CH Part 3

[Kuragari]

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Can't remember if Sasha introduced herself or not, so assuming she did

Caryn tags along with Sasha, intent on getting his own instrument fixed as well as chatting up the fellow Bard. "So, what made you decide to try the trade? Meet someone whose voice or skill in the art of dance or song inspire you to join the illustrious, and sometimes infamous, ranks of the Bards?"




OOC Note: At work posted during lunch, will be back on round 4am during break to check

[TCELESBHSUP]

Misc: The half-orc steps up to you once you approach, and begins to take measurements. Hands-on. You barely manage to restrain yourself from socking him one in the jaw for his roaming hands, the man cupping your chest and various other places with indifference. Entirely business. "... Think I have a piece that'll fit you fine. Wait here." He turns on his heels, stepping into his smithy. You figure he'll be a moment- you're stuck out here with Lyris for the time being.

Lynxy: You find it easy to keep up with the halfling, who clearly panics and tries to run faster. She turns into an alleyway, trying to knock things over to block your path, but fails with her feeble strength. She's hardly watching where she's going, and ends up running herself into a wall. There, where you manage to corner her, she whimpers fearfully as she looks up at you.

Motoko: The bowyer gives you a look of utter disbelief. "... Dragon." She states, the elf looking utterly shocked. She absently brushes her long, blonde locks out of her face, her blue eyes looking you over. "And you want affordable." All of her customers seem to be staring at you as well, ranging from guardsmen to veteran hunters.

[Motoko]

Sasha would nod her head "Is that a problem?" she would ask with a curious cock of her head holding up her hand to caryn she would continue "I mean I heard you were the best. Is that too tall an order? hmph guess the townspeople were wrong."

[MiscChaos]

Is... is she getting felt up? Alena thinks she might just be getting felt up! It's only the fact that the half-orc obviously only cares in a professional capacity that keeps her from taking the hands he used to touch her. Still, he could not have gotten done a moment too soon. She's only been fitted for clothing or armor once in her life and the fitter was a female. She thinks she'd rather have it that way from now on. Embarrassed and more than a little ticked, she turns to Lyris and slowly starts trying to let go. The sorceress is right, of course. There's no way she could know the circumstances unless she asks. She releases a long breath that sounds more like a sigh.

"I apologize for my uncouth actions and wholly undeserved frustration towards you. The woman kidnapped freed me from a... rather long confinement and every moment I am not gaining her freedom feels like a waste of time and a betrayal. She freed me almost the instant she found me and it does not feel right that I am not doing the same for her this very second. These feelings are causing me to act rather... brutish. Please know if I act currish, it is likely not any action of your own. It is likely anger at myself and the dragon speaking." She says, placing most of her cards on the table in apology. She doesn't let on just how long her confinement was, nor the quest she was freed in order to embark on, but Lyris has the general gist of things

[Lynxy]

Camilla glares down at the cornered halfling as she catches her breath from the chase. "You're lucky I didn't want to deal with the fuzz for killing you in a marketplace, but it's just you and me now. However, if it's all the same to you, I'd also prefer not to sift through the mess I'll turn you into if you choose to take this further. Turn out your pockets and explain what the hell you were thinking. Follow instructions and maybe I'll let you live." [intimidate if it matters]

[TCELESBHSUP]

Motoko: "Watch your tongue, miss. Finest archer in town, she is." One of the patrons warn you. The bowyer simply looks amused. "Not too tall an order, but... 'Affordable' and dragon slaying never go hand in hand, miss. You're going to need the finest if you want to take down a dragon, and that's damn expensive. Plus, it depends on the kind of dragon. Are we talking gold, bronze, black, red, what?"

Misc: After about half a minute, the half-orc comes out with a rather beautiful piece- from what you can tell, it's a masterwork breastplate made of mithral. "Better than yours. Trust me." He tapped his left eye. "Can tell how powerful magic is. Hand me your mail and I'll give you this for one thousand five hundred gold." He'd laid out his offer- quite the bargain, really, from what you can tell. It's obviously of superior make to your armour at the very least, though you're unsure of the magical property. Perhaps if you casted Detect Magic...

Lynxy: The halfling immediately tosses back your coin pouch, and even her own money, babbling incoherently as she does. From what you can decipher, she's utterly broke and has siblings to take care of- and you can tell that she isn't lying about the 'broke' part. All she could toss to you was four bronze pieces! She's obviously holding back tears and trying not to break down completely before you. How pitiful. Perhaps you could take advantage of her need.

[Motoko]

Sasha nods softly, smiling as she shrugs "red dragon." she would say, admiring the Bowyer and not being subtle about it, she wore her most charming roguish smile. "Now,how expensive are we talking here?"

[Kuragari]

"Considering how tough some dragons can be, not to mention how some are immune to non-magical, I believe its going to be very expensive." Caryn said, browsing about idly as he listened into the conversation. He glances mischieviously at Sasha as he says "I could perhaps aid you in this purchase, but it would cost you..."

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OOC: TCEL, might not be back on til afternoon. Feel free to take control of Caryn, just don't do anything horribly crazy that would require my permission, and think a somewhat nicer version of Jack Sparrow.

[TCELESBHSUP]

Moko: "Well, firstly..." The bowyer waved to her customers. They all cleared out- their purchases would have to wait, it seemed. One flipped the sign on her door for her, which she nodded thanks for. Perhaps this shop was also something of a guild? Who knew. Perhaps she just commanded that much respect in town. "... Your current bow. Hand it here." You do as she says, and she tests the string. It seemed she could pull it back very easily, her tight muscles obviously very powerful. "Yeah... Yeah, if this is properly reinforced for you, I have just the right piece."

She lets the string back into place carefully, making sure not to release it before it was back in its regular position. She turned and bent over, giving you a nice view of her leather-clad rear as she searched through what she had behind the counter. Soon enough, she turned and set a new shortbow on the table- it was obviously made of Darkwood. "This bow's lighter and reinforced the same. Also enchanted so that your aim's truer with it and your arrows'll hit harder. As for arrows to take down a red dragon..." She set down a bundle of twenty arrows, the tips looking almost icy. "Special arrows enchanted with ice. Hit a red dragon with one of these, it'll be hurting something fierce."

She's telling the truth, based on your own knowledge and what you can pick up from her speech and body language. Red dragons are highly vulnerable to cold and ice-based magic. "The bow will go for eight thousand. The arrows for two hundred."

[Motoko]

Sasha sighs and shakes her head checking her gold again before sighing. "I'm strapped for cash at the moment to be honest...She pulls out what she had to spare. putting it on the counter. "My freind was kidnapped by these dragons , thus why this bow is a dream come true. Maybe we can work out some kind of deal?" She would glance to Caryn and shake her head, soon smiling an idea forming in her mind "Me and my friend are bards if we write a song and sing your praises far and wide, would that lower the price...." she smiled thinking this was a good idea....She would give a longing look at the womans figure. Her ten inch cock stirring slightly as she nibbled her lip "as much as I'd like to pay you in other ways....We really don't have the time...Or I'd umm...Jump right on that~"

[TCELESBHSUP]

THIS IS THE LAST POST IN THIS THREAD. AS I'M NOT THE OWNER OF THE THREAD, I CAN'T LOCK IT, SO WE'LL BE MOVING TO THIS THREAD.