand immediately?"

In reply to Malkus (msg # 128):

In a low voice Alban replies back....

In reply to Brohm of Clan Stonehelm (msg # 129):

"I don't believe I have any sort of enchantment like that."

"Thank you.". He replies, as he continues transcribing.  After a long while, he finishes his copying and research, then returns to Fierce Hearts Village to eat, then rest till it is time to wake and get the portal back to town.

In reply to Izayah Hamadrell (msg # 125):

"I would like to share my notes with Ms. Hexia. If that's okay." Gabriella looked to Hexia, "If I have any notes that you don't already have."
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"You spent quite a bit of time in the ruins I'm sure there's much for us to discuss and you are welcome to stay here while we exchange knowledge."

After perusing the wares, Malkus brings a bag of holding, a quiver of Ehlonna (carefully keeping it away from the bag), and a luck stone. He smiles at Hexia, then gestures at Alban.
"He says he's going to cover it, as part of your business arrangement."

800 gp of credit used, 250 remaining

In reply to Malkus (msg # 135):

"He did, did he?" She gives Alban a funny look, then turns her attention back to Malkus. "Well, I suppose that works this time, but for future transactions, normally the trade of potions comes first and then comes the credit."

In reply to Hexia Icewind (msg # 136):

With an apologetic look on his face Alban comments.  "With all of the new orders you just received from the 7-8 people who just came through your shop door, Hexia, I am sure you can trust me to make good on our business arrangement. The healing potions will brought to you to cover the costs. You have my word.  In point of fact, you may have too many potions at once.  I already have potion orders to keep me busy for several weeks. Is there a market for greater healing potions in the area or is there not enough coin flowing around this area to be much of a market for them?"  He pauses for a moment to gauge her response.

"I couldn't help overhearing your conversation with Brohn about gaining access to information you have collected concerning the Rimewood area.  I would be also be interested in having a copy of this information for my own records.  One of my passions to spreading information as much as I can, so it does not become lost or destroyed.  So, it's light of knowledge is never extinguished.  If you will allow me, Hexia?" Alban pauses a moment for Hexia to responde.

"I also have several vials of water from the elemental plane of water and am interested in crafting or sharing with you to make decanters of endless water.  Is this something that would interest you?"
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Izayah looked at Gabriella and blinked a few times. "Oh..O-Of course! I meant...after." He forced a smile and waved a hand, "Yeah! Go ahead. Gotta wait for the portal anyways. An' report things."

He stepped back and turned away to let them talk and share notes, mumbling to himself, mostly inaudible save for the possible but very hard to hear words like "idiot" and "desperate".
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Another time...

After actually doing some work with Alban for a change, Elisar returned to Hexia’s shop with a credit note that he intended to cash in. After spending some time perusing her wares he selected a number of items and concluded his business.

Purchasing the following items:

Pearl of Power
Stone of Good Luck
+1 Weapon (on my existing Rapier)

Total cost 1250gp, leaving me 10gp in credit.

Malkus graciously thanks Hexia and apologizes for any impropriety.

"Thank you, kindly. I'm sorry if I got ahead of myself, I was just overly excited by the plethora of wares you offer. I've never seen such variety before."

He overhears Izayah, and begins stuffing javelins in his new quiver as he approaches his brother-in-arms.

"She still needs to recover from her predicament, and this is the first she's seen civilization in a while. I'm sure she's just as excited to see you, but this is probably a bit overwhelming for her. The portal doesn't open until morning, anyway."

He follows the javelins with his shovel and his halberd, as they humorously disappear within the device. Satisfied, he opens the bag of holding and feeds in his tent, in a reverse portrayal of a magician pulling too long an object from a top hat.

"We might as well carouse a bit with the villagers, if you're all set here, and leave them to their affairs for a while."

With that, Malkus walks out of the shop to enjoy the sights, sounds, smells, and flavors of this new place. He also makes it a point to spend a while relaxing and focusing on his Luck Stone (Short Rest, attuned to Stone of Good Luck). After getting some rest, he's ready to take the portal back to Smith's Gambit the following morning.
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In reply to Alban (msg # 137):

"Within the tribe there is certainly not enough of a market for the Potions of Greater Healing, but with the flow of traffic from Smith's Gambit there might soon be. Couldn't say for certain."

To Alban's second question, "Not a problem at all." She passes him the book filled with papers of all sorts.

To Alban's last question, "Ah I see you collected some water from the fountain. I would be interested in buying the vials from you, if you are interested in parting with them. I'd be willing to pay 62 gold per vial."

In reply to Hexia Icewind (msg # 141):

Seeing Hexia so willing to share her information Alban smiles at her generosity.  "Thank you, Hexia.  I wish to make copies of these papers if that is alright."

I response to the vials...
"I would be interested in selling you the 24 vials of elemental water I have at that price if you would also agree to craft me a decanter of endless water plus the following items with the remainder in gold coin." As he hands Hexia  a piece of paper with a list of magic items.

He also reaches into his backpack and starts pulling out vial racks of healing potions; placing them on the store counter.  "This will be a down payment of what is owed to you for the group's purchases.  I will bring the rest in a few days time.  Wouldn't want to over supply the market, now would we?"




Piece of paper has the following list of items:
bag of holding
alchemy jug
pearl of power
decanter of endless water
brooch of shielding
helm of comprehend languages
robe of useful items
wand of magic detection
wand of secrets
weapon of warning - dagger
stone of good luck
sending stone
eyes of the eagle
keoghtom's ointment


Alban places 40 healing potions on the store counter.

"By all means, you are welcome to copy them as long as I get the originals back." Hexia accepts the list and looks it over. "I think this is doable with a bit of time. Yes, we have a deal, then. I'll get to work on these items and this..." she flicked her wrist in the air before her as another sizable pouch came floating out from behind her counter to Alban. "should settle us up about the vials. I trust that you wouldn't throw away my business so easily so as long as you make good on our arrangement then we have no problems. As for the potions I look forward to seeing what you bring me."

The following morning Alban makes his way through the portal to Hexia's shop; hoping to inquire about her job posting and finish some previous business.

Once through the portal Alban takes a quit look around the village to get his bearings; taking note of the early morning activity, and makes his way to Hexia's shop.  Walking through the front door Alban takes in the displays of Hexia's wares to see if anything new was for sale and walks over to the main counting looking for Hexia.

The familiar woman with the streak in her hair stood where she always seems to as she says, "Good morning Alban. What can I do for you?"
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Alban starts digging through his bags and backpack and starts lining the counter with 600 vials of healing potions.  "As promised this batch will settle the debt between us.  I apologize for any inconvenience it may have caused you, Hexia.  It was never my intention."

Pausing for a moment Alban also returns her original notes and journals she allowed Alban to copy.  "This information was most helpful, Hexia.  Thank you for allowing me to copy it.  You wouldn't happen to know of a city or town called Troxis, would you?  It came across in my research."

He paused for a moment to listen to Hexia's response and then asks, "I noticed your job posting on Erret's bulletin board at the settlement about searching for magic components.  I am interested in returning to that area of the Rimewood. Would you give me more details about the job?  Alban then digs through his bag and pulls out a specimen container and presents it to her.  "I did collect these Elysium Auras flowers during the our group's last trip and planted another patch of these flowers in that area about 6 days ago.  Is this what you are looking for?"
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Hexia nods in response to Alban's apology then continues to listen. "I'm afraid I have never heard of a place called Troxis, safe for in that manual you brought me back. I'm afraid I have no idea where it could mean though. Perhaps another clan of dwarves? I'm not entirely sure."
When Alban speaks up again Hexia listens intently and watches as he pulls out the specimen. "Well that's the right flower, but what I need is the dew collected from the petals at first light. I'm happy to hear you planted more of them. I just hope you didn't pick all of them the last time you were there. They take time to grow just like any other flower so if you picked too many of them then this might be a difficult task. In total I need the dew collected off of three different Elysium Auras growing as close to the fountain as possible. I'm afraid I'm not sending anyone back to the ruins just yet, though I do plan to in the future. The reward for this task is a bag of holding for each person involved, but if I'm not mistaken don't you already have one?"

