Aneira grinned at the man.
"You may think there's something with pirates, and I may think there's something with pirates, but I'm still not going to talk about these supposed pirates. After all, pirates do lots of bad things in the world. It'd be dangerous to associate yourself with them. But papers, yes, I can sign those."
She followed the man, glad that soon she'd be the owner of a beautiful horse.
"Aye, that they do, miss. That they do... Richard says before opening the door. It seems the the papers are already one the desk, which raises the question of whether Alice and Richard habitually eavesdrop on each other or if they talked about it beforehand. Alice is still trying to avoid Aneira's gaze.
"Now if you could just sign your name here, here and here," Richard says while pointing at various lines,
"Sparks'll be as good as yours provided I get my money."...Names. Names. Great. Hopefully no one would notice his within the mercenary listing after everything that happened today and their distance from his own home, but...
Martyn pulled a small notebook from his pocket with a piece of charcoal, scribbling something on a page and ripping it out. This he passed to Edward.
"See to it these things are purchased. I'll meet up with the group again after you leave town."
With that, he turned away, pulling the hood of his cloak back up over his head. He could just camp in the wilderness outside of town. Bandits worried him a good deal less than the current occupiers of Sarles.
"I'll see to it, Martyn, and I'll be sure to inform Geoffrey as well." Edward says as he looks over the list, pleased that he wouldn't be riding on hope alone when purchasing supplies. He stored the note in his robes and took out his Worm tome, frowning at the few missing pages.
I suppose they could use an upgrade of firepower, much like myself...
"Attention everyone, while we are still in town I'll be purchasing some supplies for the road, among other things. If you want me to get you something, feel free to ask. I should be able to get it for you."
Shaking his head grandiosely, Ekul slumped onto a seat and ordered half a pint of watered down ale, can't trust fresh water in these parts, and downed it quickly. As what little alcohol content existed in the ale worked its wonders, Ekul sat up straight.
"Well, Peter, if you've never seen a pegasus up close in your life, now's your chance. Know any particular good places to buy magic tomes though? Seeing all those mages slinging their spells around makes me feel like I should probably put what I learned in the academy to good use."
At the back of his mind, the Itolian pondered on the merits of speaking to this Edward or Sarrani people for advice on picking the right sort of dark magic tome to purchase...with reward funds off course.
"There's one outside?!" Peter nearly runs out of the inn then and there; however, Ekul's second question stopped him.
"Well, there is a nice lady who sells medicine by the blacksmith's shop but I dunno if she sells magic books." With that Peter runs outside and tries to find the pegasus. After a bit of searching he finds it and just sort of... stares at it, awestruck.
Dahzel shrugs, a little hesistant at first, but hey, he really needed the thing checked out. He wades through the military ranks, hoping to spot a smart person or something.
Dahzel walks through the ranks with little trouble, most of the soldiers appear to be relaxing and are not bothered by his presence. He sees plenty of smart looking people but they are engrossed in their books and outright ignore him. As he continues on one of them finally stops him.
"You... I sense magic flowing from you. You have come seeking answers to it, no?"
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