Girvan Adventure Epilouge

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I suppose we look at the papers at the sheriff's first</div> <div> Dukejr01: after breakfast and a wash</div> <div> Missiledine: they will be happy to show them to you... Lacking photographs, and a proper offset printing and engraving process, you are forced to</div> <div> rely on descriptions. These are naturally pretty vague, but you can determine that almost every member of the gang has some reward on him.</div> <div> Ranging from the big one on the Albino, the second biggest on the Hunchback and from there dropping to as low as $50 on several of the lessor</div> <div> members</div> <div> Dukejr01: okay. Corren does his best to commit them to memory. </div> <div> Missiledine: not knowing exactly who you killed, but assuming the minimum values, you left maybe $600 laying in the woods</div> <div> Dukejr01: do they just need their heads?</div> <div> Missiledine: that would do</div> <div> Dukejr01: k, for future reference.</div> <div> Dukejr01: well, corren commits them to memory as best as he can, then we move out for Drunmore, I suppose.</div> <div> Missiledine: beheading corpses is only acceptable if they are wanted men... just lopping off anyones head for good measure is not</div> <div> Dukejr01: okay. gotcha</div> <div> Missiledine: </div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren keeps a wary eye out for suspicious guys watching them.</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Missiledine: ok... Rolb looks much better, though he is still a bit stiff</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Dukejr01: is he keeping the second wounded horse?</div> <div> Missiledine: hang on... brb</div> <div> Dukejr01: k</div> <div> Missiledine: back... my son wanted me</div> <div> Dukejr01: okay</div> <div> Missiledine: yes, Rolb sells the horse ( I really need to work on him a bit)</div> <div> Dukejr01: k. just curious. once healed I thought it would be a better horse than teh one he has now. no matter</div> <div> Missiledine: you leave Girvan after breakfast and a stop at the Watch barracks</div> <div> Dukejr01: well, we head out as soon as we can. any other armed parties coming in/going out? in particular rivals for the reward.</div> <div> Missiledine: you head south, back to Drunmore. Since you are both riding you can expect to make much better time</div> <div> Missiledine: none that you see</div> <div> Missiledine: btw, are you taking the chest?</div> <div> Dukejr01: good. we wanna avoid ambushe.</div> <div> Dukejr01: yes.</div> <div> Missiledine: on what?</div> <div> Dukejr01: hmmm.... welll if its that heavy I suppose we can leave behind.</div> <div> Missiledine: well, it's full of rocks and dirt</div> <div> Dukejr01: lol. I suppose its usefulness as a decoy is over.</div> <div> Dukejr01: leave it</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> <div> Missiledine: riding you quickly come to the scene of so much violence....</div> <div> Dukejr01: that is us.</div> <div> Missiledine: there is no one about on the road at the moment</div> <div> Dukejr01: k.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb rides over to the area of the last fight</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Think we should take to the woods a bit?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren follows</div> <div> Missiledine: "Nah, I was a thinkin that the bodies mit be here about still."</div> <div> Missiledine: unfortuneately they are not... all that is left from the fight is the dead horse</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods and assists. alert for watchers. etc</div> <div> Dukejr01: hmmm.....</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Think we will see them again in a diggerent form?</div> <div> Dukejr01: different</div> <div> Missiledine: "Bloody necromancers..." Rolb mutters</div> <div> Dukejr01: "gonna have to kill em again"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Lets get the hell outta here fer now."</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb turns his horse back to the road</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren suits word to action</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb will kick the pace up to a canter... saying, "They'll spend a few days lickin their wounds... Might even cross the Varsol to get outta</div> <div> the Duchy."</div> <div> Missiledine: "But I'm sure we'll be herein from them agin."</div> <div> Missiledine: </div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods. "Aye. Got any friends who owe you a favor? We could use some help"</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb laughs at that... "My few survivin friends are scattered all ta hell an gone."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren grunts. "Maybe the Church'll have some advice. I'll ask when I tithe."</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb just snorts....</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren shuts and keeps a lookout</div> <div> Missiledine: you ride for about four hours, before you see the bridge across the Lendalfoot River... this is one of a handful of big bridges in the</div> <div> kingdom and it is a toll bridge</div> <div> Dukejr01: I remember, 3 bucks for horse and man</div> <div> Missiledine: glad you remembered</div> <div> Dukejr01: lol</div> <div> Missiledine: once across the bridge you are back in Gemmatus... less than an hour later you pass through the gates of Drunmore</div> <div> Dukejr01: What is Rolb's plan in Drunmore? Corren is thinking of hitting he armourer's immediately, sell the loot at same time commission some stuff.