12.17.2006
Spies
Well, before you start selling stuff, writing love letters, and training, you head over to The Greenhouse. Dr. Sun can cure the poison no problem.
On the way out, Tut, that's when you realize you're being watched. You guys have armloads of stuff you're gonna start to pimp out to the various second- and nth-hand stores in Twilos, but you head back into the shop to grab a pencil so that you can crunch some numbers.
Exiting, you see a group of three cloaked figures you saw before, on the way back from the Factory. They scatter before you can do much of anything. You rejoin your friends and hustle your goods.
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Let's just call it a round 15 gp apiece, taking all the cash, selling the shortswords, crossbows, bolts, and ring, and subtracting the message costs. Not bad!
Dag, you strap on an apron. Theo, you greediliy collect the spellbook.
Thak, okay, you make three copies of the same letter and entrust them to the temple of Mercury. When you say that two of them are going to Onze, the cleric raises an eyebrow. "We've been having trouble getting things to head out that way, as it's rather far from the main shipping lines. Doesn't mean it won't happen, but I wouldn't expect a reply from His and Her Highness anytime soon. Captain Stefan will probably be easier to find, as many of the Kingdoms' captains all know each other."
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Tut begins to train apparently. Azoth, Dag, and Thren can also train up their fighter levels if they want. But you don't get any spells, skills, or hp until a full week of nothing but training has passed. And, we're slowing down time here. So those of you who want to start training, put bags over your heads and you won't be doing shit in game until further notice- I'll tell you when a week is up. Because it's just getting started...
So where are you guys staying? At the Factory, or at R&R?
On the way out, Tut, that's when you realize you're being watched. You guys have armloads of stuff you're gonna start to pimp out to the various second- and nth-hand stores in Twilos, but you head back into the shop to grab a pencil so that you can crunch some numbers.
Exiting, you see a group of three cloaked figures you saw before, on the way back from the Factory. They scatter before you can do much of anything. You rejoin your friends and hustle your goods.
...
Let's just call it a round 15 gp apiece, taking all the cash, selling the shortswords, crossbows, bolts, and ring, and subtracting the message costs. Not bad!
Dag, you strap on an apron. Theo, you greediliy collect the spellbook.
Thak, okay, you make three copies of the same letter and entrust them to the temple of Mercury. When you say that two of them are going to Onze, the cleric raises an eyebrow. "We've been having trouble getting things to head out that way, as it's rather far from the main shipping lines. Doesn't mean it won't happen, but I wouldn't expect a reply from His and Her Highness anytime soon. Captain Stefan will probably be easier to find, as many of the Kingdoms' captains all know each other."
...
Tut begins to train apparently. Azoth, Dag, and Thren can also train up their fighter levels if they want. But you don't get any spells, skills, or hp until a full week of nothing but training has passed. And, we're slowing down time here. So those of you who want to start training, put bags over your heads and you won't be doing shit in game until further notice- I'll tell you when a week is up. Because it's just getting started...
So where are you guys staying? At the Factory, or at R&R?