Alban nods his head as he follows what Hexia's comments and frowns a little. "I did just recently buy a bag of holding from you, so I could donate the mission reward one to someone else or trade it for another item of equal or lesser value. Has anyone else shown any interest in this errand for you? How else may I help you?"

"You are the first to come asking about the job and that's true you could donate the bag to someone who doesn't have one already. As far as trading I suppose we could work something out. Maybe give store credit in place of the value of the bag. Thank you for your interest in helping me with anything I may come up with. I do appreciate it, but I'm afraid I have a rather one track mind so right now all I have for you for a job is collecting the dew." Hexia shrugged apologetically.

"It's ok, Hexia.  I don't fault you for not having anything else available.  I just like to be helpful to people when I can to make this corner of the world a better place." He gestures apologetically.

Wightvane came through the portal. There were things going on around here, he knew, so he glanced around to be certain all was still well before he proceeded to Hexia's shop.

Assuming there's no attack on the village -

Wightvane stepped inside the shop and gave the woman a respectful nod of his head. "Others will be arriving to accept your call for aid soon, Hexia. I've come a bit early to see that things are settled with the spear. I know there was a mention of a bag as payment; as I've already received one, don't worry about mine. You can keep it, donate it to one in need, or simply ignore it, it does not matter to me."

"We can leave the details of the job for later, after the others come to join us. I only dropped in early to see if you'd managed to finish the enchantments on the spear for me."

"Hello Wightvane." Hexia beams a smile at him as she seems to reach under her counter. After less than a moment she pulled up a spear with a faint shimmer to it. "Here you are. One +1 Weapon of Warning. Take good care of it." She holds the spear out towards him offering him to take it.
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Wightvane took the weapon with some amount of reverence, "Fantastic work, as always, Hexia. If you come across the means to add better protection - rings, cloaks, amulets, whatever - or to increase the potency of my spells, let me know."

Malkus enters the magic shop and approaches the counter. Once Hexia is done with her other customers, Malkus greets her.

"Another 'good morning' to you; it seems I keep finding my way back here," he says with a sparkly smile.
"I'm interested in the newest job that you've posted, about collecting the dew. There should be a few more coming," he adds, looking around the shop.

"After that last job, I was able to buy my own Bag of Holding, not realizing that I'd go questing for one in the immediate future. That is, however, on me and not on you. I feel it is my duty to return and remove the threats we discovered near the fountain, whether or not there is room to negotiate about any reward for me."

Sai strolls through the portal behind the others with an appreciative nod. He stands near Malkus as the two discuss the work at hand.

Azu was absolutely about to burst when she entered the shop. She went right up to Hexia and poured out the contents of her coin purse. "Look, I have enough now. I would like a bag of funny animals, please. Or is it a funny bag of animals? Either would be fine."

To Wightvane Hexia answered, "Thank you and will do."

To Malkus and Wightvane (and anyone interested), "I hadn't realized so many, who already had Bags of Holding, would be interested in taking up this job. If any of you who already have bags are interested I suppose I could do the same I did for Alban with you. Instead of giving a Bag of Holding as a reward I'd be giving the value of a Bag of Holding in store credit here at my shop. Is this of interest?"

As Azu dumped the contents of her coin purse out onto Hexia's counter and proudly proclaimed she finally had enough Hexia smiled at her. "I can see that. Well done. What color did you want? Gray, Rust, or Tan?"

Malkus nods graciously at Hexia's offer.

"That sounds fine by me! So, how much dew do you need?"

"That's rather kind of you, Hexia. Sure, that works just fine."

Wightvane would need roughly one hour to attune the spear to the power of his patron.

Grinning maniacally Jenouise was bouncing on her toes and seemingly about to burst with excitement. "Whichever is funniest. I'd really love to have a pet monkey!"

Sai smiles at Azu's enthusiasm. "The funniest must be the tan bag. It looks the most plain. You could pretend to be getting a bit of rations, then BOOM! a baboon! You might even be able to trick someone into reaching inside. What could be funnier than that?"

Aside to Hexia, Sai asks, "do you have a flask or some vials we can fill?"

Azu grinned and nodded along with Sai. "Yes! Perfect. Tan please Ms. Hexia."

"Yes I do." She answered Sai as she handed out three empty vials. "I need the dew off of three different Elysium Auras as close to the fountain as possible." She answered Malkus, then she turned and smiled at Azu. "Very good then." She pulled a tan bag out from behind her counter a pushed it towards Azu only then collecting the gold from the counter into a big pouch of her own. "Enjoy. I hope you get good use out of it."

"That sounds simple enough," Malkus says with a smile.

"So, are we ready to head out, then, folks?"

Brohm joins them, having finished his business in town.

Will continue errands in time shift.  I don't want to hold anyone up on the mission. )

Alban is ready to go.

After spending one hour attuning his spear once more, Wightvane confirms that he is ready.

Azu noted Brohm's approach and remembered him to be a very kind dwarf. She went right up to him, and in her normal manic way invaded his personal space. "Hello wonderful dwarf-person. I am Azu. Do you remember me? We had the most wonderful discussion the other day. You had to hurry off on an errand, though. You have come to join THE SUPER AWESOME TEAM OF DESTINY! trademark and patent pending, all rights reserved. That is splendid. Here look what I have. A marvelous bag of animals. I just purchased it. I am so very excited to see what will come out. Would you like to see with me?"

Brohm almost chuckled at her exuberance.  "That would be interesting Azucondie.". Brohm replied in his deep, gravelly voice.  "We will see what the Rhimewood has to show us.  We may chance upon a wonder not seen elsewhere."

The morning that Galenna's Expedition party was due to walk the portal home,  Santio arrived just a little early ... to engage the famous store owner in a little interaction.


When he made contact, he asked her, "Please, do you have anything that will allow me to see at night.
I was at a disadvantage during our time out in the wilds, on duty at night, as aI could't see nearly as far as my companions", he explained.

"I have just the thing." Hexia smiled and turned towards her wall. There she reached up a little ways and to the right for a pair of goggles that were on display. She turned back around once she had gathered them and placed them in front of her on her counter. "These are called Goggles of Night and they are useful to both those who can see at night and those that cannot. To those who can't see at night it grants them the ability to see up to a range of 60ft. To those who can already see at night this increases that range by 60ft. If these are what you are looking for they are priced at 350 gold, no extra materials required."

Santio frowned.
There were exactly what he was looking for, but he was pretty sure that he couldn't afford them just now.

Pulling out his pouch, he checked the contents ... and discovered only 270gp.
"I am just wrapping up a job, for Smith," he explained, "with Galenna Keelbarrow: and when we get back this morning, I'll have enough" he said, with a sigh; and a smirk, for it amused him that fate worked to leave him just short.
"I'll come back through the next portal* ... could you put that pair away for me, please?"


*  OOC: is that tonight, or the next morning?

"Not a problem." Hexia took the goggles and placed them behind and under the counter.

That'd be the next morning.

After a night of drinking to his and his companions' hearts content, Tidelan is still a little hungover as he stumbles into Hexia's Shop.

With no particular words to the owner of the shop, Tidelan simply awaits the opening of the portal before passing through. It was definitely in character for the genasi, who always had an attitude of rarely speaking to shopkeeps, never doing more than stating a purchase.

He figures he may return some time to buy magic items, but for now he is content to simply return to his new homeland.

>>Smith's Gambit

Before going through the portal Boneclaw wrote on his chalkboard and held it up for Hexia to read:"I need a Helmet of Telepathy, hard to make myself known sometimes .. ".
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Boneclaw held his chalkboard closer.

Hexia almost doesn't even read the board, but still answers, "I am sorry you are struggling and I can understand why, but I'm afraid I don't deal in that sort of magic."

Izayah walked in to Hexia's shop, the day after returning from his last quest. He smiled warmly at her, "Ah, Hexia, you're my sun! My moon! My star-lit sky! Seein' you's always good."

