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Unread postPosted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 9:36 pm
  

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Charonis takes a drink of the water, gratefully. "The cabana tent should work. As for the smithy, yes, that will do as well, with the impervious to fire enchantment. You don't happen to have any anvils with magical properties, though, do you? Like one that would give the wielder of any weapon created on it bonuses? Also, I saw some magical horsehair brushes back there that are self-cleaning, I should very much like a full set of those."

He nods with a slow smile, the requested tents being brought out by a spindly goblin grunting under the weight of the packages and hoisting them onto the counter. As it scampers back into the back room as a pair of horse brushes clomp along the countertop to the tents. "I'm afraid forging bonuses into a weapon is something beyond even my seemingly limitless capabilities. Best you find a blacksmith that specializes in Dwarven or Kobold forged items to meet your needs there. My forte is enchanting what has already been forged which takes quite a bit more than a hammer and anvil. However, if you take a look down aisles (sic pages) 1 and 2 you will find Magic Sharpening Stones and my special Honing Oil. Used alone or together they imbue whatever weapon you use them on with bonuses to damage, albeit temporarily. Not exactly what you're looking for, I know, but it is currently the best my capabilities can offer. Oh and the Magic Horse brushes have apparently arrived... self cleaning and ready for use. Is there anything else I can provide?"

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Unread postPosted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 10:22 pm
  

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The old man turns back to Eryops and Kendragon with a nod. "Getting you back to the castle, eryops, is a simple matter... just walk right out the door and You'll be within a mile. Don't ask how, just smile and keep walking. As for the blood needed for the attunement... minimal really, but considering the bulk of items you're getting that you'll be needing it for, I'd recommend taking your time with it. You'll only need a drop or two per item though so it shouldn't take more than a couple of days to get everything all set. For the tapestries, i actually have several dozen in stock, including the defensive types. ones woven for entertainment purposes cost only 10,000 gold, defensive types will run you 30,000 each." He takes a step back as the requested footlockers and desks go sliding by, checking the pad and quill again before nudging a foot against one of the lockers. "Ah ah ah... only 6, not 7... I'm sure he'll need more in the future though, so be patient little one... now, the mirror passages... I have a few available... all totaled, 8 currently in stock at the moment, though I can have more ready in a few weeks if necessary. They cost 40,000 gold each and provide flawless transport from one mirror to the other... just touch the keystone on one mirror that corresponds to where you want to go... you'll see a mirror's eye view of the destination to confirm where you're going. Step into the first, you'll step out of the second. The mirror panic room... not readily available at the moment but I can have one set up in a week. That will cost 150,000 gold for a 20'x20' panic room ready and waiting to be furnished the way you like. For security measures, the only people who can access the mirror room are the ones who bind themselves to the room with... you guessed it... blood." The old man chuckles softly with a slow shake of his head before lifting his hand, a cup of tea appearing in his grasp, and sipping gently from it. "Considering your order has gone into the tens of millions, under normal circumstances, a larger down payment would often be required. But it isn't often that I get customers that purchase as much as you and your companions have, and I tend to have a pretty good eye for those that may try a swindle. Your down payment will suffice, good sir. I am confident that you'll be able to pay your tab in full. Especially since the only thing more feared than Naruni Repo-Bots are MY Repo-Demons." With a light laugh he takes another sip from his cup, sits back into a creaky old rocking chair that appears behind him, settling in comfortably with a gentle sigh and looking back up to the wizard. "You'll pardon my repose of course... I am a lot older than I look and can't stay on my feet like I used to... will there be anything else for you, sir?"

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The old man turns back to Eryops and Kendragon with a nod. "Getting you back to the castle, Eryops, is a simple matter... just walk right out the door and You'll be within a mile. Don't ask how, just smile and keep walking."

"Very well, then," says Eryops. "But you did not say if you can do an enchantment to increase the speed of the blade. If you can, that would be great, and I should like the armor enchanted to be impervious to cold, if that is possible. If not, I'm sure we can figure something out once I return." With that, Eryops leaves, pleasantly surprised to see the door open onto familiar hillside.
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"As for the blood needed for the attunement... minimal really, but considering the bulk of items you're getting that you'll be needing it for, I'd recommend taking your time with it. You'll only need a drop or two per item though so it shouldn't take more than a couple of days to get everything all set."

"Very well, then we should get the blood draw out of the way soon," Kendragon says.
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"For the tapestries, I actually have several dozen in stock, including the defensive types. Ones woven for entertainment purposes cost only 10,000 gold, defensive types will run you 30,000 each."

"I should like at least six of the entertainment type," the wizard says. "What sort of selection do you have? Maybe something with battle scenes would do, and something with dragons in a mating flight. As for the defensive ones, I imagine those will take a command word as the Peepers do, and I would prefer them to have some sort of gas attack rather than anything which might damage the furniture."
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He takes a step back as the requested footlockers and desks go sliding by, checking the pad and quill again before nudging a foot against one of the lockers. "Ah ah ah... only 6, not 7... I'm sure he'll need more in the future though, so be patient little one..."

"Go ahead and make it seven, then. I am sure my son Draco can use a new footlocker, especially one with Dimensional Envelope," the wizard smiles.
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"Now, the mirror passages... I have a few available... all totaled, 8 currently in stock at the moment, though I can have more ready in a few weeks if necessary. They cost 40,000 gold each and provide flawless transport from one mirror to the other... just touch the keystone on one mirror that corresponds to where you want to go... you'll see a mirror's eye view of the destination to confirm where you're going. Step into the first, you'll step out of the second. The mirror panic room... not readily available at the moment but I can have one set up in a week. That will cost 150,000 gold for a 20'x20' panic room ready and waiting to be furnished the way you like. For security measures, the only people who can access the mirror room are the ones who bind themselves to the room with... you guessed it... blood."

"I shall have to have my son and daughter come in for blood draws as well, then, so as to allow them access to the passage and panic room." The wizard looks around absently for a moment and then comes back to full attention. "I shall want the passages to go to most of the rooms, so I will need a total of 20 of the mirror passages. As far as furniture for the panic room, I was of the impression that the mirror created duplicates inside the room of everything that the mirror reflects. No matter, though, just add additional furniture to mirror the ones in my bedroom, which is where I should think I will have it situated, unless you think it would be better to have in a hallway. You did not address the matter of having the mirrors with personality for the bedrooms, to act as advisors..."
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The old man chuckles softly with a slow shake of his head before lifting his hand, a cup of tea appearing in his grasp, and sipping gently from it. "Considering your order has gone into the tens of millions, under normal circumstances, a larger down payment would often be required. But it isn't often that I get customers that purchase as much as you and your companions have, and I tend to have a pretty good eye for those that may try a swindle. Your down payment will suffice, good sir. I am confident that you'll be able to pay your tab in full. Especially since the only thing more feared than Naruni Repo-Bots are MY Repo-Demons."

"Truth be told, I had not anticipated spending quite so much, but rest assured I am good for it," the wizard confirms. "There is easily 200 million in my treasure room alone."
JuliusCreed wrote:
With a light laugh he takes another sip from his cup, sits back into a creaky old rocking chair that appears behind him, settling in comfortably with a gentle sigh and looking back up to the wizard. "You'll pardon my repose of course... I am a lot older than I look and can't stay on my feet like I used to... will there be anything else for you, sir?"

"The next order of business is the kitchen. As I have no servants currently, I was wondering if you have any independently functioning appliances which could aid in the preparation of meals and the like."

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Unread postPosted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 6:14 pm
  

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Gryphon Chick wrote:
Charonis takes a drink of the water, gratefully. "The cabana tent should work. As for the smithy, yes, that will do as well, with the impervious to fire enchantment. You don't happen to have any anvils with magical properties, though, do you? Like one that would give the wielder of any weapon created on it bonuses? Also, I saw some magical horsehair brushes back there that are self-cleaning, I should very much like a full set of those."

He nods with a slow smile, the requested tents being brought out by a spindly goblin grunting under the weight of the packages and hoisting them onto the counter. As it scampers back into the back room as a pair of horse brushes clomp along the countertop to the tents. "I'm afraid forging bonuses into a weapon is something beyond even my seemingly limitless capabilities. Best you find a blacksmith that specializes in Dwarven or Kobold forged items to meet your needs there. My forte is enchanting what has already been forged which takes quite a bit more than a hammer and anvil. However, if you take a look down aisles (sic pages) 1 and 2 you will find Magic Sharpening Stones and my special Honing Oil. Used alone or together they imbue whatever weapon you use them on with bonuses to damage, albeit temporarily. Not exactly what you're looking for, I know, but it is currently the best my capabilities can offer. Oh and the Magic Horse brushes have apparently arrived... self cleaning and ready for use. Is there anything else I can provide?"
"I'll take the Sharpening Stones and six ounces of the Honing Oil. If the oil works as well as you say, I'll be back for more eventually. So you don't know where I might learn to forge weapons so they have greater damage capacity (bonuses)? Pity, I really would like to learn.
"I saw some Barding of Pegasus while browsing, apparently meant to give a horse the ability of flight... Any way you could fit it to work on a Centaur?"

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Unread postPosted: Wed Jan 09, 2013 5:34 pm
  

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Hmmm, still waiting on a response to my last post and it's been a week now since JuliusCreed has been online...

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Unread postPosted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 3:48 am
  

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the door bursts open revealing a stout dwarf his face covered in soot his red beard blackened. you dont know what troubles you most his lack of a left arm or the lack of his right eye. "Gorumn One-Eye Blacksmith and hero of DwarvenDale," he says loud and boisterously pointing his stump for an arm in your direction as he does so, "as ye kin see I could use a hand and I hear ye the best at such things!" his one eye sizing you up.


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Hmmm, still waiting on a response to my last post and it's been a week now since JuliusCreed has been online...

As of now, it is two weeks since he has been on the forums at all.

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A rather loud explosion is heard from the back room followed by plumes of grey brown smoke and a litany of curses in over a dozen different languages, most of them centering largely around the apparent lack of size of some un-named demon lord's manhood and exactly what said demon lord and his hideously deformed mother can go do with said undersized manhood in a local no tell motel. A few moments later, the old man himself stumbles out through the beaded curtain, smudged from head to toe in soot and ash with a small fire burning on his sleeve that he quickly smacks a hand over to put out and smiling to the gathered crowd with an apologetic expression. "I am so sorry, my most loyal and devoted customers and welcome newcomers. Due to some previously uncontrolled technical difficulties I was sucked away by a dimensional vortex and held prisoner in limbo until I could fix some higher power's problem... some insane creature that called itself 'Internet Provider'... anyway, the difficulties have been resolved and I can assure you any orders that have come in during my absence will be seen to as soon as I get a few other domestic things settled down and I will be able to tend all of your needs in as quick and efficient a manner as possible. I beg only your patience and understanding over the next couple of days during this rather hectic time. For those of you who have been waiting for current orders, particularly the wizard furnishing his castle and the Centaur awaiting word on a suit of Pegasus Barding, you have my most profound apologies for the inconvenience and an assurance of a 25% discount from your total order for your troubles. Again, thank you for your patience and understanding." With a gentle smile and a short bow he turns and heads back into the back room, a glowing black sword nearly twice his size appearing in his hand as he bellows a curse and apparently engages some hideously roaring creature that begins rampaging behind the curtain with a horrendous crashing sound.

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Unread postPosted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 3:31 pm
  

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A rather loud explosion is heard from the back room followed by plumes of grey brown smoke and a litany of curses in over a dozen different languages, most of them centering largely around the apparent lack of size of some un-named demon lord's manhood and exactly what said demon lord and his hideously deformed mother can go do with said undersized manhood in a local no tell motel. A few moments later, the old man himself stumbles out through the beaded curtain, smudged from head to toe in soot and ash with a small fire burning on his sleeve that he quickly smacks a hand over to put out and smiling to the gathered crowd with an apologetic expression. "I am so sorry, my most loyal and devoted customers and welcome newcomers. Due to some previously uncontrolled technical difficulties I was sucked away by a dimensional vortex and held prisoner in limbo until I could fix some higher power's problem... some insane creature that called itself 'Internet Provider'... anyway, the difficulties have been resolved and I can assure you any orders that have come in during my absence will be seen to as soon as I get a few other domestic things settled down and I will be able to tend all of your needs in as quick and efficient a manner as possible. I beg only your patience and understanding over the next couple of days during this rather hectic time. For those of you who have been waiting for current orders, particularly the wizard furnishing his castle and the Centaur awaiting word on a suit of Pegasus Barding, you have my most profound apologies for the inconvenience and an assurance of a 25% discount from your total order for your troubles. Again, thank you for your patience and understanding." With a gentle smile and a short bow he turns and heads back into the back room, a glowing black sword nearly twice his size appearing in his hand as he bellows a curse and apparently engages some hideously roaring creature that begins rampaging behind the curtain with a horrendous crashing sound.