</div> <div> Dukejr01: after lunch that is.</div> <div> Missiledine: sounds like a plan</div> <div> Dukejr01: okay. Corren grabs lunch from a street vender. on the way to the armourer's. Corren is looking for a Dwarf smithy</div> <div> Dukejr01: also want to lose some weight in coin before it gets stolen.</div> <div> Missiledine: well, when you get done buying, you'll be a lot lighter!</div> <div> Dukejr01: yup. as of my last calculation I will have 998 bucks left</div> <div> Dukejr01: 990</div> <div> Missiledine: not a bad purse full</div> <div> Dukejr01: no its not. thus the money belt. I figure keep some for emergencies and expenses. I fugure I will spend a couple hundred more. perhaps on Leena</div> <div> Missiledine: lol</div> <div> Dukejr01: women are expensive.</div> <div> Missiledine: what about Lindi?</div> <div> Missiledine: ;-)</div> <div> Dukejr01: she is nice too... but all things considered. she is better off without Corren until Sharkey is dead</div> <div> Missiledine: good point</div> <div> Dukejr01: There is also the issue of Corren not plannign on marriage anytime soon,. not fair to the wife. a fling maybe.</div> <div> Missiledine: fair to whom?</div> <div> Missiledine: Lindi?</div> <div> Dukejr01: Well, Corren is not settling down and becoming a farmer. a wife would have to follow around after an itenerant lifestyle, never knowing if her husband</div> <div> will ride off and never come back again. </div> <div> Dukejr01: not fair to the woman.</div> <div> Missiledine: my, we are planning ahead... you haven't even gotten a kiss from the girl!</div> <div> Dukejr01: uh. tavern wenches are one thing. they live the reality. a girl who is the niece of a Druid is another.</div> <div> Missiledine: lol</div> <div> Dukejr01: even if she just wanted a summer fling, it will require some time and tender care on Corren's part. Time is somethign he is not long of right now</div> <div> Dukejr01: anyway. lets buy some shit</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren is idly intersted in what Rolb is going to do with his take.</div> <div> Dukejr01: but hat is another matter</div> <div> Missiledine: it's not hard to find the street of armmourers and weapon smiths, it's actually several blocks worth. The only place with a better market</div> <div> place for this stuff is Glenluce. Drunmore is the last major city before the desert, or the first major one depending on which direction your coming</div> <div> from</div> <div> Dukejr01: cool.</div> <div> Missiledine: Glenluce will give you easier access to Dwarven stuff, though there are Dwarven smiths here as well. But Drunmore gives you a lot of</div> <div> exposure to desert wares</div> <div> Missiledine: </div> <div> Missiledine: What happened there?</div> <div> Dukejr01: dunno</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Missiledine: I typed a page and a half</div> <div> Dukejr01: I types a space and hit return.</div> <div> Missiledine: </div> <div> Dukejr01: oh. wow!</div> <div> Missiledine: strange, lost a sentence</div> <div> Dukejr01: my last is desert wares</div> <div> Missiledine: never mind</div> <div> Dukejr01: k.</div> <div> Missiledine: to continue: what exactly are you looking for?</div> <div> Dukejr01: well, corren looks around looking for an armoureer who can supply prince grade chainmail and/or a duke grade spear. might commission them separatly.</div> <div> chain first</div> <div> Dukejr01: since dwarves re the only one sho can make prince grade. look for one of them</div> <div> Missiledine: ok... there are several shops that bear Dwarven inscriptions along with Velitar, one in particular catches your eye. It looks a tad more</div> <div> prosperous then the others</div> <div> Dukejr01: hmmm... well, go for he best. Corren can afford it right now.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren points it out to Rolb.</div> <div> Dukejr01: dismount and tie off horse.</div> <div> Missiledine: he will come with you...</div> <div> Dukejr01: okay. if he is buying stuff,. Corren wll let him dicker first. experience you see.</div> <div> Missiledine: The shop is neat and ordered, there are racks of weapons, wooden trees with helms and shields... bits and pieces of armor on</div> <div> display... A human, male, is at work polishing a greave when you come in. He looks up, "May I help you gentlemen?" </div> <div> Dukejr01: k</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Aye. I'd like to commission a prince grade chainmail corslet."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Indeed sir. One moment while I call my Master!" He hurries back through a curtain</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks at the weapons. he has armoury. any Duke grade?</div> <div> Missiledine: they are all excellent quality and well crafted, but no, nothing like that sitting out near the door</div> <div> Dukejr01: okay.</div> <div> Missiledine: about a minute later the curtain is pushed aside and a stout dwarf comes out, followed by the man you spoke to "This is Master Gerlund."</div> <div> Missiledine: "So, you are looking to buy some armor young man?