He began to wander the ship and pick up some items. As he did so, he continued to talk. "I was wond'rin', since I'm assumin' you don't have 'em on-hand an' ready t'go, if you'd be able t'enchant my weapons with magic, make 'em more effective? At least the two rapiers, if not the longbow also." He added, "An' if so, how long it'd take? Actually...do you enchant armor too? Or know who can?""

He started setting things down on the counter. "Alright then. Usin' the credit I have here I'd like t'get the followin' if I could..."

Hexia chuckles to herself then says, "And good morning to you too Izayah." As she looks over the items you notice that there is now a bed across the room from Hexia's and around that bed seems to be a bunch of books and papers on the floor and on a desk next to it. "I'll be happy to sell you those items and enchant your gear. I can enchant armor, but then again so can most any mage. My fee to enchant armor to +1 is 750gp."
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A moment later a woman who looked less sickly and more healthy now peeked through the door as she entered, "Good morning, brother." She says with a smile. "It's good to see you. Came for a visit?"

Izayah grinned at Hexia's initial response, but then listened and became more serious as she spoke on. He gave a slow nod. "Okay. Cool. Reasonable. How long t'enchant the three weapons an' my armor? I'm fine doin' 'em separately, the rapiers, the longbow and the armor, if needs be."

He turned when he heard another familiar voice and his broke out in to a wide grin of happiness. "HEY, sis! Great t'see ya!" He hurried over and gave her a big hug. "I'll take any chance an' excuse t'see ya." He released her and looked her over. "You good?"

----> From the Frosthide Inn

Elisar entered the store a few minutes after Izayah, having stopped several times to chat to other villagers, and even playing a little tune to some of the children, sending them running with squeals of delight.

"Miss Hexia, it is so good to see you again. You are looking radiant this fine morning. And I see you have company too." He turned and offered a courtly bow to Gabriella. "Miss Gabriella, you too are looking lovely this day. Two more beautiful flowers could not be found in all the gardens of the world." He beamed a roguish smile at the two ladies.

As others continued their conversations he browsed the shelves, looking to see what oddities were available. After some deliberation he selected some green boots and a green cloak that were available as a package deal, and a simple looking ring. "Miss Hexia, I would like to make these purchases if you please. I have a small amount of credit with you still, but for the rest you will have to make do with a large bag of gold, if you don't mind." He grinned as he pulled the bulging pouch from his pack and began to count out rather a lot of coins.

Tusk strides into the shop, and sets two large branches onto the table. He makes sure to hold them in place, in case they exhibit a tendency to drift away. One branch looks to have been chopped cleanly from a tree, while the other appears to have been snapped off. He waits his turn before speaking to Hexia.

"Here are two branches from the Feather Tree. I see that they are magical components, and brought them by to see if they hold any value to you."

- To Izayah
"It should be no problem to enchant these items come back tomorrow and they should be ready."

- To Elisar
Hexia smiles at him and eyes the items he's set on the counter. "Not a problem. Good to see you again. Hopefully these items aid you well."

- To Tusk
Hexia's eyes grew wide as she saw the branches set before her. "My what a haul. Yes these are indeed valuable. I would be willing to buy them from you for 250 gold each. Does this sound acceptable?"

Gabriella smiled to Izayah and Elisar. "I'm doing great considering I have access to all of Miss. Hexia's notes and Miss. Hexia herself. Quite a bit here for me to study. I am always glad to see familiar friendly faces, especially when one of them is my brother. I hear that many from Smith's Gambit will be taking part in an assault against the Red Foot soon."

Izayah thanked Hexia, and set down his three weapons and his armor as well. Then he concentrated fully on his sister, moving away from the counter so as to not interfere with Hexia's business dealings.

"Well, that's great t'hear! i'm glad you found a place t'belong an' follow...your dream?" He looked at her questioningly but also mostly with a smile since he knew she loved knowledge and lore and finding out new things it seemed. "I'm always happy t'let you see my handsome an' heroic face." He lifted his chin as if posing for a second before laughing.

When she mentioned the assault he gave a slow nod, smile fading. "I just got back t'town last night an' saw that. I signed up this mornin' t'go on the infiltration team an' see if I could help out. I hate bullies an' these guys sound like bad news."

Tusk nods his approval, the glint of gold in his eyes. He slides then across the counter to within her easy reach.

Once he accepts Hexia's payment, he doles out Izayah's and Elisar's before heading out of the shop.

Not long after the others had left, Tiria enters the shop, take a moment to browse while Hexia finishes with her current task.

"Hello, I am Tiria. I hear that you are the one to see about the arcane. I have found some magic I want to transcribe into my spellbook for later use."

She produces and shows the wise woman a heavy book with pages seemingly made of thin sheets of a metallic material and etched with strange geometric patterns that glow and shimmer depending on the angle of view.

"Do you carry any magical inks or acids I might purchase from you that will do the job?"

ooc: I'm looking for the required materials for inscribing new spells into Tiria's spellbook, usually magical inks costing 50 gp per level of the spell.
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Elisar nodded as Hexia took his coins and put the newly acquired items in his pack. He had the rest of the day free to work out how to use them properly.

To Tusk he nodded his thanks and put the stack of coins in his purse. He had spied some other items that took his fancy, but that was for another day when his purse was fuller than it was now. (100gp each, right?)

Business concluded he took his leave and headed back to the portal to return to Smith's Gambit.

----> Returning to Smith's Gambit.

Tusk sets 100 gold on the counter and pushes it in front of Hexia.

"This is hers," indicating Tiria.

2nd lvl spell, your wonder-plunder should cover it if I am not mistaken.

--->Back to Smith's Gambit, disregarding whatever abuse comes out of Tiria's mouth

Tiria frowns at Tusk as he leaves the shop, not entirely sure what that is about but with at least a good idea.

"So do you carry these supplies or is there somewhere else I should enquire?" she asks Hexia with a slight questioning raise of her eyebrows.

OOC: I'm after 100gp worth of scribing materials to learn the Enlarge/Reduce spell from the scroll. Once I've got it I'll spend a DTU to learn it and level up before heading back to Smith's Gambit.

"Pardon? Oh! Yes, I do. Here you go! Just so you know, Jessop Shmitt keeps these in stock, as well. No need to come all the way out here. Unless you just wanted to say 'Hi' or something." Hexia happily exchanges the supplies for the gold.

"Good to know, thank you. When I heard about your shop I was interested in seeing what you had out here. It's seems you have quite the magical assortment... Do you enchant these yourself? There was an enchanter in my village..."

Tiria spends the better part of an hour talking Hexia's ear off about the art of imbuing items with magic and the recipes and rituals required to do so before eventually deciding it is time to leave.

"Well, it's been nice talking to you Hexia, it's good to know there is another intelligent woman around these parts... I'd best go and inscribe this spell and get ready to return to Smith's Gambit."

With a friendly wave she exits the shop.

OOC: I'll expend the materials and a DTU to scribe the spell and take a long rest for levelling up before returning to Smith's Gambit the next day. I assume camping at the edge of the village with her tent and blankets should be sufficient for exposure.

Returning to Hexia's shop Azu clapped and pirouetted at the same time. "A successful test of the wonderful bag of animals. I got the most funny and amazing little weasel. He liked me very much. I am quit pleased with my purchase."

Malkus makes his way to Hexia's shop with the rest of the group.

"They were a bit sparse, but we have the dew from three different Elysium Auras that were close to the fountain. There is nought much to tell about most of the trip, aside from the slaying of several foul beasts."

Brohm stalked in, behind Malkus of the, knocking the snow and detritus off his boots at the door.  "Aye.". Brohm rumbles, not feeling the need to add much to what Malkus' had said.

"I am quite pleased to hear that." Hexia answered Azu first, then turned her attention to Malkus and Brohm. "Well I'm glad to see it seems everyone made it safely back and even more please to see you were able to complete my task. As promised..." She pulls up several bags, each with matching faces, and places them on her counter. "a Bag of Holding for each participant who wanted one and I haven't forgotten store credit for those who already had Bags of Holding instead of a bag." As she accepts the vials of dew from the group she pushes the bags forward offering for those who wanted one to take one.
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Taking one of the bags of holding she looked very excitedly, "Does this bag make animals too? I'll bet I can get really big ones out of here. How exciting!"