Having had a messenger wait at the entrance to the shop, just outside the door, for the old man to return, the elven wizard had gone about his business in meeting with his son at the ship docks. The dragon, Rezzidoo, transformed into elven form, had arrived at the shop but joined the wizard and his family in town on holiday once it was clear that the old man was not ready for him. Once the old man returns, the messenger informs him that he shall notify them at the inn and have them return to the shop.
In due time, the elven wizard Kendragon arrives with Rezzidoo, who transforms into full fire dragon size and awaits having his image rendered for use in decorating the furniture.
[Please review my previous posts for any unaddressed issues as well, including the advisor-type mirrors, appliances for the kitchen, the response regarding the tapestries, and an additional Dimensional Envelope footlocker being accepted for the son, Draco.]

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Unread postPosted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 1:26 pm
  

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For those of you who have been waiting for current orders, particularly the wizard furnishing his castle and the Centaur awaiting word on a suit of Pegasus Barding, you have my most profound apologies for the inconvenience and an assurance of a 25% discount from your total order for your troubles. Again, thank you for your patience and understanding." With a gentle smile and a short bow he turns and heads back into the back room, a glowing black sword nearly twice his size appearing in his hand as he bellows a curse and apparently engages some hideously roaring creature that begins rampaging behind the curtain with a horrendous crashing sound.
Okay, good to know. I had pretty much almost given up on hearing back on it.

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The old man exits the curtain with a wide grin, a little scorched and dusty around the edges but no worse for the wear, tossing a broken sword to the side as he saunter back to his awaiting customers, giving each an apologetic nod as the quill and notebook float to his side. "Greetings once again my most valued and loyal customers. My apologies for my untimely departure, but for the most part I am back and ready to do business. Now first the easier part... yes lady centaur I can get you a set of Pegasus Barding fitted to your fram and, for the inconvenience, I will not only waive the standard customization fee, I will knock 50% off of the base price and throw in a full set of any style of Magic Horseshoes I have in stock, free of charge." With a warm smile he offers a friendly hand to her as Bubbles, the rather demonic looking fairy, zips out from the back room to hover before the wizard's assistant with a toothy grin, its voice rolling out in a smooth baritone. "As for you good sir, your Master has quite a bit left to fill on his list..." With a loud snap of its tiny fingers, the spindly Goblin shuffles out bearing a large leather bound book, straining with all its might to carry its immense 20 lb weight over to Rezzidoo, dropping the tome to the floor and paging through it. "Squeeb there will take care of the art stuff... don't worry, it's a rune book so even Nunder Tunder the Wonder Blunder there can't mess it up... as for the rest of the items on the list so far... the extra footlocker has been added to the list and the tapestry selection is second to none... as stated previously entertainment and security types are available... as for particular designs, you'd have to take a look at the selection to see if anything fits what you desire... if you can't seem to find what you're looking for, we can arrange a sit down meeting with our on call weaver who will be happy to fill whatever order you like with a replace/reweave or refund guarantee. If you're not satisfied with your tapestry's appearance or playback, we will make you a brand new one, again to your specifications, or refund your money, no questions asked. Appliances for your kitchen... a lovely selection available... ovens of various types and sizes, ever cold refrigerators, ice makers... for lack of a better way of putting it, I wouldn't be surprised in more than half the cast of Beauty and the Beast were on loan to Disney from this very shop. All at ridiculously low... or high, prices, depending on how generous you Master wants to be with his treasury. As for the mirrors... those are a touchy item..." The fairy flits a little closer to the assistant with a conspiritory glance. "You didn't hear it from me, but the old man has a few mirrors in back that might be along the lines of what your master seeks... but they're awful expensive... can't tell you why... putting a price on magical objects is a concept I find rather alien, but if it lets me live in relative comfort, who am I to argue, am I right? Anyway, when he's done schmoozing with the pretty little filly over there, ask him about the Angel's Looking Glasses... tell him you heard a rumor or something... he'll fill you in..." Giving a thumbs up and a sly wink, Bubbles flits off, pulling a tiny whip from his waist and snapping it harmlessly off the top of Squeeb the Goblin's head, urging him on like a sled dog, the belabored Goblin grudgingly grunting his annoyance at the tiny pops of leather against his gleaming bald pate as he shuffles his way back to the back with the book, muttering "Jobs done..." as he's herded away to the back room.

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The old man exits the curtain with a wide grin, a little scorched and dusty around the edges but no worse for the wear, tossing a broken sword to the side as he saunter back to his awaiting customers, giving each an apologetic nod as the quill and notebook float to his side. "Greetings once again my most valued and loyal customers. My apologies for my untimely departure, but for the most part I am back and ready to do business.[
"Good, good," the elven wizard smiles.
JuliusCreed wrote:
Now first the easier part... yes lady centaur I can get you a set of Pegasus Barding fitted to your frame and, for the inconvenience, I will not only waive the standard customization fee, I will knock 50% off of the base price and throw in a full set of any style of Magic Horseshoes I have in stock, free of charge."

Just noticing the other customer, the elven wizard is taken aback as the old man is so obviously flirty with the half-horse.
JuliusCreed wrote:
With a warm smile he offers a friendly hand to her as Bubbles, the rather demonic looking fairy, zips out from the back room to hover before the wizard's assistant with a toothy grin, its voice rolling out in a smooth baritone. "As for you good sir, your Master has quite a bit left to fill on his list..." With a loud snap of its tiny fingers, the spindly Goblin shuffles out bearing a large leather bound book, straining with all its might to carry its immense 20 lb weight over to Rezzidoo, dropping the tome to the floor and paging through it. "Squeeb there will take care of the art stuff... don't worry, it's a rune book so even Nunder Tunder the Wonder Blunder there can't mess it up..."

Rezzidoo poses as he gets ready for his image to be immortalized.
JuliusCreed wrote:
"...as for the rest of the items on the list so far... the extra footlocker has been added to the list and the tapestry selection is second to none... as stated previously entertainment and security types are available... as for particular designs, you'd have to take a look at the selection to see if anything fits what you desire... if you can't seem to find what you're looking for, we can arrange a sit down meeting with our on call weaver who will be happy to fill whatever order you like with a replace/reweave or refund guarantee. If you're not satisfied with your tapestry's appearance or playback, we will make you a brand new one, again to your specifications, or refund your money, no questions asked."

The wizard nods, finding all to be agreeable so far.
JuliusCreed wrote:
"Appliances for your kitchen... a lovely selection available... ovens of various types and sizes, ever cold refrigerators, ice makers... for lack of a better way of putting it, I wouldn't be surprised in more than half the cast of Beauty and the Beast were on loan to Disney from this very shop. All at ridiculously low... or high, prices, depending on how generous you Master wants to be with his treasury."

"I think we are agreed that the quality of the merchandise is more important than price," the wizard asserts. "I am interested in your cold 'refrigerators', a large oven worthy of cooking for feasts, and numerous cupboards with the Dimensional Envelope spell for the kitchen, if you have them."
JuliusCreed wrote:
"As for the mirrors... those are a touchy item..." The fairy flits a little closer to the assistant with a conspiritory glance. "You didn't hear it from me, but the old man has a few mirrors in back that might be along the lines of what your master seeks... but they're awful expensive... can't tell you why... putting a price on magical objects is a concept I find rather alien, but if it lets me live in relative comfort, who am I to argue, am I right? Anyway, when he's done schmoozing with the pretty little filly over there, ask him about the Angel's Looking Glasses... tell him you heard a rumor or something... he'll fill you in..."
"Will do," the wizard says, still slightly annoyed that the old man left him waiting.
JuliusCreed wrote:
Giving a thumbs up and a sly wink, Bubbles flits off, pulling a tiny whip from his waist and snapping it harmlessly off the top of Squeeb the Goblin's head, urging him on like a sled dog, the belabored Goblin grudgingly grunting his annoyance at the tiny pops of leather against his gleaming bald pate as he shuffles his way back to the back with the book, muttering "Jobs done..." as he's herded away to the back room.
"Very well," Rezzidoo says, relaxing his pose and magically transforming back into the form of an elf. "You did say that I would have a chance to select furniture as well, did you not, Wizard? What might they have in the way of furniture which might be pleasing to a dragon?"

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Unread postPosted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 7:36 pm
  

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The old man exits the curtain with a wide grin, a little scorched and dusty around the edges but no worse for the wear, tossing a broken sword to the side as he saunter back to his awaiting customers, giving each an apologetic nod as the quill and notebook float to his side. "Greetings once again my most valued and loyal customers. My apologies for my untimely departure, but for the most part I am back and ready to do business. Now first the easier part... yes lady centaur I can get you a set of Pegasus Barding fitted to your frame and, for the inconvenience, I will not only waive the standard customization fee, I will knock 50% off of the base price and throw in a full set of any style of Magic Horseshoes I have in stock, free of charge."
Charonis takes the old man's hand as he leads her off to be fitted for the barding, blushing. "Normally I don't find bipeds all that charming. You must have a spell at work," she says.
"After I get fitted for the barding, you will have to inform me on the types of horseshoes you have. I seem to recall we already discussed the stealth horseshoes, so those were bought and paid for, I believe. What do you have in the way of horseshoes that light afire the ground they come into contact with and do extra fire damage when used in combat?"

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The short noble elf returns to the shop, dressed in an ivory linen ruffled shirt with a "Greek key" pattern embroidered in gold thread around the bottom, black wool britches, with the usual double belts with a rapier and whip attached, boots, and a half circle crimson cashmere wool hooded cloak with 3 mithril chains attaching tightly to the elf. With a warm glowing smile he lifts his hood, his long blond hair braided, and says "Hello, I'm baaack...And how is everyone's favorite uncle today? I know, it has been awhile, but I have been busy. But finally have time to visit." as he looks around the shop for some items on his list. "Um, do you have any more of these ever burn logs? If so, I need to get about 2,500 logs? A mixture of hickory and cedar....And 10 palo santo wood for myself? The tower is rather hard to heat in the winter months. Oh and I know it's asking a lot, considering you probably make a lot off of the chips, but could you also get me some pieces of sandalwood and agarwood and enchant them with the ever burn spell? About 5oz of each should be prefect. I do love the smell. And the solders on watch do so appreciate the undergarments you've enchanted, but they are wearing rather thin. I will need to do a major bulk order of 5,000 of those to give the cleaning mages a break. And the squires and pages have all out grown theirs but the good thing is they hand down what they can't wear. And I don't know what you did to their undergarments but they are holding together a lot better then the adults, but then again they aren't always out fighting."

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The old man gives Charonis a wink with a sly little grin as he brings his lips within a hair's breadth of the back of her hand, Bubbles the demon faerie flitting out from the back room, tucking away his tiny little whip with a smirk and lighting on his shoulder to whisper in his ear. "I assure you milady, the only spell that has been cast here, besides the Sanctum I keep in place, has been the almighty Discount. Victims are powerless against it and tend to suffer from fits of excessive friendliness or at least grudging tolerance of the caster." Giving Bubbles a brief nod, he smiles again before rising. "If you will please follow my assistant here, he will see to getting your armor fitted and compiling a list of the horseshoes I have available. I have another customer to tend to with quite a sizable order that needs to be finished and he has been awaiting my return as long as you have."

With a short bow, he turns and heads over to the wizard with an apologetic smile, the quill and notebook floating over with him. "My sincerest apologies good sir. Just trying to clear up some of the easier deals before I settle into finishing what we have. Now, I believe Bubbles has cleared up most of the lighter portions of this, the extra footlocker, your concerns about the tapestries and such... Let's deal with your kitchen... Dimensional Envelope cupboards are easily done. I'll need an idea of how large your kitchen is so we can figure out about how much cabinet space you'll need. Most castles I've seen in my lifetime, you're probably going to need about a dozen or so of the larger ones with a few medium and smalls to fill in the odd gaps. Prices for them are identical to the Closets we've already discussed." The old man pauses a moment to glance down, seeing the Goblin Squeeb presenting the image of Rezzidoo in the book and nodding slowly. "An excellent rendition Squeeb... and a very good angle to work with. I trust this will suit your needs for the appearance of everything, sir? As for the refrigerators, two different styles come to mind that would suit your needs... first, the larger of the two. It has the advantage of having a greater storage capacity and adjustable temperature levels, but it will have to be built and enchanted on sight since it's essentially a separate room with an elemental intelligence bound into it. The other is smaller, prebuilt and relatively portable, though you'll need a sizable wagon to transport it. It measures out as a 10x15x10 metal box with runes of cold engraved into it, keeping the internal temperature of the box at a constant 34 degrees, not quite enough to freeze, but certainly enough to be quite chilly. Both models will cost you about 500,000 gold." With a light smile he takes up a steaming cup of tea as it floats by, taking a sip from it before settling it back on the saucer and letting it float on. "As for stoves... If you don't mind, I'd like to send a consultant to your castle to have a look at your kitchen, specifically the hearth that is likely already built in there. I can make you a good custom stove and oven from there that should be able to handle any size banquet you can throw at your cooks. Again, the exact style of heating will be left to you, either elemental or runic, as well as being able to handle the mundane wood and coal routines. And, while she's there, she can take a few notes on cabinet space estimates and other minor details for outfitting your kitchen. Considering the earlier inconveniences, I am of course willing to waive the usual consultation fees."