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I am Corren, Master Gerland. Yes, I'd like a prince grade chain corslet made."</div> <div> Missiledine: "ah, byrne length or hauberk?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Byrne"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Byrne, very well. Tolly, bring me my tape and tablets." To you he says, "Please step back here and remove your armor. You may</div> <div> keep the padding for the moment."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren does so.</div> <div> Missiledine: he leads you back through the curtain to an office area. There is another door from behind which you hear all manner of hammering</div> <div> and tapping going on...</div> <div> Missiledine: They have you stand in front of them and they procede to take all manner of measurements... Height, weight, arm length, waist,</div> <div> chest... etc This is with the padding on. Then they have you remove it and they do it all over again.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "A coif of the same quality to match as well" Corren adds as they are working.</div> <div> Missiledine: Other then terse instructions to 'Tolly' Master Gerlund rarely speaks</div> <div> Missiledine: The Dwarf nods and then takes measurements of your head, neck etc</div> <div> Missiledine: "I would recommend fresh padding." Gerlund says</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Good idea. One concern, I expect that I will be growing rapidly over the next few years. that is one reason for the chain rather than</div> <div> plate. will it be difficult to refit?</div> <div> Missiledine: "Hmm. No, but don't take it to some thumb fisted twit.. bring it back here or get someone else who isn't a half wit to do the work."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I will leave that work to a Dwarf, Master Gerland"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Do you plan on keeping the...leather," he says it with clear distaste, "arms and leggings?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I will want them reinforced with metal, as well. Probably new sets entirely."</div> <div> Missiledine: "leather?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren grins. "Aye. for now."</div> <div> Missiledine: Allow me to suggest a set of Vambraces and greaves rather then... leather."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I doubt I can afford the very highest quality, vambraces and greaves. but now that you mention it, that would do much to increase my</div> <div> protection. Some of my concern is stealth."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Stealth? Hmm, well a surcoat worn over armor will help muffle the clinks, and help keep it cleaner as well."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Greaves do not need to encase the foot, instead the start from the top of the foot and extend up to the knee."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods. "I planned on that. yes. light vambraces then. Boots are light chain reinforced.... "</div> <div> Missiledine: "If you opt for a hauberk, rather than the byrne, the mail will extend down past the top oif your knee and overlap the greaves"</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Missiledine: "Do you want a pair of vambraces? Most fighters who make extensive use of a shield only get one for the sword arm."</div> <div> Missiledine: 8-)</div> <div> Dukejr01: "One vambrace for my right. But no hauberk. I need mobility for my particular needs. However, a standard cassis to go over my coif</div> <div> would be useful"</div> <div> Missiledine: The man makes a note on the tablet...</div> <div> Missiledine: "All metal cassis?" He asks</div> <div> Dukejr01: "yes"</div> <div> Missiledine: At last the dwarf is finished...</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Missiledine: He sits down on a stool, takes the tablet from Tolly and makes a few notes..."Hmmm, uhm hmmm....hmmm."</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Missiledine: </div> <div> Missiledine: I will be switching the costs of Duke Grade swords and Polearms... I think that was an error</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Missiledine: that is fine... no matter how good the blade is, it is still a wooden haft, though it may be reinforced a bit</div> <div> Dukejr01: okay. I am ready for the sticker shock.</div> <div> Missiledine: The dwarf looks up, "That will come to three hundred, seventy Nobles ($3,700) with three hundre up front."</div> <div> Missiledine: (That includes spear, padding, one vambrace, cassis metal) and byrne mail)</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Dukejr01: k</div> <div> Missiledine: padding yes. surcoat, no</div> <div> Missiledine: they don't usually do those... but its $25</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I can pay it all in advance, would that help the any?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "I'll have it ready in a month." Gerlund adds</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Missiledine: "That always helps." The Dwarf actually seems to smile</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Missiledine: no, dwarves don't barter on this grade work</div> <div> Dukejr01: okay</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren merely pays him.