"Thank you.". Brohm rumbles, as he looks at her inventory, and item price list.

Hexia chuckles then responds with a smile, "No I'm afraid there's no creatures out of this one. It just holds a lot more than any other bags. This bag can hold up to 500lbs of items that can fit inside the 2ft diameter which makes up the mouth of the bag. A few warnings about the use of this bag however; First is do not exceed the 500lbs or else the bag will destroy itself and everything that was inside of it will scatter throughout the Astral plane. Next there is no air within the bags space so be cautious of what you put in it. And lastly the most important thing, do not try to put this bag into any sort of extradimensional space or try to put something with an extradimensional space into the bag. It will destroy both items and open a portal to the Astral plane. Bare these warnings in mind as you use this bag and enjoy." She smiles as she ends her sentence.

Azu grinned and nodded along with Hexia but obviously had only heard the first handful of words after animals don't come out of this one. She has no idea what the warnings were, and she has already devised ways of using this wonderful bag in her show.

"That's good to know.". He responds to Hexia.  "How much would you pay for a flask of Water from the ruins in the Elemental plane of Water?". He asks.

Hexia gives a sort of worried look at Azu, but then turns her attention to Brohm and looks at the flask. "I'm afraid I can only give 5 gold for a flask of water from the elemental plane. The metal in flasks, you see, taints the purity of the liquid your trying to harvest. So the water you collected needs to be purified. I have a process I use, but it takes time and energy so I'm afraid I can't change my price. Vials, on the other hand, don't taint the liquid and would be worth much more."

Malkus bows low to Hexia before departing.

"Thank you, kindly, for the reward. I'll be back a bit later this week to spend it, but for now I have other business to attend to. Take care!"

With that, he walks out into the cold.

--> Smith's Gambit

"What materials keep the necessary purity.". Brohm asks.

"Take care!" Hexia says to Malkus as he disappears through the portal. "Hmm, a material that keeps the proper purity would have to be either a very pure crystal or a special type of glass. Vials made of either tend to cost about the same amount."

The next morning, Malkus returns to Hexia's shop astride his Worg. He dismounts at the entrance to the store, and then the pair enters. As Dread settles near the counter, Malkus approaches Hexia.

"As promised, I'm back! I'd like to get her saddle enchanted to be a Saddle of the Cavalier, please."

"Do you know where I can purchase them, or how much they cost?". Brohm rumbles to Hexia.

To Brohm ~

"I sell them and I'm sure Jessop sells them too. The vials are normally 1 gold piece each."


To Malkus ~

"Welcome back. That's quite a fine... mount you have there." Hexia seems a bit taken aback at seeing the worg enter her shop. She keeps her eyes on the worg as she continues, "I can enchant her saddle no problem. I'll just need the saddle, if you don't mind."

Malkus grins in spite of himself at the praise; Dread merely yawns and half closes her eyes. His grin widens as Hexia agrees to his request, glancing back at his furry companion.

He reaches down and unhooks her elaborate leather harness; at one point she rolls onto one side to offer him better access to some of the buckles.

Finally, with only a bit of cursing, he removes the contraption and hoists it into the counter.

As Malkus sets the saddle down on the counter Hexia continues, "And the 250 gold or you have store credit you wish to use?"

I'll have ten vials, and a case for them if you have one please.  Do you have a Decanter for sale that gives an endless supply of water?"

"That is correct, I'd like to use my store credit from earlier. I have not figured out what I want to spend the rest on, yet.

On a related note, do you have any idea where I could acquire a Pixie's Blessing?"

I'll use the remaining credit from Alban's scheme, saving the credit from my recent quest. -250 gp

Once the enchantment is completed, Malkus sets to work strapping the saddle back onto the worg while he waits.

"10 vials and the case to contain them that'll be 12 gold. Plus the case is insulated too. As for the decanter, if you are selling me the tainted water, then it'll just be 250 gold. Totaling out to 262 minus the 5 gold I would be paying you, that'd be 257 gold pieces please." Hexia counts out loud then ends with the total as she pulls a decanter from below the back of the counter.

Brohm carefully counts out the 257 gold pieces, exchanging it for the vials, case, and Decanter.  "Thank you Hexia.". Brohm rumbles, as he puts the flask of tainted water on the counter.  Do you enchant weapons to do elemental damage, such as fire or ice?"

"Sure not a problem."

Hexia's Price list has been updated. Please take a look.

Once she has concluded her business with the dwarf, Malkus walks back up to the counter, sets his Bag of Holding on it, and carefully begins removing the vials that he packed within.

"I picked up some vials of water from the Elemental Plane of Water, if you're buying them."

"Yes I'm willing to purchase magical ingredients so I'd be happy to buy them off you. How many were you able to get in total?"

Malkus arranges the vials into five groups of ten each.

"I have fifty to sell right now. I have quite a few more, but haven't yet decided what I'm going to do with them."

"Not a problem. Done and done." Hexia passes over the promised amount then starts collecting the vials.

After completing the sale Malkus smiles at Hexia.

"I'm sure we'll be doing more business, soon. Is Gabrielle still around, or has she left?"

"She's still here somewhere in the village. Did you want me to call for her?"

"If it's not any trouble, I'd graciously accept the help. I know you have a store to run and spells to maintain, though, so if it's in any way a bother, I'm happy to track her down."

"It's not a problem at all." Hexia smiles at Malkus then points a finger at the opening of her tent and whispers something that cannot be heard.

A moment later Gabriella walks into the tent. "Hi Malkus. How are you?"

Malkus smiles at the familiar face of Gabrielle.

"You are looking much better since the first time we met," he says with a chuckle. "I'm glad they've been treating you well, here. I was hoping you could help me with some information, truthfully. I wish to acquire a Pixie's Blessing, and I don't even know what, exactly that is, or where I might find it. During your expedition, did you happen across anything like that?"

"A pixies blessing huh? Well, I hear that they are really secretive and hard to find, but you know you're getting close when you start noticing little tricks happening. Things go missing, or aren't where they are supposed to be. Maybe you start to feel something pinch you a bit. Things along those lines. I personally have never found any, but I heard that maybe a nice gnomish woman from Smith's Gambit might know where they are. I believe her name is Galenna? I hope I've gotten that right."

"I haven't met her, but I will make certain to seek her out. I had best be off, as I have more business to attend to. If ever you need anything, don't hesitate to ask!"

Malkus bows to both ladies and departs.

---> Smith's Gambit

Alban follows the conversation with interest and nods towards Hexia.  "Thank you for the bag of holding, Hexia.  I will put it to good use and also have 5 vials of elemental plane water from the fountain for sale if possible."

"Certainly, though I did just buy quite a bit of it. The good thing about this water is that it can be used for more than one thing." She smiles at Alban. "Though, after this transaction I may need to stop buying them for a while seeing as how I have ended up with so many. I am definitely most appreciative to those of you who have brought me my materials. Thank you." Hexia pulled out a sizeable pouch of gold and placed it on the counter before Alban.

Taking the pouch of coins from Hexia in surprise Alban says, "This is very generous of you, Hexia.  I was not expecting so much. You mentioned other uses for the water.  Would you mind sharing that secret with me? It might be something I can use in my craft to help the others at Erret's settlement." He puts the pouch away near his belt under his cloak.

His thoughts begin to wander to the last time he and his friends were here.  He asks the lady in front of him, "If you don't mind my asking, but have you made any more progress gleaning information from that dwarven fountain manual I brought to you the last time I was here in your shop.  I would be interested in making a version of the minor teleportation ring for the elemental plane of air instead of water."

"The water is useful in the creation of all kinds of potions, but especially the more powerful ones." Hexia says. "I'm sorry, I've not had much time to look at the manual, I've been focused on the lesser-been-there crystals.