Giving a glance to Rezzidoo, he smiles gently with a respectful bow. "Friend dragon, I can only offer you the humble workings you can see here along the line of furnishings and pray you find anything suitable for one of your stature. Of course, if you have any ideas or suggestions for anything you might wish to have, you've only to ask and I will do everything within my meager capabilities to accommodate your requests."

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The short noble elf returns to the shop, dressed in an ivory linen ruffled shirt with a "Greek key" pattern embroidered in gold thread around the bottom, black wool britches, with the usual double belts with a rapier and whip attached, boots, and a half circle crimson cashmere wool hooded cloak with 3 mithril chains attaching tightly to the elf. With a warm glowing smile he lifts his hood, his long blond hair braided, and says "Hello, I'm baaack...And how is everyone's favorite uncle today? I know, it has been awhile, but I have been busy. But finally have time to visit." as he looks around the shop for some items on his list. "Um, do you have any more of these ever burn logs? If so, I need to get about 2,500 logs? A mixture of hickory and cedar....And 10 palo santo wood for myself? The tower is rather hard to heat in the winter months. Oh and I know it's asking a lot, considering you probably make a lot off of the chips, but could you also get me some pieces of sandalwood and agarwood and enchant them with the ever burn spell? About 5oz of each should be prefect. I do love the smell. And the solders on watch do so appreciate the undergarments you've enchanted, but they are wearing rather thin. I will need to do a major bulk order of 5,000 of those to give the cleaning mages a break. And the squires and pages have all out grown theirs but the good thing is they hand down what they can't wear. And I don't know what you did to their undergarments but they are holding together a lot better then the adults, but then again they aren't always out fighting."

The old man gestures slightly with his left hand, slowing everything in the room to a snail's crawl before striding over to the noble with a broad grin and hugging him like a long lost friend. "Welcome, welcome! It has been far too long! Trust me, I can understand the concept of being busy, as you can readily see..." He gestures around the time frozen room with a soft chuckle "As for what you need, of course... anything you like. Paolo Santo wood is going to cost you a bit extra though... it's been a rough season for my materials supplier and his stock has been ravaged by some hard times... Not to worry though, it shouldn't be more than a 25% increase... the rest will come in at standard costs. As for enchanting wood chips... why not just get a couple logs of the desired types and shave them down yourself... saves a heck of a lot on enchantment costs. The cold resistant underwear... I'm glad it's so greatly appreciated. I know it's breaking down by now, which is why I've had my weavers working on more of it since we last met. I've already got a full shipment ready, enough to completely resupply your men. And, I've taken a page from a few tailors I know and incorporated a few methods that should have these lasting a lot longer than the other stuff. Just bring in the old stuff and I'll have the new garments shipped out to you, no charge save for a small shipping fee. Just call it a free upgrade. As for durability, considering everyday wear and tear and occasional heavy stress, I can safely say any of these items should last you at least two years before starting to show any serious wear. Of course, any serious damage... rips, tears, sword cuts and so on, will need to be repaired... I'm just talking about everyday wear and maybe a fight or two a week for your men. Anything beyond that, you'll likely need to replace them in just over a year." He takes a sip from his cup with a slow smile, a Mai Tai appearing in his free hand as he offers it to you. "Got time for a drink?"

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With a short bow, he turns and heads over to the wizard with an apologetic smile, the quill and notebook floating over with him. "My sincerest apologies good sir. Just trying to clear up some of the easier deals before I settle into finishing what we have. Now, I believe Bubbles has cleared up most of the lighter portions of this, the extra footlocker, your concerns about the tapestries and such... Let's deal with your kitchen... Dimensional Envelope cupboards are easily done. I'll need an idea of how large your kitchen is so we can figure out about how much cabinet space you'll need. Most castles I've seen in my lifetime, you're probably going to need about a dozen or so of the larger ones with a few medium and smalls to fill in the odd gaps. Prices for them are identical to the Closets we've already discussed."

The wizard lays out the floorplan of the castle on the counter. "The kitchen walls have not been firmly established yet. You see here where the stairs come up from the treasure room," the wizards says, pointing to a 30 foot by 30 foot space between where the first of the dining rooms has been marked out, "I had planned on establishing the kitchen within this space. You are quite right, about a dozen larger cabinets and a half dozen smaller should do. I had thought of having them made now and put in one the walls are built. The architect is an elf named Light Sky, if you would like to consult with him, and he is in town now, it would be only a small matter to summon him."
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The old man pauses a moment to glance down, seeing the Goblin Squeeb presenting the image of Rezzidoo in the book and nodding slowly. "An excellent rendition Squeeb... and a very good angle to work with. I trust this will suit your needs for the appearance of everything, sir?"

The elven wizard looks over at the book and gives a quick nod. "If it would not be too much trouble, maybe you could make up a couple of larger tapestries using this image. It is rather imposing and it would do to have it for over the thrones in the reception area to be imposing, you see."
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"As for the refrigerators, two different styles come to mind that would suit your needs... first, the larger of the two. It has the advantage of having a greater storage capacity and adjustable temperature levels, but it will have to be built and enchanted on sight since it's essentially a separate room with an elemental intelligence bound into it."

"Oh, my, we will need Light Sky, then," the wizard says, calling over the page he has at the doorway and scribbling a quick note to be taken to the architect elf.
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"The other is smaller, prebuilt and relatively portable, though you'll need a sizable wagon to transport it. It measures out as a 10x15x10 metal box with runes of cold engraved into it, keeping the internal temperature of the box at a constant 34 degrees, not quite enough to freeze, but certainly enough to be quite chilly. Both models will cost you about 500,000 gold."

"I will take both kinds, as it sounds like the second is perfect for sending with the Barking Frog Regiment on their missions. Torc's wagon is more than up to the task of carrying it, I'm sure," the wizard says.
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With a light smile he takes up a steaming cup of tea as it floats by, taking a sip from it before settling it back on the saucer and letting it float on. "As for stoves... If you don't mind, I'd like to send a consultant to your castle to have a look at your kitchen, specifically the hearth that is likely already built in there. I can make you a good custom stove and oven from there that should be able to handle any size banquet you can throw at your cooks. Again, the exact style of heating will be left to you, either elemental or runic, as well as being able to handle the mundane wood and coal routines. And, while she's there, she can take a few notes on cabinet space estimates and other minor details for outfitting your kitchen. Considering the earlier inconveniences, I am of course willing to waive the usual consultation fees."

"The only existing hearth is one to the rear of the entry hall, here," the elven wizard points, "quite a bit of a ways from where I had intended to put the kitchen. It vents plasma and heat from an active volcanic fissure. I am not sure if it is appropriate to use as a heating source. One I have the architect here, perhaps he can discuss with you how to create a secondary vent or perhaps how to put in a separate hearth."
The elven wizard takes a quill in hand and makes several quick notations on the parchment of the floor plan. "Runic style of heating is preferential to elemental, but I shall leave that to you to discuss with the architect."
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Giving a glance to Rezzidoo, he smiles gently with a respectful bow. "Friend dragon, I can only offer you the humble workings you can see here along the line of furnishings and pray you find anything suitable for one of your stature. Of course, if you have any ideas or suggestions for anything you might wish to have, you've only to ask and I will do everything within my meager capabilities to accommodate your requests."
"I would like to have a Master's Throne for the reception hall when in elf form, which the wizard appears to have neglected to purchase for me," Rezzidoo growls. "Along with an enormous couch for my leisure needs while in dragon form, fully impervious to fire, of course.
"Oh, and any furniture in the castle that CAN be made impervious to fire, you should do so, as I would not want to be held responsible for the destruction of so much valuable furniture that the wizard is spending so much valuable gold for.
"Speaking of treasure, do you have any substances which might remove any potential curses from items, or perhaps something to simply clean off non-living remains which might still cling to metal taken off the dead?"
Just then, the page arrives with a blond elf clad in sky blue who is wearing a pair of goggles and a smith's apron. "May I present Lord Light Sky," the page announces, "summoned as requested, m'Lord."

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The old man gives Charonis a wink with a sly little grin as he brings his lips within a hair's breadth of the back of her hand, Bubbles the demon faerie flitting out from the back room, tucking away his tiny little whip with a smirk and lighting on his shoulder to whisper in his ear. "I assure you milady, the only spell that has been cast here, besides the Sanctum I keep in place, has been the almighty Discount. Victims are powerless against it and tend to suffer from fits of excessive friendliness or at least grudging tolerance of the caster." Giving Bubbles a brief nod, he smiles again before rising. "If you will please follow my assistant here, he will see to getting your armor fitted and compiling a list of the horseshoes I have available. I have another customer to tend to with quite a sizable order that needs to be finished and he has been awaiting my return as long as you have."
"Very well, then," Charonis says. "Lead on, Bubbles..."

Charonis cooperates fully in getting fitted and waits patiently for further information on the forepromised list of shoes...

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The old man gestures slightly with his left hand, slowing everything in the room to a snail's crawl before striding over to the noble with a broad grin and hugging him like a long lost friend. "Welcome, welcome! It has been far too long! Trust me, I can understand the concept of being busy, as you can readily see..." He gestures around the time frozen room with a soft chuckle "As for what you need, of course... anything you like. Paolo Santo wood is going to cost you a bit extra though... it's been a rough season for my materials supplier and his stock has been ravaged by some hard times... Not to worry though, it shouldn't be more than a 25% increase... the rest will come in at standard costs. As for enchanting wood chips... why not just get a couple logs of the desired types and shave them down yourself... saves a heck of a lot on enchantment costs. The cold resistant underwear... I'm glad it's so greatly appreciated. I know it's breaking down by now, which is why I've had my weavers working on more of it since we last met. I've already got a full shipment ready, enough to completely resupply your men. And, I've taken a page from a few tailors I know and incorporated a few methods that should have these lasting a lot longer than the other stuff. Just bring in the old stuff and I'll have the new garments shipped out to you, no charge save for a small shipping fee. Just call it a free upgrade. As for durability, considering everyday wear and tear and occasional heavy stress, I can safely say any of these items should last you at least two years before starting to show any serious wear. Of course, any serious damage... rips, tears, sword cuts and so on, will need to be repaired... I'm just talking about everyday wear and maybe a fight or two a week for your men. Anything beyond that, you'll likely need to replace them in just over a year." He takes a sip from his cup with a slow smile, a Mai Tai appearing in his free hand as he offers it to you. "Got time for a drink?"

"Not a problem on the palo santo.....How much for the logs?" he asks a bit nervously, hoping it will ONLY be in the upper 5-lower 6 digit range for the agarwood.

"Yes, of course, I have time. Thank you. Any news or gossip of note you may have heard that I should know about? Oh, and I came to warn you...There have been a band of thieves that have been successfully looting magic shops in near by fiefdoms. If, for some reason, they should come here; I do advise caution. They don't care to kill bystanders and they have found away around the sanctum spell, and with the stuff their packing they are quite the force no one wants to dead with."

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Uncle Remus gives the wizard a smile and reassuring nod as the quill scribbles away, bowing slightly to the architect at his timely arrival. "Of course, of course. I'm sure we can manage to work out a solid plan for your kitchen. Runic heating I can deliver on for you. Shouldn't take more than a week to get everything set up and enchanted once the planning stage is over with. Yes I can have my weavers get to work on a couple of tapestries of Rezzidoo right away. I believe Bubbles has already informed you of my custom work guarantee policy. For the smaller refrigerator, I'm guessing you already have an idea of where you want it placed so I'll get the one I have available crated up right away. I'm sure the laborers can handle the details from there. As for reinventing your hearth, no need if it's too much trouble... remember, I am here to provide for you." He offers Rezzidoo a charming smile and reassuring nod as he turns to him." Of course... throne and ciuch, both impervious to fire, as is everything else on the list so far... he has been rather insistent on that little tidbit for nearly everything... I only hope my supply of salamander skin doesn't run out, or I won't be making very many things impervious to fire after this order gets filled. As for other request... a substance that might remove potential curses from items? I'm afraid you'll need to be a bit more clear on what you mean... not quite sure I'm following you there. As for something to simply clean non-living remains off of metal...?" The old man offers a clean white handkerchief with a smile.

