Aug 5, 2026 8:40 am
Geros looks at Ozrit leave the place, then turns to his companions and asks: "Does anyone of you need to buy herbs?"
Our Story Begins...
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Aug 14, 2026 7:57 am
Back at the Bierkeller an elf steps into the taproom with a gracious, purposeful gait. She looks like a traveller, but her bow suggests some training for war.She looks around, obviously looking for someone. Her eyes eventually settle on the table where Wilfred and Reinhardt sat, finishing off their respective breakfasts and enjoying the morning ambiance of the taproom. She walked straight towards the two men, removed her bulky backpack, settling it softly on the ground, and sat with the two men.
"Good morning. Iron-eyes tells me you are the caravan guards he’s hired, at least part of the guards, he told me of another two… I am Sibylla, I’ll be joining you, it would seem."
[ +- ] Sibylla’s description
Sibylla looks archetypically elven. Long, flowing, auburn hair match her functional blue robes, which are inscribed with runes of power in the elven tongue. Her eyes are a shade of light honey (between yellow and green) and shine bright with intelligence and mirth; her skin is pale with the suggestion of a greenish tint. She is tall for a woman of her folk (5ft 6 inches), lithe and very agile. When travelling she wears a rather crude dun-colored cloak that covers her light body and the uncomfortable and bulky pack that contains all of her essential belongings. Though she is no warrior, she carries a powerful, recurved composite short bow and a quiver full of arrows. A dagger -- functional tool or actual weapon, one could only guess -- is also on her belt. She is soft spoken, with a velvety, rather deep voice.
"Good morning. Iron-eyes tells me you are the caravan guards he’s hired, at least part of the guards, he told me of another two… I am Sibylla, I’ll be joining you, it would seem."
OOC:
I am assuming Sibylla was hired by Iron-eyes, rather than by Kjaldr (or some other agent of the Baron). That would mean she does not know what the party’s mission actually is, and that she is joining for money, or for some other motivation. If I am wrong in this assumption, I’ll modify her opening line accordingly.Aug 15, 2026 8:07 pm
Zugor and Garos return from the Alchemist. The two Goblins look over at Zugor and one of them walks over and speaks to him in Orcish, "Warrior, we have some knives to sell. Seeing as you are a cousin of sorts we'd like you to have first opportunity to buy one of our finest, we will sell the rest to the merchant here in town. What say you?"
Aug 15, 2026 9:11 pm
Aug 16, 2026 3:43 am
The Goblins invite you over to the table and open a leather roll with several knives on display. There are 7 of them, each about the size of a small to regular size dagger. Each looks somewhat stylized as their grips are each wrapped in leather, with simple, but also decorative crossguards. What draws you to the conclusion that these are more than they seem is that each is made of a blue steel with a grain that reminds you of wood.
"Be warned master Orc, these are very sharp and they keep their edge longer," he says. He pulls one with a black leather grip, a pommel in the shape of a dragon's head. The crossing guard is shaped like a crescent, covering the knuckles.
"This is the best of the best," he says as he offers you to hold it. You find that the balance is incredible and when you test the sharpness, it shaves that inch of your forearm hairs leaving it baby smooth.
"Be warned master Orc, these are very sharp and they keep their edge longer," he says. He pulls one with a black leather grip, a pommel in the shape of a dragon's head. The crossing guard is shaped like a crescent, covering the knuckles.
"This is the best of the best," he says as he offers you to hold it. You find that the balance is incredible and when you test the sharpness, it shaves that inch of your forearm hairs leaving it baby smooth.
Aug 16, 2026 12:30 pm
Aug 17, 2026 2:18 am
"Most common folk are reluctant to trade with us. Only the Merchants, but as you can see...hmmm. I have a proposition. If you like this particular blade, I will let you take it now, in return, you escort us to our village. It's a one day trip. And...carry some of our pack. We travel by foot. What say you?" he says.
Aug 17, 2026 3:53 pm
Aug 17, 2026 8:35 pm
"If you change your mind, we leave within the hour," he says as he packs up the weapons including the dragon blade. The two goblins begin putting their things in order after shaking hands with Zugor.