OOC: Each vial of water from the elemental plane counts as 125gp of ingredients for making potions, not including specific ingredients.
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Alban takes a long look into the vials of water as if to unlock its secrets through his will alone.  He replies to Hexia, "Fascinating... Do you have more information concerning for these more advanced potion making techniques? I am always looking for ways to improve my skills and knowledge for the betterment of the community."

Alban steps through the portal and arrives in Hexia’s village.  He makes his way to her shop and enters through the doorway.  “Hexia!” Alban calls out to her.  “Are you here?!? We have an urgent matter I had hoped you would help us with.”

At first Hexia was no where to be seen, but after Alban shouted Hexia stood up with a start heaving a silver jug onto her counter. "Ah Alban, what's this about an urgent matter?"

Helping steady the woman behind the counter as best he can Alban continues, “We are in need assistance getting to the enemy outpost where our allies and companions are fighting as quickly as possible.  Erret Smith believed that you could teleport our group half way to cut down the travel time.  Will you help us?”

Hexia smiled at Alban for the help then spoke, "Of course. You'll have to wait until tomorrow for the crystal to recharge, but that will still cut off a good bit of time of the travel. You have plenty of potions to take with you too I'm sure. Say, do you think you could take some healing potions to the troops for me? I might even be able to pay you in advance with something useful for the journey. Is there anything that your group could use maybe a stronger weapon for one of you."

Hearing the news from Hexia Alban gestures towards the human woman in the group.  “I know that Avreene is interested in acquiring a spear of warning to help her work. I can take some of your potions with us if you like.”  Glancing around the shelves and counter Alban considers a moment and turns back towards the group.  “Looks like we will have to sleep here in the village tonight and and head out in the morning. If you need to gather any provisions now is the time.”
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Victorious from his raid and flush with coin, Verbannt returned to the shop of Hexia the Witch.

"Matriarch Hexia."

He growled as he entered, closing his eyes and nodding his head deeply in deference to her if she appeared.

The small Rock Gnome in the wheelchair also entered Hexia's store*.
She had with her a saddle that she had crafted with her own hands, which seemed suitable for a moderate/'medium' sized creature.
Approaching the counter, she spoke within whomever attended her:  "Please, I have been led to beleive that, provided with a saddle, you could enchant it in a manner that would benefit both the rider and the mount**?
Would that be possible, please?"


* whether along with Verbannt, or not
** referring to 'Saddle of the Cavalier listed in Hexia's

Azu sauntered into the shop and placed a large bag of gold on the table. "I would like that wonder wind fan and those eye things that let me see in the dark."

She has either 525 or 725 in the bag depending on if the group sold that special been there stone.

Verbannt looked to the two newcomers, who had come in making demands without even announcing themselves. His brow furrowed, and he started to say something, then thought better of it.

"I am Verbannt."

He said to them at last, still unsure of himself. He had seen many strange things since coming here, but this painted one and the wheeled deep gnome were strange to him. He thought he might have seen the former at the battle, but the latter had the appearance of a Matriarch to her. He would show deference, either way.
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Either before or after she was served, Donella turned to look up (and up and up and up) at the mountain of muscle.
"Good morning, Verbannt.   I am Lady Donella Turen, of the Shineface tribe ... it's far north of here, and I accept that you may not have heard of us.
I witnessed the  ... carnage ... you perpetrated at the Burning Stag.   It was ... impressive".

If she looked closely, she would see that the studded leather he wore was of particularly fine quality, tinged with arcane essence, and dyed in the same colors the Hobgoblins they had just slain wore. Perhaps a trophy claimed from the field of battle, though she had not recalled seeing anything of the sort in the spoils. An earlier raid then, perhaps.

"Lady Donella Turen, of the Shineface Tribe."

Verbannt said slowly, repeating the words and being careful to get them right. He did not struggle with the common tongue spoken here, but he was careful to get the name. A memory struck him, rushing through the door with blood in his mouth, and seeing the woman in the middle of the fray in her chair. She had summoned flame, had she not?

"That was bloody work, and hopefully the last of such we will ever have to do. The Red Foot are many, but with such a raid it is my hope we can unify the rest of the Southern Tribes against them. Are you a Matriach of your people? I am still unfamiliar with the Clan names of many of the people here."

As a tinkerer, artificer and leatherworker, Donella would absolutely notice the workmanship in Verbannt's armour ... and appreciate its worth.

"My people come from the mountains, far to the north* of here.
And while I am of noble birth, I would not call myself a Matriarch as such.
I am of privilege, however, to be able to take time from my duties and station, to walk among the world and learn of its nature.  There are many of my people who are not so lucky.

Do you ... hail from these lands?   Is this where your own heritage lies?"


                       *  I haven't actually defined Donella's background yet beyond that simply statement

At some point, Santio also visits the store.

After looking around, and consulting the staff, he asks to purchase:
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"Ah."

He heaved a small sigh, though on his massive bulk it was hardly small. That explained why he had not heard of her. His expression darkened slightly when she mentioned heritage, though he sought to mask it.

"I came from the South."

He said, nodding, but saying nothing of his heritage.

"But I am Verbannt..."

The way he said it, made it sound like a title rather than a name.

"I have no heritage."

There was definitely more to it than that.

"If you are respected within your Clan, why are you so far away?"

He asked, his gravelly voice somehow tender with the question.

---

"Ah, Santio."

He rumbled, when his raid companion appeared.

"Your fighting style, it is like nothing I have seen."

Odd enough, for a Bugbear who wore the skin of a Direwolf into battle.

"Where did you learn such a thing?"

Santio bowed respectful to his large companion.  Verbannt really did make Santio feel like a 'little man'.
Today, he wore a blade that Verbannt hadn't seen before:  it was pretty, and made to a rather different design to the 'sharpened pig iron' long swords (as Santio viewed them).  This blade was long and sleek, slightly curved and sharpened only on one edge.

"Verbannt, my friend", Santio replied, softly.   Santio was not a man of great personal presence, instead tending to blend into the social and environmental background naturally.
"I spent many years studying with my master.  We were  ... isolated.  So I grew learning his style of, well, everything.  Fighting among them.
I was forbidden to leave his service, you see.  Even though I dreamed of leaving to seeing the world.  He always said that I would do so 'over his dead body'.  So, one morning when he never woke ... I did", he said with a shrug.

Then, his face softened a little, "That must have brought you pain, having to attack and kill those folk, the other day?"

Verbannt did not shrug, but neither did the words hit him like a blow.

"Hobgoblins are a proud and warlike people. Already the people of this settlement have been more open to the path of peace with the Goblin tribes than I had thought they might. The Red Foot. They are no looking for peace, our choices there are few. When I encountered their scout by myself all those moons ago, I sought to walk such a path. I did not succeed then, and the blood of his heart touched the snow. Such is the way of things."

He sighed.

"We will need to unify the other tribes, for they will not take the destruction of the Burning Stagg as a warning that things have changed. They will think the old order is in place, the old ways. They will see to see that it is so."
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The piles of coins he had been given for the work done had left Nutcracker with a bit of an issue. He had never had that much before, but also didn't want to keep a lot of it because he had seen what greed did to others. That Hexia lady had a lot of magical things for sale that were useful - and expensive.

Upon entering the shop, though, Nuts was surprised to see so many in there. There was the big one who could turn into a wolf and protected him after the second blow, the one who didn't wear armor, and the one who walked with wheels. So many to get to know, but for now that was set aside.

Checking through his library of phrases for the best ones to use as he didn't seem to recall anything specific enough for this situation. "Those fine boots ...a package ...your bag has a ...bottomless ...hole." The whole thing was a mashup of what could have been a highway brigand, a deliveryman, someone's kindly grandmother, and a drunken sailor. To help out, he did point to the listed items, but having odd speech did wonders for drawing and holding attention.

OOC: Seeking to buy the Elven Cloak/Boots bundle and a Bag of Holding.