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Uncle Remus gives the wizard a smile and reassuring nod as the quill scribbles away, bowing slightly to the architect at his timely arrival. "Of course, of course. I'm sure we can manage to work out a solid plan for your kitchen. Runic heating I can deliver on for you. Shouldn't take more than a week to get everything set up and enchanted once the planning stage is over with. Yes I can have my weavers get to work on a couple of tapestries of Rezzidoo right away. I believe Bubbles has already informed you of my custom work guarantee policy. For the smaller refrigerator, I'm guessing you already have an idea of where you want it placed so I'll get the one I have available crated up right away. I'm sure the laborers can handle the details from there. As for reinventing your hearth, no need if it's too much trouble... remember, I am here to provide for you." He offers Rezzidoo a charming smile and reassuring nod as he turns to him." Of course... throne and couch, both impervious to fire, as is everything else on the list so far... he has been rather insistent on that little tidbit for nearly everything... I only hope my supply of salamander skin doesn't run out, or I won't be making very many things impervious to fire after this order gets filled. As for other request... a substance that might remove potential curses from items? I'm afraid you'll need to be a bit more clear on what you mean... not quite sure I'm following you there. As for something to simply clean non-living remains off of metal...?" The old man offers a clean white handkerchief with a smile.
"Not everything was requested impervious to fire," the wizard interjects. "The couches initially ordered were not requested as such, nor were the beds, I don't believe. But Rezzidoo does have a point, plus the gargoyle child belches fire from time to time so there is a need for fireproofing EVERYTHING."

"I am more than happy to go over with you any of the layouts of the castle as revised," the architect explains, "but be mindful that there are natural factors of the rock the castle was built into that cannot be altered. The whole place is unstable, being as it is built right over a den of dragons and a volcanic fissures. If we put in the larger of the refrigerators in the area that was set aside for the kitchen, we could expand part of the kitchen to occupy the area of the hearth without having to add a secondary oven, His Lordship would have to simply make due with smaller dining halls, of which he currently has three, which is excessive anyway. What we could do is make one dining hall in the center of the lower floor, with the kitchen centered around the hearth to the back, placing the two tables and larger one in a 'U' formation. It would require knocking out a couple of walls in the dining area is all, none of which are support beams or anything."

"Some of the gold is cursed, as are some of the items stored in the treasure room, because it was looted from magically protected places. What the wizard failed to inform you of is that his son is a pirate," the dragon explains. "None of the gold you have received so far has come from that we believe to be cursed, but it would be nice to have a method of cleaning such items to remove the curses."

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the door bursts open revealing a stout dwarf his face covered in soot his red beard blackened. you dont know what troubles you most his lack of a left arm or the lack of his right eye. "Gorumn One-Eye Blacksmith and hero of DwarvenDale," he says loud and boisterously pointing his stump for an arm in your direction as he does so, "as ye kin see I could use a hand and I hear ye the best at such things!" his one eye sizing you up.
"This gentleman appears to have been waiting quite a while as well," Eryops says as he returns to the shop to check on his armor and sword which were being altered to allow him to transform sizes while wearing them, with other enchantments also.

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Charonis cooperates fully in getting fitted and waits patiently for further information on the forepromised list of shoes...

As promised... thank you for your patience...

Silver Shoes: Constructed of silver and enchanted to be indestructible(silver IS a pretty soft metal after all) they simply allow kick attacks to damage werewolves, vampires and other creatures harmed by such attacks. Still relatively cheap considering the usual cost of an Indestructible enchantment. Cost 100,000 per set of 4

Horseshoes of Thunderous Attack: Horseshoes enchanted with Thunder Hammer, allowing front and rear kicks to deal an extra 2d6 damage and release a booming clap of thunder when they strike. Cost: 50,000 gold

Non-Slip Horseshoes: Appearing as a standard set of iron horseshoes, once applied they allow a horse (or Centaur) to climb extremely steep surfaces, though not completely vertical, with little chance of slipping or falling. Essentially on very steep surfaces, whatever wears these horseshoes gains a Climb skill of 85%. Cost: 2000 per set of 4

Speed Shoes: Finely crafted set of horseshoes with a few odd symbols engraved on the hoof side. When applied, they double the speed of the creature wearing them. However, the wearer still suffers normal fatigue rates. Cost: 5000 per set of 4

Stealth Shoes: A set of iron horseshoes engraved with odd mystic symbols. When shod onto hooves they muffle the sound of the creatures hoofbeats, either adding a +20% to any Prowl skill they may have or grant the creature a base 65% Prowl skill. Cost: 5000 each or a set of 4 for 15,000

As for your earlier request of horseshoes that leave flaming prints behind... nothing immediately in stock, but I believe I can put something together for you, though beyond leaving an easy to follow trail, I can discern no practical use for such a set... perhaps you have something specific in mind for them?

"Just a trail of wanton destruction is all," Charonis muses. "You did say I could have one free set of these, so I choose a set of four Non-Slip Horseshoes. If anyone else in my group wants a set, which I am sure they will, I shall refer them your way." Charonis accepts a set of the Non-Slip Horseshoes and places them within her saddle bag. "I shall be departing for the inn's stable and shall return later to pick up the tents you were custom crafting for me and will let you know if I decide on anything else."

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Hey there! Thanks for coming by the shop. Here's a few things you can find on the shelves;

Cloak of Shadow Meld: Functions as a standard Cloak of Shadows (PFRPG pg 258) with the added bonus of granting the wearer the abilty to Shadow Meld as per the Wizard spell (PFRPG pg 195) This power may be activated up to three times a day for a duration of up to 10 minutes. Cost: 15,000 gold

Stealth Armor: A suit of specially tailored armor, highly popular among thieves, assassins and rangers, usually constructed of chain or double mail, though heavier armor can be made for a higher cost. The armor is enchanted to be noiseless and lightweight as well as a Chameleon enchantment that can be activated up to 3 times a day for 10 melees. Cost: 55,000 gold for Chain or Double Mail, 60,000 for a suit of Scale or Splint, 65,000 for Plate and Chain or Full Plate

Money Changer: An odd device becoming popular with merchants and world travellers, it is a small metal box engraved with strange arcane symbols. It has a few different uses. First, any amount of money or valuables placed in the box, whether gold or silver coins, gems, jewelry or whatever will be transformed into whatever form of valuables the owner desires in equal value. (for example the owner places 250 gold pieces worth of diamonds and silver, and requests it be changed to gold coins, the box will transform them into 250 Gold in gold coins) It can also be used to change the coins' regional origin, like changing Northern gold coins to Eastern. It can change them to Old Kingdom coins as well, but NOT the Old Kingdom Dragon coin. Can only transform a maximum of 5000 gold pieces equivalent per activation. Cost: 2000 gold

Thanks for dropping by. More in the future so check back often. Come back anytime!



The money changer is really nice. I tend to use a unified currency system though sadly.

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The old man gestures slightly with his left hand, slowing everything in the room to a snail's crawl before striding over to the noble with a broad grin and hugging him like a long lost friend. "Welcome, welcome! It has been far too long! Trust me, I can understand the concept of being busy, as you can readily see..." He gestures around the time frozen room with a soft chuckle "As for what you need, of course... anything you like. Paolo Santo wood is going to cost you a bit extra though... it's been a rough season for my materials supplier and his stock has been ravaged by some hard times... Not to worry though, it shouldn't be more than a 25% increase... the rest will come in at standard costs. As for enchanting wood chips... why not just get a couple logs of the desired types and shave them down yourself... saves a heck of a lot on enchantment costs. The cold resistant underwear... I'm glad it's so greatly appreciated. I know it's breaking down by now, which is why I've had my weavers working on more of it since we last met. I've already got a full shipment ready, enough to completely resupply your men. And, I've taken a page from a few tailors I know and incorporated a few methods that should have these lasting a lot longer than the other stuff. Just bring in the old stuff and I'll have the new garments shipped out to you, no charge save for a small shipping fee. Just call it a free upgrade. As for durability, considering everyday wear and tear and occasional heavy stress, I can safely say any of these items should last you at least two years before starting to show any serious wear. Of course, any serious damage... rips, tears, sword cuts and so on, will need to be repaired... I'm just talking about everyday wear and maybe a fight or two a week for your men. Anything beyond that, you'll likely need to replace them in just over a year." He takes a sip from his cup with a slow smile, a Mai Tai appearing in his free hand as he offers it to you. "Got time for a drink?"

"Not a problem on the palo santo.....How much for the logs?" he asks a bit nervously, hoping it will ONLY be in the upper 5-lower 6 digit range for the agarwood.

"Yes, of course, I have time. Thank you. Any news or gossip of note you may have heard that I should know about? Oh, and I came to warn you...There have been a band of thieves that have been successfully looting magic shops in near by fiefdoms. If, for some reason, they should come here; I do advise caution. They don't care to kill bystanders and they have found away around the sanctum spell, and with the stuff their packing they are quite the force no one wants to dead with."

The old man thoughtfully considers a moment before shaking his head. "I can't say I've heard any new or recent gossip lately... between furnishing castles and keeping up with most of the activities in my back room, news has been a rare thing for me to pay attention to. I do appreciate the information on the new thieves running about, though. I'll have to make sure security is tightened a bit around here... perhaps another Baal-Rog on duty would help... or maybe I could talk to Satahlus about that favor he owes me..." He gives a shrug with a quick chuckle. "You never know... oh and the logs should only come in at around 75,000 all told... like I said, the price hike on the Palo Santo isn't really all that much, but it seemed worth mentioning"

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Charonis cooperates fully in getting fitted and waits patiently for further information on the forepromised list of shoes...

As promised... thank you for your patience...

Silver Shoes: Constructed of silver and enchanted to be indestructible(silver IS a pretty soft metal after all) they simply allow kick attacks to damage werewolves, vampires and other creatures harmed by such attacks. Still relatively cheap considering the usual cost of an Indestructible enchantment. Cost 100,000 per set of 4

Horseshoes of Thunderous Attack: Horseshoes enchanted with Thunder Hammer, allowing front and rear kicks to deal an extra 2d6 damage and release a booming clap of thunder when they strike. Cost: 50,000 gold

Non-Slip Horseshoes: Appearing as a standard set of iron horseshoes, once applied they allow a horse (or Centaur) to climb extremely steep surfaces, though not completely vertical, with little chance of slipping or falling. Essentially on very steep surfaces, whatever wears these horseshoes gains a Climb skill of 85%. Cost: 2000 per set of 4

Speed Shoes: Finely crafted set of horseshoes with a few odd symbols engraved on the hoof side. When applied, they double the speed of the creature wearing them. However, the wearer still suffers normal fatigue rates. Cost: 5000 per set of 4

Stealth Shoes: A set of iron horseshoes engraved with odd mystic symbols. When shod onto hooves they muffle the sound of the creatures hoofbeats, either adding a +20% to any Prowl skill they may have or grant the creature a base 65% Prowl skill. Cost: 5000 each or a set of 4 for 15,000

As for your earlier request of horseshoes that leave flaming prints behind... nothing immediately in stock, but I believe I can put something together for you, though beyond leaving an easy to follow trail, I can discern no practical use for such a set... perhaps you have something specific in mind for them?

"Just a trail of wanton destruction is all," Charonis muses. "You did say I could have one free set of these, so I choose a set of four Non-Slip Horseshoes. If anyone else in my group wants a set, which I am sure they will, I shall refer them your way." Charonis accepts a set of the Non-Slip Horseshoes and places them within her saddle bag. "I shall be departing for the inn's stable and shall return later to pick up the tents you were custom crafting for me and will let you know if I decide on anything else."

Bubbles gives a short nod, flashing a disturbingly fanged smile. "I'll let the Master know straight away milady... and thank you for your patronage. Do come again anytime."

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"Not everything was requested impervious to fire," the wizard interjects. "The couches initially ordered were not requested as such, nor were the beds, I don't believe. But Rezzidoo does have a point, plus the gargoyle child belches fire from time to time so there is a need for fireproofing EVERYTHING."

