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[Weirdsound]

Mr. Shredder finds a spot where he can pretend to admire some art while he keeps an eye on the door. He will linger until he sees something interesting, or is thrown out of the museum.

[TALLPANZER]

Day 1-5: Brother Jonathan left the ship and headed for Lower Northedge. First he went to The North Market and bought many bags of rice that was close to going rotten. Then he leased a brewing facility and a team of craftsmen for 5 days, to turn the rice into sour wine. he paid for a week at The Boarding House to sleep after working.

Day 6: Brother Jonathan goes to Morgrave University, to give guest lecturer as a visitor to other worlds.

Day 7: The next day he would head to the Galifan Couture. He bought a Cloak of Protection.

Day 8-21: Brother Jonathan returned to the Church of the Silver Flame in Middle Central Spire. He spent two week training recruits, while learning to fight in his new cloak.

[retromach]

No one was thrown out of the museum. The only thing that was interesting was that an empty cask of wine was being removed. It did, however, belong to one of the Museum's donors, a particular man who would hold a private key. It might be worth a stakeout at a future party. You may select the event 'stakeout the private room' the next time you carouse here if you would like to pursue this matter further.

Brother Johnathan's new cloak fit him well. He knew it's magics afforded some protection in battle, though it took some time at practice before he truly began to notice them.

[Weirdsound]

Day 10: Mr. Shredder books passage to and from Morgrave University to spend a day in the library praticing and transcribing spells (-At least 5 GP. Actual spells TBD)
Days 11-15: The Hobgoblin puts in a standard 5 day work week in at the House Lyrandar Offices. He'll try to work on the manifest and other paperwork for the next Astral Kracken voyage if other house business doesn't consume him in the meantime. (+.5gp)
Days 16-30: Mr. Shredder checks into the common room at the Gold Dragon Inn to 'help' Stella work on the Taser at the Arcanoforge. [Actually training Tinkers Tools] (-15gp, 15/49 Proficiency)

[TALLPANZER]

Day 22-29: Brother Jonathan returned to Lower Northedge and leased a brewing facility and a team of craftsmen for 8 days, to turn the sour wine into Silver rice wine. he paid for two weeks at the boarding house.

Day 30: On the last day, Jonathan went to the Lower Central Spire to sell his new wine, shifting 100 galifars worth to various pubs and restaurants.

[retromach]

It was a chilly day in Sharn. Snow was falling, and Longshadow would pass while you were away. Chevash d'Ghallanda had packed for a feast, with traditional wines, cheeses, sweets, and decorations. Crates were wheeled up the icy causeway as a chill wind blew. The next trip was to another likely candidate star for the Elven port. It was expected to be a 14 day journey.

Kayto d'Lyrandar wore a thick ushanka and long coat. He smoked a cigarette, leaning against the ship's cabin frame as he waited for the loading to complete.

[Weirdsound]

Since he will be out of town for the festivities, Mr. Shredder is already getting a head start on his favorite Longshadow tradition: Tormenting people he dosn't like with terrifying and brutal stories about the Dark Soverigns. Today it is the dockworkers who he deems to working too slow getting an earful.

[retromach]

The dockworkers looked spooked, but one patted a box. "Got our holiday wards here, blessed by the Sovereigns and the Silver Flame. We'll have no trouble at all. Besides, we'll be trillions of miles away from Mabar. Safest place anyone could be."

[Bill Chompski]

Detlas on the other hand is either unaware or uncaring of the holiday, and boards the ship as soon as he can. All he brings is the essentials, which is his gear.
Once on board, he prowls through as much of the ship as he can, searching for anything off or unusual.
Provided nothing of the sort is found, he moves to his quarters and waits.

[Weirdsound]

"Aye." Mr. Shredder agrees with a wicked grin, "Wards help against the magic of the dark six. They are far less helpful if your Bugbear neighbor is feeling particularly overzealous, and decides and break into your home and scoop up your family to serve as sacrifices!"

The Hobgoblin turns away from the dockworkers to climb back onto the Astral Kracken. Waving back at them as he departs, he calls out a hearty "Happy Longshadow!"

[Cynicalwhovian]

Stella moves quietly through the cold and snow. It doesn't seem to faze her in the slightest--she wears a coat, but isn't rushing to get back indoors. By the time she's reached the ship, quite a bit of snow has stuck to her. She brushes it off before boarding, giving a nod to the porters. Truth be told, she had always favored the cold over the heat.

She looks out into the snow flurries, pondering nature.

[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at request]

[Cynicalwhovian]

Stella looks over at Sormias, briefly pondering why she bothered to dust the snow off. "This is likely one of the more profitable times for House Lyrandar to send us, unfortunately. Economic activity slows during this time period, so recovering saleable items would enable them to be sold during the spring rush.

Entities such as these have little care for their employees' personal preferences, unfortunately." She pauses. "Why do you enjoy the cold?"

[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at request]

[Cynicalwhovian]

'I see," Stella responds, eyeing the snowball. "If you would like, I could show you how to make the berries into jam. Doing so would enable them to be stored for extended times." She pauses. "I too enjoy the quiet--it makes for easier meditation."