Some time after the burning stag assault, the man makes his way to the shop he has head so many others speak. He enters but stops quickly, looking around slowly, awe clearly visible on his face. There are so many things to look at, so much magic in the air.

He recovers himself and begins to look around a bit before finally approaching the proprietor. "Greetings. I have heard much of your shop and would like to purchase a couple of things if I may. I believe they are called a bag of holding and goggles of night." He pronounces the words carefully, as if repeating them from what someone else has said. "Oh. And a Ruby of the Warmage, please."
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Carmen arrives to do some shopping. She keeps herself to herself, mainly. By the time she has left, she looks like she's quite happy indeed.

One of each bag of tricks, just confirming IC.

"Because it is ..." Donella considered, then smiled, "a unique opportunity and a privilege to learn about the world outside my home.   The opportunity to see life from another perspective, and learn about both the people we share this land with, and about myself", she replied to the big man.

Then, she fell silent, and contently listened to the other conversations that he, and others, were having.

"I cannot even imagine such a thing."

He said, a far away look in his eyes. An odd thing to say, considering he was clearly the only Bugbear here. Surely he must not be that unfamiliar with the idea of leaving home, he had left his own.

OOC: I'm here for Bracers of Archery, and a longbow.

Hexia appears at the entrance of her tent to see a tent full of customers. "My, my, sorry to keep you all waiting I'm afraid I was called away for the moment, but I'm back now." She says as she quickly makes her way to her counter. "Now, now, let's see one at a time." She listens to each request made then responds to each.

~ To Lukas
She listens to his request then pulls out the very thing he was after, Bracers of Archery, but before she pulls out a long bow for him she asks, "Was there any particular type of long bow you were after?"

~ To Donella Turen
As you arrive you seem to have peaked her interest as she watches the movement of your chair. "Yes I can do that." She accept the saddle from you. "That'll be 250 gold and I'll have it ready for you by the next time you come to visit."

~ To Azucondie
Hexia pulls up a pair of goggles from behind her counter and turns towards the wall behind her as you all see a phantasmal hand fly into the air. It retrieves the fan off the wall then brings it to Hexia. "That'll be 550 gold please."

~ To Santio
"Yes, yes I have that available right here." She says as she pulls up a pair of boots and pulls a cloak off of the wall to her right. "That'll be 500 gold please."

~ To Nutcracker
After a moment of thinking Hexia responds, "Ah yes, of course!" She pulls another cloak from the wall, a bag, and pulls another pair of boots from behind the counter. "750 gold please."

~ To Ten
Without batting an eye Hexia pulls everything from around her to spread the items on the counter in front of her and smiles at Ten, "Thank you. That'll be 680 gold please."
~ To Carmen Diaz
Hexia retrieves each of the bags of tricks for her and give her their price total, "750 gold please."

Once Hexia has helped each customer she thanks them and wishes them each well.

"Thank you."

The man smiled slightly at Hexia, counting out the gold in an efficient manner for her. He then begins to put things immediately in to the bag of holding he has just purchased. He bodily relaxes a bit more and lets out a sigh of relief as some of the weight is lifted off of him.

He hesitates and then looks at Hexia again.

"Do you...offer the service of allowing others to copy spells from you? And if so, at what price, if I may ask?"

Hefting up a sack full of coins onto the counter, Nutcracker happily bade farewell to the money and hello to functional gear. "Many thanks... You look beautiful as ever today," he repeated.

OOC: -750gp
+ Boots and Cloak of Elvenkind
+ Bag of Holding

"I am trained in the bow of the Hunter, not the bow of the Warrior."

Verbannt answered.

"But if I am of an understanding, the enchantment worked in glyphs upon these bracers will lend what Lore of shortbows I have to the longbow as well."

After crossing through the portal, Elisar greeted several familiar faces before entering Hexia’s shop. With a flourish of his hat he greeted the comely maid. “My lady Hexia! My light of heaven! My radiance from the stars! It is good to see you again. You will be pleased to know that I survived the battle at the Burning Stag, not a scratch nor hair out of place.” He flashed her a smile as he presented his face for inspection to show off his perfect skin.

“Now my lady, to business. Thought I took not any wounds I would like more protection, just in case. I heard a rumour that you are able to weave protective enchantments into armour, just as you did before with my sword. Is this rumour true, and if so how much would I have to pay for such a service?”

Looking to upgrade my studded leather to +1.
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OOC: With the extra gold we just got, going to upgrade that bow to a +1 Longbow.

Bracers of Archery let me be proficient.
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Azucondie thanked Hexia for the wonderful new toys and left, heading back home.

~ To Ten
"Most certainly. I'm afraid I don't have much to offer in the way of ritual spells, but I do have a few."

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~ To Nutcracker
She smiled, "Thank you. Take care."

~ To Lukas
"Ah yes of course, a very useful item indeed." She holds it out to Lukas to examine.

~ To Elisar
"Charming as always, Elisar. Yes, I can do that for you. That'll be 750 gold and it'll be ready in 15 weeks."

The man inclines his head towards Hexia. "You are being most gracious, and it is appreciated. The method by which I can house and cast ritual spells is fairly new to me."

He then ponders for a moment. "Unless you have the rare inks required, I shall have to return for them later once I am able to purchase. But I shall return. Thank you."

Before Ten can leave Hexia's voice catches his ear, "I do happen to sell those as well. How much do you need?"

The man has just finished putting things in his new bag of holding. He looks up at her and smiles slightly. "Ah, that is wonderful. One shop for all my needs." He steps closer and asks, "To determine that, may I see what low-level ritual spells you have available?"

If allowed, he points out the three spells he is currently interested and begins to count out the money. "Do you also by chance sell the charcoal, incense, and herbs that must be consumed by fire in a brass brazier for the Find Familiar spell?"
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Tiria visit's Hexia in her shop to discuss magical spells and enchantments before returning the following day.

"Hello dear Hexia, I am interested in learning from you today, if you have the time. I intend to do some enchanting myself and would benefit from some of your recipes."

OOC: Looking to learn the following spells and recipes from Hexia in order to sell enchanting services :)
Comprehend Languages -25GP
Feather Fall -25 GP
Identify -25 GP
Elemental Enchanted Weapon -100 GP? or is this Rare? Can this be enchanted on top of a +1 weapon?
Wand of Web -100 GP
Bag of Holding -100 GP
Total cost 375 GP and a DTU for spending the night

Brohm walks in to Hexia's shop, the powerful Dwarf dusting the light snow from his black bearskin cloak.  "I have use for your services.". He rumbled to Hexia, his voice like a distant landslide.

~ To Ten
"Not a problem and yes I do sell most materials required for spells. That'll be 10 gold in addition to the 225."

~ To Tiria
"I always have the time." Hexia smiles to Tears.

To copy the spells into your spellbook will also require 1 DTU to be spent as well. Unless you have some sort of reduction that is to how long it takes you to copy them. Everything else looks right. Elemental enchantment recipe is uncommon. Yes that can be enchanted on top of a +1 weapon. To craft both enchantments on one you'd be making a rare weapon. To enchant an already +1 weapon with the elemental enchantment you'd be paying the difference which would be 450gp. Also worth knowing the recipe for the elemental enchantment only allows you to enchant the weapon with one damage type. You would have to buy a recipe for each element type you wish to be able to enchant.

"Thank you very much, let us get to studying then."

OOC: Good to know, in that case I'll get recipes for cold, fire and lightning damage.
I'll mark off my costs now.

"That long? Well, I suppose I must respect that a fine craftswoman such as yourself must take the time to ensure that her wares are beyond perfection. I am happy to wait, though I will add a few other trinkets to my request if I may." He produced a small list of the required items and handed it over. Once prices had been negotiated he opened his coin purse and dished out a large quantity, happy to be rid of the weight of the coins. Finally he handed over his armour, ready for it to receive its enchantment. The transaction done he doffed his hat once more, "Good lady, I bid you adieu. I will see you in a few moon cycles to collect my trove of treasures. I wish you luck in all your endeavours."

