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Louis's underwater search roll: 1, Fail terribly!
Louis finishes his swim with a quick dive to the bottom of the pool. Doesn't seem to be anything of interest; the people you see here must take care of their living space and rarely litter. After a brief and unintended breath of water, you resurface and cough your way back to the group.
It looks like a great deal of commerce is being simplified by a banking transaction. Alyssa makes some trades to get a new (and fine) sword, with the old one going to Louis. This takes the two of them out of "dibs" on the remaining loot, which comes to 90 kg of shiny, shiny opal. Or, more accurately, credit written on a piece of parchment.
As the gentleman from Cornu works on that, others make inquiries. Tohil asks about local wildlife, in particular whatever donated the bone for the expensive lifedrink bludgeon on sale. "There are a lot of creatures out beyond the common ones," Etrigan says. "Alarming things in the deep--sometimes literally. I've never seen a live sucker-faced freak myself, only dealt with the carcasses brought in by the rare survivor. They . . . " he hesitates. "It's hard to tell what's damage from combat and what's a freak's natural shape. I just know that, when you meet them, there are a lot of them."
If he was going to say anything more, he's interrupted.(Let's call it, uh, a combat maneuver)
Gary's express-yourself-by-violence-but-not-actually-hurt-yourself roll: 6, Fail by succeeding!
Damage roll (1d4-1): 1-1 = 0!
(Whew)
Gary, his face planted firmly against a wall, is accosted by a woman with a battle axe. "No vandalism!" she calls out. "We have to live here!"
A moment later, a "tink!" sound draws attention to Bob, wielding hammer and chisel against a stalagmite. The axe becomes redirected. "And the same to you!"
"There we are," says the gentleman finishing the last line of graphite on the letter of credit. He confirms the total with you, folds the parchment, and seals it with a blob of sealing wax. Hmm, never seen such a teal-colored wax before.The letter of credit is now in the wheelbarrow, where it is presumably pinned under a rock for safe keeping. I have updated all character sheets.
I sold lots of stuff except for the special ores and leather (iron and so on don't have any "special" purpose, so they went bye-bye). There is still a
standing jellyfish in a wheelbarrow: as pointed out, it's perfectly good food, and is a very recent kill. And, of course, there are the bones from the
rock hydra. No one has any loose
opal after this math effort.
Louis (dustywayfarer): I initially misread who was doing what, and was thinking of
Bob (magmaholic) when it came to splitter wands. I've since put my head back on and incorporated your offer of a couple of wands to help
Alyssa Alpine (Rautherdir). Since
Bob was buying two new wands anyway, I swapped possession around a little and saved everybody on expense to exactly the same net result. Convenience!
Dustan (Dustan Hache): You said you'd accept 80% for your loot instead of 100%, but by backtracking to 100% and adding that excess to other people's leftovers, I was able to save another unit of
glowstone that
Alyssa is carrying for later use. I figured that the communal good was a higher priority than "logic" or "temporal sequence of events."
'Cause we've been here long enough. Are we ready-ish for whatever comes next?