"I am more than happy to go over with you any of the layouts of the castle as revised," the architect explains, "but be mindful that there are natural factors of the rock the castle was built into that cannot be altered. The whole place is unstable, being as it is built right over a den of dragons and a volcanic fissures. If we put in the larger of the refrigerators in the area that was set aside for the kitchen, we could expand part of the kitchen to occupy the area of the hearth without having to add a secondary oven, His Lordship would have to simply make due with smaller dining halls, of which he currently has three, which is excessive anyway. What we could do is make one dining hall in the center of the lower floor, with the kitchen centered around the hearth to the back, placing the two tables and larger one in a 'U' formation. It would require knocking out a couple of walls in the dining area is all, none of which are support beams or anything."

"Some of the gold is cursed, as are some of the items stored in the treasure room, because it was looted from magically protected places. What the wizard failed to inform you of is that his son is a pirate," the dragon explains. "None of the gold you have received so far has come from that we believe to be cursed, but it would be nice to have a method of cleaning such items to remove the curses."


The old man pores over the floorplans with a critical eye, nodding sagely as the notepad flips over and gets a few extra notes scribbled into it by the quill pen. "Fair enough... I'll see to it that everything is fireproofed. It will add a couple of extra weeks to the timeline, but hey... Timiro wasn't built in a day you know. As for the layout of the kitchen, I leave the details to your more than skillful hand, good sir. Whatever you work out, I can work around. Just let me know when the bulk of the work is done on the it and I'll see to it that my part is settled in straight away. As for the cursed treasure... what you need is a form of mass curse removal. That I can offer with this right here... please note however, that it is only a relatively temporary measure until a more thorough and proper Remove Curse ritual can be done..."

Blessing Water: Not to be confused with Holy Water, Blessing Water is used to temporarily counteract the effects of Curses. When applied to a cursed item, the effects of any curse it carries are interrupted and held at bay for 1 week, during which time, the item may be handled without ill effect. Blessed Water may also be used to counter the effects of Deific Curses, but the duration is drastically reduced to only 1 day. Cost: 3000 gold per ounce. About 1/2 ounce is enough to affect any item.

"Just sprinkle as much as you need over whatever is cursed and bring it by... I'll handle any curse removal from there, free of charge."
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the door bursts open revealing a stout dwarf his face covered in soot his red beard blackened. you dont know what troubles you most his lack of a left arm or the lack of his right eye. "Gorumn One-Eye Blacksmith and hero of DwarvenDale," he says loud and boisterously pointing his stump for an arm in your direction as he does so, "as ye kin see I could use a hand and I hear ye the best at such things!" his one eye sizing you up.
"This gentleman appears to have been waiting quite a while as well," Eryops says as he returns to the shop to check on his armor and sword which were being altered to allow him to transform sizes while wearing them, with other enchantments also.[/quote]
The old man glances over with a slow smile and nods as Eryops' armor saunters out of the back room, sword in hand, to stand before him and give a little catwalk turn of display. "Welcome back, good sir... and yes, he certainly has, hasn't he... I do hope his patience has not run out. As for you, your armor and sword, as you can see, are ready and waiting for you. May they both serve you well."

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the door bursts open revealing a stout dwarf his face covered in soot his red beard blackened. you dont know what troubles you most his lack of a left arm or the lack of his right eye. "Gorumn One-Eye Blacksmith and hero of DwarvenDale," he says loud and boisterously pointing his stump for an arm in your direction as he does so, "as ye kin see I could use a hand and I hear ye the best at such things!" his one eye sizing you up.

The old man approaches with a slightly wearied step and an apologetic smile. "Friend dwarf... my sincerest apologies for my lack of attendance and attentions. As you can see, things have been horribly frantic around my shop. Truth be told, you aren't the only one who could use a hand." He chuckles softly and offers an ornate stein filled with a dark foaming stout. "Sorry... I kid... not laughing at you, but rather with you... have a drink and take a look at what I can offer you..."

Helping Hand: Appearing as a complete steel gauntlet and vambrace, the Helping hand is another of Uncle Remus' exclusive Symbiotic Magic Item line. It may be worn normally over the hand and arm of the user, at which time it takes on a sort of life of its own, guiding the wearer's arm and hand through whatever task he or she is performing, adding a +10% to skill performance where applicable OR a +2 to Strike and Parry in combat. (The wearer chooses the bonus the Helping Hand will grant. Once chosen, it cannot be changed) The Helping Hand may also be used to replace a missing hand and arm, Matching the wearer's PS and PP as well as permanently bonding with him. And finally, this amazing device may be attached to the users body as an extra limb! If this is done, the Helping Hand matches the wearer's PS and PP, grants either of the previous bonuses at half strength (+5% skill performance OR a +1 to Strike and Parry) and gives the wearer an extra attack/action per melee round. However, the wearer will suffer from the obvious problems of having an extra arm, ie, needing customized armor to accomodate, as well as kind of, well, standing out in a crowd. The Helping Hand has an AR of 16 with 100 SDC and regenerates lost SDC at a rate of 5 per hour. If the SDC of the Helping Hand is reduced to 0, it will still regenerate normally, but ceases to function until at least half of its SDC has been replenished. Cost: 250,000 gold

"Now, considering my lack of courtesy in helping you promptly, sir... I am willing to give you this fine item for only half price. Quite a bargain if I do say so myself. And, as an added bonus, if there are any, shall we say, personalized adornments you'd like applied... engraving, studwork and whatnot... I'd be happy to apply them free of charge."

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The old man pores over the floorplans with a critical eye, nodding sagely as the notepad flips over and gets a few extra notes scribbled into it by the quill pen. "Fair enough... I'll see to it that everything is fireproofed. It will add a couple of extra weeks to the timeline, but hey... Timiro wasn't built in a day you know. As for the layout of the kitchen, I leave the details to your more than skillful hand, good sir. Whatever you work out, I can work around. Just let me know when the bulk of the work is done on the it and I'll see to it that my part is settled in straight away. As for the cursed treasure... what you need is a form of mass curse removal. That I can offer with this right here... please note however, that it is only a relatively temporary measure until a more thorough and proper Remove Curse ritual can be done..."

Blessing Water: Not to be confused with Holy Water, Blessing Water is used to temporarily counteract the effects of Curses. When applied to a cursed item, the effects of any curse it carries are interrupted and held at bay for 1 week, during which time, the item may be handled without ill effect. Blessed Water may also be used to counter the effects of Deific Curses, but the duration is drastically reduced to only 1 day. Cost: 3000 gold per ounce. About 1/2 ounce is enough to affect any item.

"Just sprinkle as much as you need over whatever is cursed and bring it by... I'll handle any curse removal from there, free of charge."

The old man glances over with a slow smile and nods as Eryops' armor saunters out of the back room, sword in hand, to stand before him and give a little catwalk turn of display. "Welcome back, good sir... your armor and sword, as you can see, are ready and waiting for you. May they both serve you well."

The elven wizard nods. "I trust everything will be completed within a few months, so there should be more than enough time."
The architect nods. "The masonry work to destruct and reconstruct the kitchen can be started once final approval is given for the floorplan by Lord Kendragon. It will not take long. Please make notations on the revised floorplan where you wish to install the refrigerator and please not any special considerations you will need as well."

"Ten ounces of the Blessing Water should be enough," Rezzidoo says. "Can we add it to the total amount already owed or would you prefer separate payment for the Blessing Water?"

Eryops accepts his armor and sword graciously. "I trust the additional enchantments were added in addition to the size changing ability? I believe I requested imperviousness to cold for the armor, or impervious to fire if cold protection is unavailable. I had requested increased speed for the sword, but lacking that I suppose making the blade eternally sharp would do."

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Bubbles gives a short nod, flashing a disturbingly fanged smile. "I'll let the Master know straight away milady... and thank you for your patronage. Do come again anytime."
"As I said, I'll be back for the tents, unless he has them finished now," Charonis says.
"You seem quite the useful creature yourself, Bubbles. I don't suppose any of your brethren are looking for employment. We could use a few of your kind to do the more servile work. I'll be at the inn in the stables if you care to send any job-seekers my way."

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The elven wizard nods. "I trust everything will be completed within a few months, so there should be more than enough time."
The architect nods. "The masonry work to destruct and reconstruct the kitchen can be started once final approval is given for the floorplan by Lord Kendragon. It will not take long. Please make notations on the revised floorplan where you wish to install the refrigerator and please not any special considerations you will need as well."

"Ten ounces of the Blessing Water should be enough," Rezzidoo says. "Can we add it to the total amount already owed or would you prefer separate payment for the Blessing Water?"

Eryops accepts his armor and sword graciously. "I trust the additional enchantments were added in addition to the size changing ability? I believe I requested imperviousness to cold for the armor, or impervious to fire if cold protection is unavailable. I had requested increased speed for the sword, but lacking that I suppose making the blade eternally sharp would do."

The old man gives the wizard a nod with a satisfied smile, tearing off a sheet of paper from the notebook and handing it to the architect. "More than enough time then... I'll have everything ready and delivered by the time the final stone is in place. The notations and space requirements I'll need for the freezer and stove are noted here... You should be able to incorporate the adjustments in easily enough as everything is centrally located for convenience sake. if you require any adjustments let me know. The price of the Blessing Water can be included in the total bill... save us all the extra paperwork that way. And yes the additional enchantments have been included... Impervious to cold for the armor and the sword has a Speed Doubler enchantment placed on it identical to the Speed Doubler ability you'll find on some Rune Weapons... a difficult one to recreate in a lesser magical item, but far from impossible." With a broad smile he sweeps his gaze over the group, raising a hand bearing a silver tray laden with oddly shaped glasses bearing tiny paper umbrellas and smelling of strong rum and fruit. "Anyone care for a Mai-Tai?"

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Bubbles gives a short nod, flashing a disturbingly fanged smile. "I'll let the Master know straight away milady... and thank you for your patronage. Do come again anytime."
"As I said, I'll be back for the tents, unless he has them finished now," Charonis says.
"You seem quite the useful creature yourself, Bubbles. I don't suppose any of your brethren are looking for employment. We could use a few of your kind to do the more servile work. I'll be at the inn in the stables if you care to send any job-seekers my way."

The tiny demonic faerie gives a throaty chuckle that reverberates through the room like distant rolling thunder as he gives a little bow. "You are too kind milady, and your offer is most generous... but I am an unique being on this plane of existence and far from being a servile creature. Nevertheless, again your offer is appreciated. Perhaps I can scare up a few... attendants... that might be willing to serve. Until then, be well. Your tents will both be ready by lunch tomorrow. We shall see you then."

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The elven wizard nods. "I trust everything will be completed within a few months, so there should be more than enough time."
The architect nods. "The masonry work to destruct and reconstruct the kitchen can be started once final approval is given for the floorplan by Lord Kendragon. It will not take long. Please make notations on the revised floorplan where you wish to install the refrigerator and please not any special considerations you will need as well."

"Ten ounces of the Blessing Water should be enough," Rezzidoo says. "Can we add it to the total amount already owed or would you prefer separate payment for the Blessing Water?"

Eryops accepts his armor and sword graciously. "I trust the additional enchantments were added in addition to the size changing ability? I believe I requested imperviousness to cold for the armor, or impervious to fire if cold protection is unavailable. I had requested increased speed for the sword, but lacking that I suppose making the blade eternally sharp would do."

