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<<< PREV | FIRST | NEXT >>>Pilfering through the piles of junk and scraps, you find quite a few things left behind by other adventurers - Jaedan's sword and shield and chainmail shirt amongst them. What follows is a list of what else you find - feel free to "examine" anything for a better description of what it is.
Various bits of cloth, leather and clothing, in various stages of decay - some perfectly wearable, other rotted through.
A few purses and bags with coins - gold and silver mostly.
Quite a few weapons - three axes, a warhammer, an ornate jeweled dagger, a war-staff.
Some armor - a breastplate, a very finely made chainmail shirt, some leather armor and a lacquered metal heater shield with an odd, triangular insignia on it.
A small carved greenish stone figurine of a crouching, bat-winged illithid god.
a bag full of potions - the bottles look like the sort one would put curative potions in
a ten foot long wooden pole
some truly ancient trail rations - probably no longer edible
A strangely colored rock, worn smooth on the edges
a bottle with the mummified remains of a faery inside
two rings - one jade, one silvery metal
Nothing that on first glance says "This will allow you to breath underwater".
By now, the Genesai have vanished from sight into the underwater city, as has Jaedan, but occasional flickers of light speak of the inhabitants traveling the sunken streets, far below...
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(LOVE the link sheild XD thats just so awesome. also when you say bat-winged illithid god you mean illithids as in the squid faced people who like to suck other peoples brains out right?)
meki picks up the ornate jeweled dagger and holds it against her hip looking at marissa "do you think it fits me or would it look better on you?" mekie smiles as she tosses the dagger to the sorceress for an easy catch. mekie will then pick up the bottle with the mummified faery in it taking a close look at it and examine it "awww poor little thing" she sais. shell then scoop up the two rings and roll an apraise check as she examines them as well.
meki picks up the ornate jeweled dagger and holds it against her hip looking at marissa "do you think it fits me or would it look better on you?" mekie smiles as she tosses the dagger to the sorceress for an easy catch. mekie will then pick up the bottle with the mummified faery in it taking a close look at it and examine it "awww poor little thing" she sais. shell then scoop up the two rings and roll an apraise check as she examines them as well.
Ne'Nfr perks his ears, calming slowly, thorugh he doesn't completely put away his weapon as he joins Mekie in looking around- taking interest in that mummified fairy- especialy as mummification tends to be... fairly common... in the culture he comes from, after all. He also looks over that Chain Shirt with a bit of interest..
The fairy in the bottle does not appear to be mummified in the Anubian tradition, but simply naturally mummified(dried to the point of preservation) by being sealed up in the bottle. The poor thing was probably being used as a light, then forgotten by some adventurer here until nothing was left of it but a sad little dried body.
The chain shirt is still silvery and shiny despite age, and on closer inspection appears to be made out of woven strands of some silvery metal, rather then links. It looks very finely made and light...
The chain shirt is still silvery and shiny despite age, and on closer inspection appears to be made out of woven strands of some silvery metal, rather then links. It looks very finely made and light...
Na'Nfr takes the time to shake his head sadly, then utter a soft "May you forever rest your weary soul in the grace fo the gods." to the poor Faerie, before gently opening it's bottle and setting it on a raised bit of the rock, in a way- the anubian is giving the faerie's spirit, as he views it, the freedom it was not given in life by that forgetful, cruel adventurer that abused the thing.
The anubian watches the jar for a short bit, eyes filled with a pity that is almost.. well- not many saw the anubian swordsage ever shed a tear in training.. but he does now- his kohl smearing a little from a tear softly trickles from each eye before he blinks, making sure to stem that pity, that needless shedding of water, before he turns back to the others, and glances at that underground waterway of the Water Genesai and comments a soft "The spirit should never me imprisoned, even if it's just a faerie." quietly.. almost sounding more like a woman than the effeminate male he is.
The anubian watches the jar for a short bit, eyes filled with a pity that is almost.. well- not many saw the anubian swordsage ever shed a tear in training.. but he does now- his kohl smearing a little from a tear softly trickles from each eye before he blinks, making sure to stem that pity, that needless shedding of water, before he turns back to the others, and glances at that underground waterway of the Water Genesai and comments a soft "The spirit should never me imprisoned, even if it's just a faerie." quietly.. almost sounding more like a woman than the effeminate male he is.
D'oh! I missed that you appraised it as well...
The dagger has a decent edge and is quite ornate - more so then it needs to be. The handle is plated in a nice gold and it has some very nice gold scrollwork inlaid down the blade. A large ruby in the hilt seems quite valuable. You'd guess the whole thing is probably worth about 450 GP - to the right person. Something like this is so ornamental, you might have a problem finding a buyer!
The dagger has a decent edge and is quite ornate - more so then it needs to be. The handle is plated in a nice gold and it has some very nice gold scrollwork inlaid down the blade. A large ruby in the hilt seems quite valuable. You'd guess the whole thing is probably worth about 450 GP - to the right person. Something like this is so ornamental, you might have a problem finding a buyer!
Whault maintains his distance from the piles for a few minutes until curiosity gets the better of him and he begins to inquisitively poke through the clutter.
He briefly examines the war staff and breastplate, but the green figurine particularly captures interest. Muttering a quiet, "well hello there," he gingerly plucks it up to inspect it a little more closely.
He briefly examines the war staff and breastplate, but the green figurine particularly captures interest. Muttering a quiet, "well hello there," he gingerly plucks it up to inspect it a little more closely.
The mention of "brain sucking" elicits a grimace from Whault as he holds the figurine away from himself at arm's length. "Well… I can take a look at this later…"
Grabbing a scrap of cloth off the ground, he quickly wraps the figure into a little bundle and stuffs it in a pocket.
He looks towards Mekie briefly before turning his attention towards the shield. "You really think that'd suit me? I'm not quite sure it's my style."
Grabbing a scrap of cloth off the ground, he quickly wraps the figure into a little bundle and stuffs it in a pocket.
He looks towards Mekie briefly before turning his attention towards the shield. "You really think that'd suit me? I'm not quite sure it's my style."
mekie grins and helps the favored soul don the sheild on his left arm "ohh yes its quite becomeing i think." she then picks up the war staff and gives it to him in his right hand "ohhh a mighty preistly warrior. i think im going to blush" she sais playfully and flirtashiously as she places her hands on the top of his new sheild and grins at him amorously over her fingers.
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