Moth Alright, I help myself to a few more of Cinder's worldly possessions. I've already got his gloves and sword, so I'll try not to be too greedy. That being said, the Roos of Holding are mine. Looks like my long quest for shoes is over. I'll yoink the invisiblity potions, being as I'm pretty much the party thief now. I take 203 gp and spend it (and my remaining gold) on healing potions. I leave the other stuff, tempting as it is... what's a +1 roab?

I look at the knight infested City of Greyhelm, thinking. I don't believe Ewok tactics will avail us this time. Is the tart still in shark-cage modded form?

I ask Marivhon about his tree plan.

"Hey, Dave, Fist of the Gods. Interesting faith you've got. Never really done the church thing, not sure if drinking and clobbering is the right faith for me. I'm more into precision and sneaking, y'know, backstabbing and such. What exactly did Odin command you to do? I hadn't heard of that, but it sounds like it'd make great ballad material. I'm kind of a wannabe bard, you see. Never really rapped, with these guys or ever. Is there a place in your act for a lute?"  ¶ 5:09 PM