The old man gives the wizard a nod with a satisfied smile, tearing off a sheet of paper from the notebook and handing it to the architect. "More than enough time then... I'll have everything ready and delivered by the time the final stone is in place. The notations and space requirements I'll need for the freezer and stove are noted here... You should be able to incorporate the adjustments in easily enough as everything is centrally located for convenience sake. if you require any adjustments let me know. The price of the Blessing Water can be included in the total bill... save us all the extra paperwork that way. And yes the additional enchantments have been included... Impervious to cold for the armor and the sword has a Speed Doubler enchantment placed on it identical to the Speed Doubler ability you'll find on some Rune Weapons... a difficult one to recreate in a lesser magical item, but far from impossible." With a broad smile he sweeps his gaze over the group, raising a hand bearing a silver tray laden with oddly shaped glasses bearing tiny paper umbrellas and smelling of strong rum and fruit. "Anyone care for a Mai-Tai?"
"Very good," the architect says, placing the paper with the notations on a stack of other papers held within a binder which he sets next to the floorplan of the castle. "Oh, yes, thank you," he adds, taking a mai-tai.
The wizard produces the chalice of re-filling he was using from before and has Uncle Remus fill it. Rezzidoo takes a mai-tai as well. Eryops politely refuses the drink, but then takes one anyway with a "what the hell" look on his face.
"I'll have one as well," says Torc the Troll, entering. "I have the wagon here if I can get a few of you to aid me in loading up the portable refrigerator." He is accompanied by an elf with dyed green hair wearing breeches and a short vest, with a cutlass at his waist, and the elven maiden from earlier who had been identified to Uncle Remus as the wizard's daughter Elspeth. The wagon is backed up clear to the door to allow the refrigerator to be loaded.
"Ah, it is good you two are here, we might want to get some blood from you to mark the furniture so it will obey your commands as well as mine," the wizard says.
"All in good time," the green haired pirate elf says. "Let me at least enjoy a mai-tai first."
Inspecting his armor, Eryops removes the armor he wore there in favor of the set returned by Uncle Remus and puts on his newly enchanted set. He places the set he wore into the shop into the back of the wagon, which is occupied by the gargoyle child. "You might want to move Scallywag out of there if we are going to be putting the refrigerator into the wagon. Wouldn't want him getting hurt."
Having taken a mai-tai, Elspeth sets hers down to go over to aid Scallywag in getting out of the wagon.
"There was also still the matter of the advisor-type mirrors which still has not been addressed," the wizard says suddenly, turning to Uncle Remus. "I have heard rumors of something called Angel's Looking Glasses which you might be able to provide?"

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The tiny demonic faerie gives a throaty chuckle that reverberates through the room like distant rolling thunder as he gives a little bow. "You are too kind milady, and your offer is most generous... but I am an unique being on this plane of existence and far from being a servile creature. Nevertheless, again your offer is appreciated. Perhaps I can scare up a few... attendants... that might be willing to serve. Until then, be well. Your tents will both be ready by lunch tomorrow. We shall see you then."
"See you tomorrow, then," the centaur says before heading out into the Land of the Damned to look for her fellow adventurers. "They were supposed to be set up near some caves nearby," she muses to herself...

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The old man gestures slightly with his left hand, slowing everything in the room to a snail's crawl before striding over to the noble with a broad grin and hugging him like a long lost friend. "Welcome, welcome! It has been far too long! Trust me, I can understand the concept of being busy, as you can readily see..." He gestures around the time frozen room with a soft chuckle "As for what you need, of course... anything you like. Paolo Santo wood is going to cost you a bit extra though... it's been a rough season for my materials supplier and his stock has been ravaged by some hard times... Not to worry though, it shouldn't be more than a 25% increase... the rest will come in at standard costs. As for enchanting wood chips... why not just get a couple logs of the desired types and shave them down yourself... saves a heck of a lot on enchantment costs. The cold resistant underwear... I'm glad it's so greatly appreciated. I know it's breaking down by now, which is why I've had my weavers working on more of it since we last met. I've already got a full shipment ready, enough to completely resupply your men. And, I've taken a page from a few tailors I know and incorporated a few methods that should have these lasting a lot longer than the other stuff. Just bring in the old stuff and I'll have the new garments shipped out to you, no charge save for a small shipping fee. Just call it a free upgrade. As for durability, considering everyday wear and tear and occasional heavy stress, I can safely say any of these items should last you at least two years before starting to show any serious wear. Of course, any serious damage... rips, tears, sword cuts and so on, will need to be repaired... I'm just talking about everyday wear and maybe a fight or two a week for your men. Anything beyond that, you'll likely need to replace them in just over a year." He takes a sip from his cup with a slow smile, a Mai Tai appearing in his free hand as he offers it to you. "Got time for a drink?"

"Not a problem on the palo santo.....How much for the logs?" he asks a bit nervously, hoping it will ONLY be in the upper 5-lower 6 digit range for the agarwood.

"Yes, of course, I have time. Thank you. Any news or gossip of note you may have heard that I should know about? Oh, and I came to warn you...There have been a band of thieves that have been successfully looting magic shops in near by fiefdoms. If, for some reason, they should come here; I do advise caution. They don't care to kill bystanders and they have found away around the sanctum spell, and with the stuff their packing they are quite the force no one wants to dead with."

The old man thoughtfully considers a moment before shaking his head. "I can't say I've heard any new or recent gossip lately... between furnishing castles and keeping up with most of the activities in my back room, news has been a rare thing for me to pay attention to. I do appreciate the information on the new thieves running about, though. I'll have to make sure security is tightened a bit around here... perhaps another Baal-Rog on duty would help... or maybe I could talk to Satahlus about that favor he owes me..." He gives a shrug with a quick chuckle. "You never know... oh and the logs should only come in at around 75,000 all told... like I said, the price hike on the Palo Santo isn't really all that much, but it seemed worth mentioning"

"Understood. I have been busy my self. Um, they have a gorgon head staff, among other things. So, um, do be careful. Ouch, but still far cheaper than that much incense would be, plus a lot easier to work with and to always have it on hand will be nice. So, can't complain there. Not a big deal on the palo santo wood. Plus it is not exactly a ubiquitous commodity in these parts, so that truly is not a problem. I will send my squires to collect it. Just send a magic pigeon when the rest of the stuff gets here. Or put bubbles in a sling shot." With that he will give you a 24 sided, double point, vogel cut, flawless crystal, with a cobalt blue color, and length 84mm, but heavier then quarts. "This should more than cover the total. Put whatever is left on a tab." He bows, and grasps his cloak to go around him, and puts his hood up. "Let me know if you when you get a crystal skull in." (On closer inspection it is diamond.)

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"Very good," the architect says, placing the paper with the notations on a stack of other papers held within a binder which he sets next to the floorplan of the castle. "Oh, yes, thank you," he adds, taking a mai-tai.
The wizard produces the chalice of re-filling he was using from before and has Uncle Remus fill it. Rezzidoo takes a mai-tai as well. Eryops politely refuses the drink, but then takes one anyway with a "what the hell" look on his face.
"I'll have one as well," says Torc the Troll, entering. "I have the wagon here if I can get a few of you to aid me in loading up the portable refrigerator." He is accompanied by an elf with dyed green hair wearing breeches and a short vest, with a cutlass at his waist, and the elven maiden from earlier who had been identified to Uncle Remus as the wizard's daughter Elspeth. The wagon is backed up clear to the door to allow the refrigerator to be loaded.
"Ah, it is good you two are here, we might want to get some blood from you to mark the furniture so it will obey your commands as well as mine," the wizard says.
"All in good time," the green haired pirate elf says. "Let me at least enjoy a mai-tai first."
Inspecting his armor, Eryops removes the armor he wore there in favor of the set returned by Uncle Remus and puts on his newly enchanted set. He places the set he wore into the shop into the back of the wagon, which is occupied by the gargoyle child. "You might want to move Scallywag out of there if we are going to be putting the refrigerator into the wagon. Wouldn't want him getting hurt."
Having taken a mai-tai, Elspeth sets hers down to go over to aid Scallywag in getting out of the wagon.
"There was also still the matter of the advisor-type mirrors which still has not been addressed," the wizard says suddenly, turning to Uncle Remus. "I have heard rumors of something called Angel's Looking Glasses which you might be able to provide?"

The old man furrows a brow with an expression of mild consternation before nodding a bit. "I take it Bubbles spilled that little tidbit... yes, in fact I have a very few of them, though I am reluctant to let them go. They have a bit of a history, you see..."

Angel's Looking Glass: A unique and powerful item, the Angel's Looking Glass appears as a roughly 6 foot tall oval mirror set in a gilt golden frame of very intricate design. The mirror itself is striking in that it is made from a single sheet of highly polished silver rather than silvered glass. Despite being made of metal, the entire thing, including frame, is relatively lightweight, weighing in at a total of about 10 lbs. The real kicker is in the details though. Upon very close inspection, one can see the entire surface of the mirror is completely covered in runes so tiny as to be nearly indistinguishable from the rest of the surface to the naked eye. The techniques used to create this powerful rune artifact are similar to the creation of the famed Rune Weapons and are likewise lost to antiquity. Rumor has it that only a dozen of these Rune Mirrors were made, their locations scattered across the lands and even other dimensions. Like Rune Weapons, the Rune Mirrors have a living entity forever locked within them, granting the object a life and personality of its own. It is capable of communicating with its owner via telepathy or by speaking aloud (speaking aloud is the default method of communication). When communicating, the polished surface of the mirror darkens and fogs over a bit before a ghostly face appears in the depths of the surface. The power of the mirror is both singular and spectacular; the power of Precognition. At anytime, the owner of the mirror may ask it what the future holds for a particular sequence of events. The mirror will reflect back a precognitive glimpse of the most likely outcome. Please bear in mind, whatever is shown in the mirror is only one of an infinite number of possibilities... it is just the most likely possibility that would come to pass unless an outside influence alters the revealed outcome. In game terms, treat the spirit within the mirrors as a precognitive force with an accuracy rate of 85%. Cost: As a Rune item, and due to their relative rarity (only a dozen said to exist) these mirrors are effectively priceless. If one were to be sold, the price could easily reach the area of 10+ million

"Now of course, I'm almost certain that even one of these may be too pricey, even for you, although considering we're already looking at a collective tab hitting the tens of millions mark here with what you've purchased so far, the price of one of these may not be a concern to you. My basic point is, if you really want one, I will be happy to sell it to you. Just understand, I know all too well the power of the future... and for all intents, there is no other item like them in the world that can do what you are asking save hiring an actual person to act as an advisor rather than relying on an ancient and dangerous mystic item to answer your questions. If you ask me, I figure why ask other people or magic items for advice anyway? You're a grown man, why not make your own decisions?" He gives a wry smile and a low chuckle before taking up the lone teacup from the tray and sipping the steaming brew as the silver tray vanishes with a quick flash of light, a sound outside the door of steel squealing in protest as the wagon's suspension is suddenly very sorely tested by the weight of a huge metal box appearing in the back of it. "Ahh... seems your 'portable' refrigerator has arrived...."

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The old man furrows a brow with an expression of mild consternation before nodding a bit. "I take it Bubbles spilled that little tidbit... yes, in fact I have a very few of them, though I am reluctant to let them go. They have a bit of a history, you see..."

Angel's Looking Glass: A unique and powerful item, the Angel's Looking Glass appears as a roughly 6 foot tall oval mirror set in a gilt golden frame of very intricate design. The mirror itself is striking in that it is made from a single sheet of highly polished silver rather than silvered glass. Despite being made of metal, the entire thing, including frame, is relatively lightweight, weighing in at a total of about 10 lbs. The real kicker is in the details though. Upon very close inspection, one can see the entire surface of the mirror is completely covered in runes so tiny as to be nearly indistinguishable from the rest of the surface to the naked eye. The techniques used to create this powerful rune artifact are similar to the creation of the famed Rune Weapons and are likewise lost to antiquity. Rumor has it that only a dozen of these Rune Mirrors were made, their locations scattered across the lands and even other dimensions. Like Rune Weapons, the Rune Mirrors have a living entity forever locked within them, granting the object a life and personality of its own. It is capable of communicating with its owner via telepathy or by speaking aloud (speaking aloud is the default method of communication). When communicating, the polished surface of the mirror darkens and fogs over a bit before a ghostly face appears in the depths of the surface. The power of the mirror is both singular and spectacular; the power of Precognition. At anytime, the owner of the mirror may ask it what the future holds for a particular sequence of events. The mirror will reflect back a precognitive glimpse of the most likely outcome. Please bear in mind, whatever is shown in the mirror is only one of an infinite number of possibilities... it is just the most likely possibility that would come to pass unless an outside influence alters the revealed outcome. In game terms, treat the spirit within the mirrors as a precognitive force with an accuracy rate of 85%. Cost: As a Rune item, and due to their relative rarity (only a dozen said to exist) these mirrors are effectively priceless. If one were to be sold, the price could easily reach the area of 10+ million

"Now of course, I'm almost certain that even one of these may be too pricey, even for you, although considering we're already looking at a collective tab hitting the tens of millions mark here with what you've purchased so far, the price of one of these may not be a concern to you. My basic point is, if you really want one, I will be happy to sell it to you. Just understand, I know all too well the power of the future... and for all intents, there is no other item like them in the world that can do what you are asking save hiring an actual person to act as an advisor rather than relying on an ancient and dangerous mystic item to answer your questions. If you ask me, I figure why ask other people or magic items for advice anyway? You're a grown man, why not make your own decisions?" He gives a wry smile and a low chuckle before taking up the lone teacup from the tray and sipping the steaming brew as the silver tray vanishes with a quick flash of light, a sound outside the door of steel squealing in protest as the wagon's suspension is suddenly very sorely tested by the weight of a huge metal box appearing in the back of it. "Ahh... seems your 'portable' refrigerator has arrived...."