-----

Some weeks later he returned as promised. Inspecting the items he beamed with delight. "My lady, you are indeed the finest in the land. I will sing songs of your prowess!" With that he took his purchases and went on his merry way, whistling as he went.

Purchased the following:
- Enchanted Armour 750gp
- Headband of Intellect 500gp
- Wand of Magic Detection 200gp
- Spell: Detect Magic 25gp
- Spell: Feather Fall 25gp

TOTAL COST - 1,500gp

At some point, Izayah walked in to the shop and his eyes immediately fixed on to Hexia. A grin spread across his face. "Hexia, darlin', yer always delightful t'see." He gave her a respectful bow of his head. "Ya'll seen my sister lately?" He held up his hands, "Just curious, not lookin' for her or tryin' t'pry or nuthin'."

He then stepped up to the counter. "If I may, I'd like t'put an order in. Help do my part t'keep yer shop up an' runnin'." He lowered his voice,
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The man hesitates but then continues, "You may have noticed I am quite frail of body, my strength lacking. I was wondering if you...offered any items that might aid my weakened body in physical tasks? Something to either make me stronger or perhaps simply aid in things of an athletic nature?"

He points out a couple of things for discussion. Then he pauses for a moment, hesitating. "I am admittedly a little paranoid, though not without good reason. I was also wondering if you might be able to enchant a dagger as a weapon of warning?"
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"I would like you to enchant my axe with fire.". Brohm rumbles in a voice like a distant landslide.  How long wi that take, and what is the price?"

~ To Izayah
"I believe your sister has a tent of her own now. It's not huge, but it's big enough for her and her work, oh and the books I send her way from time to time too. I'm sure when you get the chance she would love to hear from her brother and no I'm sure she wouldn't see it as you prying." She took down a list of items from him and then said, "Thank you for your business. I'll have these items ready for you in about 8 months."


~ To Ten
"Of course. It'll take me a little bit of time, but I should be able to do so."


~ To Brohm
"Ah yes. Of course. That'll be 500 gold and it'll take me about 10 weeks."

Izayah smiled at the news about his sister. "That's great." He winked. "That stone's for her. Y'know...talk at least a lil each day if we want." He shrugged.

His mouth dropped open and his eyes bugged out wide as he started at Hexia. He tried to speak twice before sounds came out. "EIGHT...MONTHS?!?!" He was flabbergasted a moment longer and then shook his head. "Woman...we need t'hire you some help!" He let out a chuckle, but then he shrugged again. "Awright. Take the time y'need. If I can help, let me know."

Carmen enters the shop of Hexia with a singular purpose. To have a discussion about creating more of the portal stones. She had no doubt that Erret would have had a similar conversation previously, but it would be interesting to find out if there was a barrier to creating more.

"Good morning. I see you are keeping yourself quite busy!" she says, watching as the ranger she keeps bumping into has his outburst. "I'm keen to know what needs to be done to create a copy of this. I feel that Erret was in need of more." she says, revealing the crystal.

The man nods graciously. "Take whatever time you need. If you can let me know once the order is complete, I will be happy to return to pick it up." She did not mention the exact time frame, so he isn't sure, but isn't too worried about it.

He counts out the remaining coin for her, then says his goodbye and takes his leave.

"That's worth it.  Here's your coin, and my axe.  I'll be back.". Brohm states, as he hands over his battleaxe, and the 500 gold.

Some time later, Brohm comes to reclaim his axe.  "You have my axe ready Hexia?".. He rumbles in a voice like a distant landslide.

~ To Izayah
"Will do. Thank you. And yes some help may be in order, but we'll see."

~ To Carmen
"Yes indeed!" As Carmen takes out the crystal Hexia's eyes widen, "So another one was found! What great news! And yes of course more of these would be very useful for everyone." She picks up the crystal to further examine it. "I've never made one of these before, though. I would have to take it apart to learn how to make it. It could take years to build a new one. Would that still be alright by you? You wouldn't be able to use it until then."


~ To Ten
"Will do. Take care."


~ To Brohm

Hexia waved to Brohm as he takes his leaves. When he arrived once again 50 days later she brings his axe onto the counter. "It's ready and waiting for its wielder." She smiles proud of her work.

Before he went out to the Triton Embassy and on his mission to retrieve the stolen shipment, he showed back at Hexia's Shop one day. He flashed her a bright, friendly smile. "Now, I won't douse you with flattery and pretty words like Elisar does when he shows up, but...you are a sight for sore eyes, lady." He knew it wasn't going anywhere with her, though, and he then spoke more normally. "How are ya? Doin' alright?"

After that, he got down to business, and picked up his order. A large order. Several different items. He smiled and nodded at her. "You're the best, lady. Be well. Have a good rest o'the day."

"Incredible, I know. A few years of crafting? I could be dead in that time for sure. As much as I would like for the communal use of more of these, the simple fact is that I doubt I could be without it for such a duration." replies Carmen sadly. "I would also hate to deprive Erret of my promise to make it available to him also." she adds.

"As soon as I find an alternative solution, I'll be sure to provide whatever you need to get things started." she promises.

"Thank you.". Brohm rumbles to Hexia, as he took back his battleaxe.  Hefting briefly, almost like a handshake between a craftsman and their tools.  He replaces it on its' hanger at his belt, then heads back to the forest, to wait till the next dawn.

The man enters the shop once more, weeks later. He gives a nod of greeting to the shop owner. "Salutations. I hope you have been well."

After the pleasantries are concluded, he speaks again. "I am here to see if my order is completed and ready for pickup? If not, I can come back."

~ To Izayah
As Izayah returns to the shop after a long while Hexia smiles at him, "Welcome back. I'm keeping up with the work load at least. I'm doing fine. Hopefully you are as well. Your items are ready." Hexia pulls one thing after another onto her counter and presents them to him. "May you get plenty of use out of these items." She waves to him as he takes his leave.

~ To Carmen
"Not a problem and understood, much appreciated."

~ To Brohm
As he takes his axe Hexia smiles to him and waves.

~ To Ten
"I have been thank you and yes your items are all ready for you." She pulls up each item onto her counter and presents them. "May they serve you well."

Kiara was lucky that Elves only needed to slip into reverie for two watches, as otherwise she would have been bleary eyed and under slept when she approached Hexia's at first light.

"Hello?"

She called out, knocking lightly on the door.
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"Heelllllloooo~!" A woman's voice sang as she drew attention to herself behind her counter. As per usual her wooden counter remained clear, but the walls of her bazar tent were still filled with an unbelievable amount of her stock on display. "Good morning! How may I help you?" By her response to Kiara's entry it was easy to guess that this woman with long curly brown hair and a nice figure must be the Enchantress she was looking for. She seemed so young, but even with her energetic welcome there was an air of power to her.

"Ah, excellent. I was worried I might be disturbing you coming by this early."

She was eager to get out of the crisp morning air, having frozen her tail off the night before.

"I am Kiara, named Goldentongue by my Patron. You must be the Enchantress Hexia Icewind? It is a pleasure to meet you. I was wondering if you had some time to answer some questions, and hoping to spend enough coin that you'd like me enough to answer them gladly."

She laughed, the sound pure poetry, and set the bag of coins that she'd received from the Governor the night before on the counter of the tent.

"I'm looking to establish a library of lore out here, something to rival any Mage's Academy. Lofty goals, I know, but looking about I can see that this is a place of lofty goals.  Your stock already rivals anything one might find in the metropolises, and the fact that you're outfitting so many adventurers without issue is... impressive to say the least. I hope to one day build something similar, but a library of lore rather than a store of artifice. Do you know of any here who have similar goals and aspirations? Or someone who might be a good starting place?"

She looked at the bag of coins, and let out an exasperated sigh.

"Ah, I've started interrogating you without buying anything first, that's clumsy of me. In your Art, are you adept at making the sorts of Arcane implements that are attuned to the Mantles of one such as I? One whose power comes first from Pact and Patronage?"

