At a luxurious mansion in Shriekpot...Scott thinks about how to phrase his desire for compensation. He is, after all, a humble and considerate person.
"If it's necessary, do you have any books on the fine points of making golems? Particularly organic brain cases. Or are you able to reverse botched polymorph spells? In either case I would like to apologize to your butler for attempting to murder him."Gimble looks a bit disappointed.
"I am deeply saddened to say I cannot provide either such a book or such a service. I haven't got the right magic, and any literature I possess is rather... unfriendly to the average reader. You can still apologize to my butler, though. Thomas! Come here!"Thomas steps out of the shadows and walks up to Scott.
"Yes, s-s-s-sir?""This man wants to apologize to you.""Ap-pology ac-cepted, s-s-sir."At the enchanted ship of Shriekpot...Sigmund figures that Erin probably needs more bandages. Therefore, he should hunt about for some. Maybe he can find something and not get lost.
Fortunately, there appears to be an apothecary's shop right on the waterfront. Not too far from here, actually. Sigmund goes right in.
Looks like a pretty decent store, he guesses. Got books, got bandages, got creepy idols and fetishes, got a wizened old lady as a clerk, got some potion-making supplies for sale. As well as a bunch of other things. He takes a gander at the bandages available and comes to the conclusion that they have more here than he'll ever need. He checks the price.
It says "Sphagnum Bandages - 10 c/m".
The lady standing at the counter seems to be eying him carefully.
In the captain's quarters of the shrieking ship of Shriekpot...Morton, being mostly done here, wraps all his business up.
"Very well then, thank you for all your help then good captain. I... I don't believe I caught your name, what was it? Mine would be Carter Morton, but most just call me Morton. Or Butler, in some cases. Either way, I wish you calm seas and clear skies captain, and hope to see you again soon, I think we best be getting back to the ship. The offer still stands, if you can't catch us at the ship I believe our destination is Horizon Isles. Someplace about dreams, I believe.""PLEASED TO MEET YOU, Butler Morton. I'd INTRODUCE MYSELF, but I'm NOT SURE WHAT MY NAME IS. It was SOME COMBINATION of Beauchamp, ANNA and Derbin. POSSIBLY ROY AS WELL. Though I may have MADE THAT UP SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WAY. But ANYWAY, I'll try to CATCH YOU AFTER I GET USED TO MY BODY."Morton nods in an imitation of sagacity, then notices that
Niklas is trying to drag him off along with the clam. Since he is done here anyway, he follows, as does the loyal
Kevin. They walk over to the magical ship and try to enter it. However, they are stopped by the captain.
"Sorry, but you can't enter the ship before you have paid for passage."Bummer.
At the Bargain of Ages...Mark, standing around and doing nothing in particular, tries to stick his arm back into its socket.
["Medicine" roll: 3+1]
It sort of fits back in. It's not quite as good as it was, but it's certainly usable, Mark thinks.
Slightly farther away from him, though, actual medicine appears to be happening.
"Come on, Evelyn! You got bandages, don't be stingy.""Fine. You will have your bandages."Evelyn pulls out a whole roll of bandages, then proceeds to fully wrap Erin's hand. Many times over.
"Will that be enough?""Um... yeah? I guess? I mean, ya could've-""I can unwrap it and start over.""Uh, no need."Name: Daniel the Sharp
Gender: Male
Archetype: Skeleton
Biography: A circus acrobat who fell from his tightrope. Consequently, he wasn't a particularly good acrobat, to his (mis)fortune.
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