Rezzidoo suddenly glares at the elven wizard. "It would be folly to pay for such an item as this," he says.
"I must agree," the elven wizard states, sipping from his chalice, "it is far too expensive. I had really thought that you might have something less expensive than this. To pay for such mirrors would ruin me or set my family into a debt we could not repay."
Torc and Eryops board the wagon now carrying the refrigerator and the vehicle strains to pull away from the door.
"Now that my family is here, we might see about the first installment of blood needed for the marking of the furniture," the wizard says.

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Rezzidoo suddenly glares at the elven wizard. "It would be folly to pay for such an item as this," he says.
"I must agree," the elven wizard states, sipping from his chalice, "it is far too expensive. I had really thought that you might have something less expensive than this. To pay for such mirrors would ruin me or set my family into a debt we could not repay."
Torc and Eryops board the wagon now carrying the refrigerator and the vehicle strains to pull away from the door.
"Now that my family is here, we might see about the first installment of blood needed for the marking of the furniture," the wizard says.

The old man gives a nod with an understanding smile. "Magic is capable of many things, but sometimes people can come to rely too heavily on it. No offense to you personally, but such a large quantity of magic furniture, appliances and household accessories borders on being too much of a good thing. Trust me, I can understand the benefits of having an oven that maintains a constant temperature and cooks my meals for me, or a mirror that can advise me on subjects I have little to no experience with, or even a tapestry with the express purpose of doing nothing more than providing entertainment. But in the end, all the magic in the worlds cannot replace good old fashioned human ingenuity. I, for one, truly believe the Elves and Dwarves had a pretty solid idea with the magical purge after the Great War. The more advanced, specialized and most importantly, widespread magical power gets, the more dangerous it becomes when it falls into the wrong hands... learn the hard lesson your ancestors discovered now and trust that maybe they had a good idea of what they were doing." After taking another sip from his cup he sets it to the side to let it float off as he gestures to the curtain behind the counter, Bubbles the demon faerie flitting out from behind with a toothy grin and pulling it open. "Of course, any time you're all ready for the blood donations, just follow Bubbles there... he shall see to the procedure in as quick and efficient a manner as I myself could, whilst I tend to a few other details with the deliveries and any other customers that happen to drop by." With a warm smile he waves a hand to the front door, the horses giving a startled whickering as the wagon suddenly lurches forward, the refrigerator nearly toppling off as its weight is drastically reduced.

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The old man gives a nod with an understanding smile. "Magic is capable of many things, but sometimes people can come to rely too heavily on it. No offense to you personally, but such a large quantity of magic furniture, appliances and household accessories borders on being too much of a good thing. Trust me, I can understand the benefits of having an oven that maintains a constant temperature and cooks my meals for me, or a mirror that can advise me on subjects I have little to no experience with, or even a tapestry with the express purpose of doing nothing more than providing entertainment. But in the end, all the magic in the worlds cannot replace good old fashioned human ingenuity. I, for one, truly believe the Elves and Dwarves had a pretty solid idea with the magical purge after the Great War. The more advanced, specialized and most importantly, widespread magical power gets, the more dangerous it becomes when it falls into the wrong hands... learn the hard lesson your ancestors discovered now and trust that maybe they had a good idea of what they were doing." After taking another sip from his cup he sets it to the side to let it float off as he gestures to the curtain behind the counter, Bubbles the demon faerie flitting out from behind with a toothy grin and pulling it open. "Of course, any time you're all ready for the blood donations, just follow Bubbles there... he shall see to the procedure in as quick and efficient a manner as I myself could, whilst I tend to a few other details with the deliveries and any other customers that happen to drop by." With a warm smile he waves a hand to the front door, the horses giving a startled whickering as the wagon suddenly lurches forward, the refrigerator nearly toppling off as its weight is drastically reduced.
"Truth be told, it was not originally my intention to buy so much," the elven wizard explains, "but I am sure you appreciate the lure of having things done by magic or you would not be in the trade you are in."
Finishing his mai-tai, the green haired elf says, "I am ready, father."
"Someone will need to mind the child," the daughter says. "I trust you won't be allowing it the control of any of the furniture."
"Certainly not," the wizard says. "We can't even be sure how long he will remain with us once he gets older."
"If that is all, I shall be going," Rezzidoo says. "If I think of anything else, good shopkeep, I shall come again."
"Will you be needing me to hang around or am I free to go as well?" the architect inquires. "After all, the sooner we get back to work the sooner Uncle Remus here will be able to finish with the kitchen."

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"Truth be told, it was not originally my intention to buy so much," the elven wizard explains, "but I am sure you appreciate the lure of having things done by magic or you would not be in the trade you are in."
Finishing his mai-tai, the green haired elf says, "I am ready, father."
"Someone will need to mind the child," the daughter says. "I trust you won't be allowing it the control of any of the furniture."
"Certainly not," the wizard says. "We can't even be sure how long he will remain with us once he gets older."
"If that is all, I shall be going," Rezzidoo says. "If I think of anything else, good shopkeep, I shall come again."
"Will you be needing me to hang around or am I free to go as well?" the architect inquires. "After all, the sooner we get back to work the sooner Uncle Remus here will be able to finish with the kitchen."

The old man glances to Rezzidoo with a welcoming smile as the curtain parts for the family, Bubbles flitting back into the shadows. "I look forward to your return, friend dragon. My door is always open. And don't worry about the gargoyle... Scallywag was his name, right?... he'll be well tended to until you're all finished." He gives a warm grin and gestures softly, a squeal of delight heard a moment later as the gargoyle finds and begins devouring another candy treat.

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From outside the shop and through the closed door comes a strange and frightening cacophony of sounds. It sounds like an angry old man swearing, a terrible beast snarling, and someone trying to clear a throat full of phlegm all jumbled together. As the sounds grows louder and closer, the door is pushed open and in steps a grey furred, black striped tiger man.
He's dressed in several layers of dirty, faded, threadbare mismatched clothing and clutches a large duffel bag to his chest like it may be his only possession in the world. Through the layers of grimy clothes you can tell the tiger person is very thin and looks like he may not eat regularly. However he moves with a fluid grace and power that quickly suggests it would be wise not to underestimate him. Several looks flit across his eyes. He appears to be having trouble making up his mind between shocked disbelief or rage at what might be one more very strange incident in a growing list of weird occurrences. Glancing around once more and deciding this is, in fact, real he stalks toward the counter.
The man-tiger peels his lips back and opens his mouth revealing a maw full of ferociously large, sharp teeth and begins to make harsh rasping noises in your direction. What you hear at first leads you to believe he is either snarling at you or choking to death before your eyes. As you listen, you're able to catch what are seemingly words in English. "Snargle..(snarl+gargle)..growl..alleyway...million times..never..gruulll...shop," it says looking around. It continues, "Beat down..grlllllaaargh...squatter.haaarrrrkkk..mine now. Soon..snaarrll..shut off..llllggggl..in dark..no water..chhuufffff.." "Hoo doo..ppprrrllll..awn shop.. old cranky Jew..yerowal..ask..ggggrrrrrrRemus," it finally finishes giving you a skeptical look.

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From outside the shop and through the closed door comes a strange and frightening cacophony of sounds. It sounds like an angry old man swearing, a terrible beast snarling, and someone trying to clear a throat full of phlegm all jumbled together. As the sounds grows louder and closer, the door is pushed open and in steps a grey furred, black striped tiger man.
He's dressed in several layers of dirty, faded, threadbare mismatched clothing and clutches a large duffel bag to his chest like it may be his only possession in the world. Through the layers of grimy clothes you can tell the tiger person is very thin and looks like he may not eat regularly. However he moves with a fluid grace and power that quickly suggests it would be wise not to underestimate him. Several looks flit across his eyes. He appears to be having trouble making up his mind between shocked disbelief or rage at what might be one more very strange incident in a growing list of weird occurrences. Glancing around once more and deciding this is, in fact, real he stalks toward the counter.
The man-tiger peels his lips back and opens his mouth revealing a maw full of ferociously large, sharp teeth and begins to make harsh rasping noises in your direction. What you hear at first leads you to believe he is either snarling at you or choking to death before your eyes. As you listen, you're able to catch what are seemingly words in English. "Snargle..(snarl+gargle)..growl..alleyway...million times..never..gruulll...shop," it says looking around. It continues, "Beat down..grlllllaaargh...squatter.haaarrrrkkk..mine now. Soon..snaarrll..shut off..llllggggl..in dark..no water..chhuufffff.." "Hoo doo..ppprrrllll..awn shop.. old cranky Jew..yerowal..ask..ggggrrrrrrRemus," it finally finishes giving you a skeptical look.

The old man glances up from the counter as the noise approaches, a bushy brow lofting behind crystal spectacles in an expression of mild concern and light interest until the tiger man bursts in. Sweeping his gaze over the scrawny and bedraggled form and noting the duffel bag with a look of keen interest. An amused chuckle almost escapes his lips as the creature begins trying to speak, listening intently and nodding slowly as he gradually interprets what is being said. "While you may have never seen this shop in your newly acquired alleyway before, I can assure you that at some point in time or another it has always been there, just as it is this very moment. Welcome to Uncle Remus' Emporium of the Arcane... and yes... I am Uncle Remus. before I serve your needs, perhaps you would be so kind as to drink this tonic. I assure you, it will not harm you in any way, though your speech will become much clearer." The old man smiles reassuringly, offering a small crystal vial filled with what appears to be pure clean water.

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The old man glances up from the counter as the noise approaches, a bushy brow lofting behind crystal spectacles in an expression of mild concern and light interest until the tiger man bursts in. Sweeping his gaze over the scrawny and bedraggled form and noting the duffel bag with a look of keen interest. An amused chuckle almost escapes his lips as the creature begins trying to speak, listening intently and nodding slowly as he gradually interprets what is being said. "While you may have never seen this shop in your newly acquired alleyway before, I can assure you that at some point in time or another it has always been there, just as it is this very moment. Welcome to Uncle Remus' Emporium of the Arcane... and yes... I am Uncle Remus. before I serve your needs, perhaps you would be so kind as to drink this tonic. I assure you, it will not harm you in any way, though your speech will become much clearer." The old man smiles reassuringly, offering a small crystal vial filled with what appears to be pure clean water.

(edited..again. Can't get happy with the end bit, but this is close enough.)

With a shrug and one arm wrapped tightly around his duffel bag the tiger man takes the vial, raises it in a toast and tosses it back. Clearly not expecting what he got, the tiger man smiles, licks his whiskers and says, "Hey, that's not bad. It's no free beer, but still.", in a very gravelly but much clearer voice.

"Guess I'll start at the beginning. So me and Ernie were out scavenging near the shore, when wouldn't you know it, it starts to rain. Well after that crap with Sandy 2 guys like us know better than to be caught outside away from the mission. So we look up from the dumpster we're picking through and there, nice as you please, is this little beach house. Since when do they have beach houses in New York, I don't know, but there it was anyway. As we're eyeballing the place, thinking maybe whoever lives there will let us in out of the rain and maybe spare a sandwich, out walks this hairy biker fella. He jumps on his hog and takes off like it's a breezy summer day, paying no attention to the rain threatening to drown everyone else.
Well we figure it like this; if there's no one home then there ain't no one to tell us we can't come in. So over we go only to find this putz has locked the door behind him. Not to be deterred or drowned like rats we found a conveniently open window and made our way inside. The place was a wreck, trash and video cassettes everywhere, but damned if the fridge wasn't stocked full.
Not letting an opportunity go to waste, me and Ernie dump out these suitcases we found in one of the other rooms and start packing them full of what’s in the fridge. No sooner do we get them latched up, than the schmuck comes back in strolling through the front door. Acting like he owns the place, he asks what we think we're doing in his kitchen. I tell him we're from the city health department and the contents of his fridge were about to go bad, so we're disposing of them as a matter of public service." Obviously thinking he's very clever, the tiger man grins at what to him was a witty retort.
"Now get this. The biker guy looks me dead in the face, without twitching. Usually I get at least a twitch, and says to me, "wrong answer ass hat." Then all the skin and meat peels away from his head and his frikkin' skull catches fire!!
So I haul off and hit him as hard as I can with the suitcase full of food from the fridge, and he just grins at me. I go to give him a good clawing and he steps out of the way like I was some kind of yutz. I try again and he just grabs my wrist out of the air.
'Bout that time the biker guy, who now has a flaming skull for a head, lifts me up off the ground with one hand and is dangling me by my wrist. With his free hand he pulls out this blade and makes to stick me with it. I may eat handouts and from dumpsters, but I ain't a total slouch. Twice I was able to knock his hand away before he manages to finally shank me a good one.
Now Ernie, God knows what he was doing, decides to come to my rescue. He pulls out his blackjack and WHAM WHAM WHAM nails the guy in the sack like he was Babe frikkin Ruth knocking homers out of the park. Seeing my chance I give the guy 3 good rakes with the claws on my free hand when POOF he just disappears, dropping me on my striped ass. All that was left of the guy was his knife, and a steel 6 sided die on a necklace.
Now squatter’s rights say, since we took the place in a fair fight it's ours now. Trouble is, me and Ernie got no way to keep the lights and water on, or the fridge stocked up. No way can we get jobs, being like we are. And there ain't no chance we can make enough from scrappin' and the ..uhh..creative and unexpected liberation of goods to pay the bills.
So I went down to see Freddy the Fence and he's not buying anything. Says the stuff I got is not what his customers want. That leaves the Old Cranky Jew what runs that Hoodoo pawn shop on 9th. He gave me a good price for the weird stuff I...found.., like those silver candle sticks with the black candles and those three wavy bladed knives, but he don't like me showing up in the middle of the night. I asked him if he needs any favors in exchange for a few bucks to keep the lights on a little longer. He tells me no, but he heard tell of a guy called Uncle Remus who might have a more permanent solution my problems. I ain't got a lot of choices so I tell him I'll give it a shot. He gives me an address then throws me out of his shop. Now I know NYC like I know my own stripes and there ain't no shop at the address he gave me. Hell, it ain't even supposed to be a real address, there ain't no such streets. But I kept walking, like it was a real place. I turned the corner thinking that I was being made for a mook, and there your door is staring me in the face. I should be in the east river after following those directions.