Looking to buy a Rod of the Pact Keeper +1

I believe they are 500g?
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"Hmm, yes I am Hexia and this is indeed a place of lofty goals if I can help it. You wanting to build a library of lore is excellent news. It'll be grand to have such a thing so near for access of any who have need, I presume?" Hexia didn't miss a beat as she spoke.

You have the price right for the usual price of that item, but please roll me persuasion.

“That is my intent, yes.”

Kiara said with a bow, her voice somehow filling the room despite its softness. It was her most potent weapon, that voice, and she employed it with devastating effect.

”A tower where the learned could come together to share the wisdom of and knowledge of their respective fields. Though, I’ve yet to work out exactly how I will fill it with books. I’ve a few ideas, but any leads would be most appreciated. How does the town get their supplies? Is there a merchant who passes through? I might start using the coin I acquire from these ventures to fund such an endeavor.”

Lol, natural 20 with a +9!

07:24, Today: Kiara Goldentongue rolled 29 using 1d20+9. 
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"Sounds most excellent!" Hexia said full of enthusiasm. "I'll tell you what, because you are so well spoken and seem quite determined I am willing to give you a hand in your endeavor. A library of knowledge of all sorts open to all in need sounds most brilliant and I would love to be apart of such a thing. I am willing to pay 25% of the cost of the library building as well as chip in an amount for a reward for lore if you do wish to sponsor such an endeavor. Something tells me both Mr. Smith and one of your fellow adventurers would be most interested as well. If you do not know him seek out Alban, he runs an apothecary shop in the Gambit. He has done quite well for himself and from what I understand maintains an interest in the well being and growth of the town. I am happy to donate copies of my research and books to the start of the library once it is built of course. In this case I will not charge for the copies for the library and I will make sure the copies are ready by the time the library is. Oh how exciting, indeed!" She smiled a beautifully wide smile at her current thoughts. "As for the rod, consider it a gesture of good faith that I will only charge you 400 gold for it and not 5." She pulled the very recognizable rod from behind her counter onto the surface. "Fair deal?"

Just to clarify Hexia has agreed to: chip in 25% of the build costs for the library, chip in 25% of the reward for the lore recovery quest, give free copies of her own books and research to the library when it opens, and sell the rod to you for 400 gold.

Kiara's smile was radiant, and utterly heartfelt.

"Ah, Master Enchanter, you cannot know how relieved I am to find like minds in this. I had worried that the idea might have seemed like madness out here, so far away from an institution of learning? I of course accept your generous offer."

She started to remove coins from the purse.

"I will seek out this Apothecary, and see if he would be interested in joining us in this new venture. You have my thanks. I've a little more fund raising to do, a library  to construct, a standard bounty to post, and then we can see about mounting a true dungeon delve for what I hope will become the the cornerstone of the library."

OOC: Heading to Leather and Longings.

On his way home from the Swift Stream tribal village, Santio stopped in with the hope to
purchase a Dagger of Warning.

Entering from Smith’s Gambit Town Hall

Verbannt and Izayah trudged through the snow together, approaching Hexia’s with their raided items in hand. Verbannt was strong enough to use the trident, but unfamiliar with the clunky weapon, and uncomfortable in its use. The chainmail felt even more wrong in his hands, so he would be glad to soon be parted with it.

”Matriarch Hexia of the Icewind, we have returned from our raid!”

He called out, announcing his presence as he usually did so as to surprise no one.

Izayah glanced at his companion then back at Hexia with an amused grin and a questioning look on his face. "Matriarch?" One eyebrow went up. "You been holdin' out on me, Hexia? You get an upgrade an' title an' didn't tell me?"

He smiled wider. "It's good t'see y'again, ma'am."

He looked around the shop with his eyes as he continued. "We were hopin' you'd be able t'give us rough pricin' on a coupl'a magic items we picked up on our last jaunt?"

"Ah, greetings! Well, the title isn't at all inappropriate, given my role in the village, though where I come from, it might be a strange thing to call a woman with no children, let alone grandchildren. Still, if Verbannt wishes to honor me in such a way, I will gladly accept. Though someday, I hope he will allow me to call him by a more honorable title."
She looked at the items Verbannt held out to display. "A Trident of Fish Command? I'd say 125gp for that... Oh! Is that Elven Chain? How's 2250gp, sound?"

Verbannt lowered his head.

"It was a tittle bestowed me by... the Matriarch of the Bugbears of the Southern Tribes."

He would not raise his gaze.

"It is not a shameful name, it is simply what I am now. It means 'banished' in their tongue."

They might note that he never referred to them as "his" people, "his" tribe, though surely that was what they must have been.

"Well, you weren't banished from here. But if its what you prefer to be called, it's what I'll call you. I wouldn't want to disrespect the Matriarch of the Bugbears of the Southern Tribes," She said politely.

Izayah looked like he was about to make a comment in response to Hexia but as she kept talking, a frown creeped up on his face. He glanced between the two of them, and as more was said, one eyebrow rose. He hadn't known that Verbannt WASN'T a name.

"Um. Alright. People...should be called what they want t'be called. Within reason. I guess."

His eyes flicked between them each once more and then he said, "But, aye, sure, prices sound fair. Doubt we'd get anyone else t'pay somethin' close t'that. It's nice armor, just...not enough protection for me."

A pained look crossed his face.

"I do not mean to be rude, Matriarch Hexia of Icewind. I will try and pass on this wisdom though. Among the Bugbears of the Southern Tribe, the name means that they are not to ask questions about... It is not a warning, it is a shared understanding that the Bugbear which I once was is dead. He is no more, and he will never be again. Not even I know why I am Verbannt, only the Matriarch in her wisdom knows that. She spoke the words, and I obeyed."

Quite a bit of power for a Clan leader to wield, especially if she hadn't even told him why he was uprooted. He suspected, of course, he was not so foolish as that. He'd shared with her his dark dreams and visions the night of his banishmenet. She had held him, and cried deeply at his words, and told him what his fate was to be.

He had accepted it, and made it a part of himself.

---

"I cannot skin walk clad in so much metal."

He had said, when Izayah had spoken on the armor.

"Nor can I strike cleanly with such a broad weapon. Better for me the long knife and the bow."

"Sounds like Smith's Gambit is the perfect place for you, then, Verbannt," Hexia said with a warm smile, "its the unspoken rule there that nobody pries into anyone's past. People are judged for who they are now. As a naturally curious person, it drives me crazy not to be able to dig into everyone's stories, but I respect it. The Rimewood is a land of second chances for those of us from the outside, especially Smith's Gambit." It is true that people of Smith's Gambit have, by and large, left Verbannt alone, and while at first people would gawk, or try to avoid him, most pay him no more attention than they do any other stranger, and strangers in Smith's Gambit practically have to demand attention from anyone who isn't selling something. Most of the folk have formed small groups of friends and kept out of everyone else's business, not hostile to anyone else, but perhaps hesitant to form more attachments than necessary.

Hexia remembered she was talking to customers who might have other business to attend to, and changed the subject, "Anyway... I believe we have a deal. I assume you're splitting this amongst a group? I'll split that last five gold into sliver to make it easier, if there aren't five of you." She quickly, but carefully, counts out 2370gp and 50sp and gratefully accepts the items.

Izayah looked over at Verbannt with narrowed eyes and an intense look on his face. "Oh, I pry! Your past is a puzzle to be solved and opened, laid bare! I..." He suddenly cut off and let out a chuckle. "Yeah, no. The past is behind us, for the most part. Share if you wanna share. Don't if you don't."

He split the money out a bit and slide Verbannt his share. The rest he scooped up and intended to hand out once they got back in to town.

OOC: Looks like 474 gp and 10 sp each.
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”Should your curiosity overwhelm you, then you will have to journey to the Southern Tribes and ask the Matriarch of he who is no more yourself.”

Verbannt answered, and it was unclear if he understood that Izayah was jesting or not.

”I will teach you how to approach their camps without being met with an arrow through the eye, but I cannot save you once that tongue of yours starts waggling.”

Was that a joke? Was that his second joke?

”We have lost some of our companions, we should find more before we venture out into the wilds, unless it is your plan to take this final journey now?”