</div> <div> Missiledine: "You want a spear as well?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "What length blade will that be? and how long a shaft?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Missiledine: </div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren shows him his spear. "This long but with the blade slightly narrower and two fingerwidths longer" he demonstracts.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Do you want a narrow, long blade or a shorter, wider blade? The shaft can be made to any length from five to ten feet."</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Missiledine: He examines it, makes a note. "Do you want it with the boar head?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: not THAT spear.</div> <div> Dukejr01: his original one.</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> <div> Dukejr01: I assume Correns main fighting spear is his height.</div> <div> Missiledine: commonly, but it can vary</div> <div> Dukejr01: gotcha</div> <div> Dukejr01: the boar spear is backup and, well, for boars.</div> <div> Missiledine: right</div> <div> Missiledine: </div> <div> Dukejr01: yes.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb will have watched all this with interest, finally he stretches and says, "Well Master Gerlund, now that yer done with the lad, let us</div> <div> talk a bit about what I might be wanten."</div> <div> Missiledine: The dwarf smiles, it's turning into a good day....</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren re-armours once he is done. but stays to watch Rolb.</div> <div> Dukejr01: once thru there, Corren goes to make some more purchases. a half hour before supper, he calls it a day. and heads on over to the</div> <div> Crow unless Rolb has anything else</div> <div> Missiledine: ok, I'll email you with a description of what Rolb plans on doing</div> <div> Dukejr01: no worries. only idly curious.</div> <div> Missiledine: haven't worked out all the numbers yet</div> <div> Dukejr01: understand</div> <div> Dukejr01: to the Crow!</div> <div> Missiledine: lol</div> <div> Missiledine: Ok, you and Rolb retire to the Crow</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren is planning on a relaxing evening. A hot private bath. a rich meal, and one of each kind of beer they have. and where can I get</div> <div> laundry done?</div> <div> Missiledine: it is already getting dark when you leave the dwarf and finish your shopping etc... It is supper time by the time you get to the Crow</div> <div> Dukejr01: okay.</div> <div> Missiledine: the inn can arrange that</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks around the room for people he recognizes..... rival parties, bandits, and the feminine persuasion.</div> <div> Dukejr01: of course. he takes care of the horse first. tips the inn boy a buck.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren will rubdown the hore himself. and look over the tack.</div> <div> Missiledine: no one hostile jumps out at you... you do see several comely wenches, some clearly occupied, others available</div> <div> Dukejr01: no Leena?</div> <div> Missiledine: she is around</div> <div> Missiledine: when she sees you, she comes over with a squeal!</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Hi!"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren kisses her. </div> <div> Missiledine: she will happily settle in with you, asking all kinds of questions about what you have been doing, etc</div> <div> Missiledine: how much do you plan on telling her?</div> <div> Dukejr01: "We were successfull enough that I would like to take you shopping tomorrow. But, Leena..." Corren takes her hand and says quietly,</div> <div> "Its best if we are quiet about what we did for now. I am sure the story will get around, and then we'll tell all. But not tonight, okay?" He smiles at</div> <div> her.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Okay... Shopping?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Yes. I thought you would look nice in a red silk dress... but maybe you should pick the color."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ooooh!"</div> <div> Dukejr01: </div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren gets a room and spends some time in the tub. arranges laundry and orders a fine meal and lots of beer for himself - and</div> <div> Leena if she is not occupied with other customers.</div> <div> Missiledine: a nodto the inn keeper, and a few bucks to cover her time away, and she's yours for the duration</div> <div> Dukejr01: Done.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren hands out the Victory cigars he bought before we left. one for each of us. Corren also gets Rolb a jug of VV and spots him a</div> <div> meal to celebrate.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb will sit back with a smile and hook himself anothe lass, pulling her onto his lap while he drinks</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb is more a pipe man, but he'll make an exception</div> <div> Dukejr01: lol.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Lets start a tradition."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Eh? Like what lad?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "The cigars!"</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb laughs, "If you'd like!"</div> </td> </tr></table></body>