So now that I'm here I ask ya, How can you help me out and what do want in return? If it's work you want done instead of payment I can do that too. I'll tell you the truth, I wouldn't mind working as long as it was a normal job of some sort. Too much lately my days have been getting weirder and weirder. First it was that jerkass who knocked me down and spilled my fish sticks while he was on his way to sacrifice that girl. Then it was that Giant Bear that bit me. Turns out it wasn't a bear, but a cursed gypsy what bit me. Passed the curse on to me, so when I got hurt really bad I'd turn into this big murderin' demon bear thing. I'm still fuzzy on the details. I got rid of that finally by tearing off the gypsy's head and mushing it to paste. Ticked his old gypsy wife off but good. But what a crazy week that was. Fall asleep in the mission, have these acid trip type dreams, then wake up naked in Central Park with leaves and dirt matted in my fur. And then the flaming skull biker guy who vanished when we beat his ass. I've had enough weirdness to suit me fine. Give me a broom and a mop, or have me move your stuff around. I ain't picky. Hell I'll steal the centerpiece exhibit from the Met or the Guggenheim, just no more weird ****.

Oh, you'll have to forgive my lack of manners. I don't normally do this much talking, especially to strangers. People, who don't run screaming, come to know me as Smokey Joe Gargle."

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The Oh So Amazing Nate!

Nate, you sir win the internet for today! You've definitely earned the "oh so amazing" part of your name today. :lol:


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The old man glances to Rezzidoo with a welcoming smile as the curtain parts for the family, Bubbles flitting back into the shadows. "I look forward to your return, friend dragon. My door is always open. And don't worry about the gargoyle... Scallywag was his name, right?... he'll be well tended to until you're all finished." He gives a warm grin and gestures softly, a squeal of delight heard a moment later as the gargoyle finds and begins devouring another candy treat.
The family follows Bubbles behind the curtain even as Rezzidoo and the architect leave the shop. The squire who was acting as messenger for the elven wizard remains in the main room, looking around the shop, as he has not been dismissed and is rather intrigued by all the wondrous items..

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Unread postPosted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 12:49 am
  

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JuliusCreed wrote:
Too long since I've put anything up here... Time for some new products!!

Magic Tobacco
In addition to Talespinner's Blend, Changeling Chew and Vile Chaw, we have a few other handy tobaccos for your smoking and chewing pleasure. Enjoy!
Sleepytime: When smoked, this tobacco produces a fine, aromatic smoke with a pleasant hint of lavender. Those within the area of effect, a roughly 10 foot area, must make a saving throw versus fumes every melee round they are within the area or fall into a deep and restful sleep that will last for 8 hours. After the 8 hour duration, victims will awaken fully refreshed and rested. All Hit Points, SDC, PPE and even ISP will be fully restored to maximum levels afterward as well. The smoke cloud produced by the tobacco lasts for 5 minutes before dissipating. The drawback is that the victims CANNOT be awakened under ANY circumstances, making them terribly vulnerable to attacks while they are asleep. Second, the person actually smoking the tobacco, is impervious to the effects, so the user will not gain any of the benefits of the magic sleep, unless another person in the group happens to be smoking Sleepytime as well. Then he must save like the rest. Cost: 5000 gold per ounce. One ounce is good for 2 uses.


If the "smoker" is immune to the effects, could it be instead burnt like incense and thereby effect everyone within the cloud? Sounds like a gods send for any camp healer.

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keir451 wrote:
Amazing Nate; Thanks for your support!

Razzinold wrote:
And the award for best witty retort to someone reporting a minor vehicular collision goes to:
The Oh So Amazing Nate!

Nate, you sir win the internet for today! You've definitely earned the "oh so amazing" part of your name today. :lol:


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Unread postPosted: Wed Feb 27, 2013 5:41 pm
  

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The lady centaur returns to the shop the next day to pick up her tents. Accompanying her is a rather scraggly looking Puck.
"You better behave yourself in here," the centaur warns, "otherwise I will drag you out of the shop myself."

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Unread postPosted: Thu Feb 28, 2013 9:27 am
  

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Joe shifts restlessly, his tail beginning to swish from side to side. Looking around uneasily and wondering where the shop keeper disappeared to, he thinks to himself, 'he was JUST here'. Finally, growing a bit agitated, he starts muttering to himself as the tonic begins to wear off and his usual rough voice comes back, "Oh just frrrrrrrrikken wugh nderrrrful. Juust ....chhuurrlll.... whaat I dohn't neeghhhd. snnnnarrrll... MmmROAR...weirrrrrrrrrd ****"

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keir451 wrote:
Amazing Nate; Thanks for your support!

Razzinold wrote:
And the award for best witty retort to someone reporting a minor vehicular collision goes to:
The Oh So Amazing Nate!

Nate, you sir win the internet for today! You've definitely earned the "oh so amazing" part of your name today. :lol:


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Unread postPosted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 3:25 pm
  

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Is anyone in contact with Julius? I hope nothing terrible has happened to him/her that would keep him from obsessively prowling the forums like the rest of us.

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keir451 wrote:
Amazing Nate; Thanks for your support!

Razzinold wrote:
And the award for best witty retort to someone reporting a minor vehicular collision goes to:
The Oh So Amazing Nate!

Nate, you sir win the internet for today! You've definitely earned the "oh so amazing" part of your name today. :lol:


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Unread postPosted: Tue Mar 05, 2013 10:56 am
  

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With a shrug and one arm wrapped tightly around his duffel bag the tiger man takes the vial, raises it in a toast and tosses it back. Clearly not expecting what he got, the tiger man smiles, licks his whiskers and says, "Hey, that's not bad. It's no free beer, but still.", in a very gravelly but much clearer voice.

"Guess I'll start at the beginning. So me and Ernie were out scavenging near the shore, when wouldn't you know it, it starts to rain. Well after that crap with Sandy 2 guys like us know better than to be caught outside away from the mission. So we look up from the dumpster we're picking through and there, nice as you please, is this little beach house. Since when do they have beach houses in New York, I don't know, but there it was anyway. As we're eyeballing the place, thinking maybe whoever lives there will let us in out of the rain and maybe spare a sandwich, out walks this hairy biker fella. He jumps on his hog and takes off like it's a breezy summer day, paying no attention to the rain threatening to drown everyone else.
Well we figure it like this; if there's no one home then there ain't no one to tell us we can't come in. So over we go only to find this putz has locked the door behind him. Not to be deterred or drowned like rats we found a conveniently open window and made our way inside. The place was a wreck, trash and video cassettes everywhere, but damned if the fridge wasn't stocked full.
Not letting an opportunity go to waste, me and Ernie dump out these suitcases we found in one of the other rooms and start packing them full of what’s in the fridge. No sooner do we get them latched up, than the schmuck comes back in strolling through the front door. Acting like he owns the place, he asks what we think we're doing in his kitchen. I tell him we're from the city health department and the contents of his fridge were about to go bad, so we're disposing of them as a matter of public service." Obviously thinking he's very clever, the tiger man grins at what to him was a witty retort.
"Now get this. The biker guy looks me dead in the face, without twitching. Usually I get at least a twitch, and says to me, "wrong answer ass hat." Then all the skin and meat peels away from his head and his frikkin' skull catches fire!!
So I haul off and hit him as hard as I can with the suitcase full of food from the fridge, and he just grins at me. I go to give him a good clawing and he steps out of the way like I was some kind of yutz. I try again and he just grabs my wrist out of the air.
'Bout that time the biker guy, who now has a flaming skull for a head, lifts me up off the ground with one hand and is dangling me by my wrist. With his free hand he pulls out this blade and makes to stick me with it. I may eat handouts and from dumpsters, but I ain't a total slouch. Twice I was able to knock his hand away before he manages to finally shank me a good one.
Now Ernie, God knows what he was doing, decides to come to my rescue. He pulls out his blackjack and WHAM WHAM WHAM nails the guy in the sack like he was Babe frikkin Ruth knocking homers out of the park. Seeing my chance I give the guy 3 good rakes with the claws on my free hand when POOF he just disappears, dropping me on my striped ass. All that was left of the guy was his knife, and a steel 6 sided die on a necklace.
Now squatter’s rights say, since we took the place in a fair fight it's ours now. Trouble is, me and Ernie got no way to keep the lights and water on, or the fridge stocked up. No way can we get jobs, being like we are. And there ain't no chance we can make enough from scrappin' and the ..uhh..creative and unexpected liberation of goods to pay the bills.
So I went down to see Freddy the Fence and he's not buying anything. Says the stuff I got is not what his customers want. That leaves the Old Cranky Jew what runs that Hoodoo pawn shop on 9th. He gave me a good price for the weird stuff I...found.., like those silver candle sticks with the black candles and those three wavy bladed knives, but he don't like me showing up in the middle of the night. I asked him if he needs any favors in exchange for a few bucks to keep the lights on a little longer. He tells me no, but he heard tell of a guy called Uncle Remus who might have a more permanent solution my problems. I ain't got a lot of choices so I tell him I'll give it a shot. He gives me an address then throws me out of his shop. Now I know NYC like I know my own stripes and there ain't no shop at the address he gave me. Hell, it ain't even supposed to be a real address, there ain't no such streets. But I kept walking, like it was a real place. I turned the corner thinking that I was being made for a mook, and there your door is staring me in the face. I should be in the east river after following those directions.

So now that I'm here I ask ya, How can you help me out and what do want in return? If it's work you want done instead of payment I can do that too. I'll tell you the truth, I wouldn't mind working as long as it was a normal job of some sort. Too much lately my days have been getting weirder and weirder. First it was that jerkass who knocked me down and spilled my fish sticks while he was on his way to sacrifice that girl. Then it was that Giant Bear that bit me. Turns out it wasn't a bear, but a cursed gypsy what bit me. Passed the curse on to me, so when I got hurt really bad I'd turn into this big murderin' demon bear thing. I'm still fuzzy on the details. I got rid of that finally by tearing off the gypsy's head and mushing it to paste. Ticked his old gypsy wife off but good. But what a crazy week that was. Fall asleep in the mission, have these acid trip type dreams, then wake up naked in Central Park with leaves and dirt matted in my fur. And then the flaming skull biker guy who vanished when we beat his ass. I've had enough weirdness to suit me fine. Give me a broom and a mop, or have me move your stuff around. I ain't picky. Hell I'll steal the centerpiece exhibit from the Met or the Guggenheim, just no more weird ****.

Oh, you'll have to forgive my lack of manners. I don't normally do this much talking, especially to strangers. People, who don't run screaming, come to know me as Smokey Joe Gargle."

The old man listens to the tiger man's story with an odd mix of curiosity and amusement flashing through his eyes every so often, particularly at the part about finding his shop here. With an understanding nod he waves his hand, his old rocking chair sliding up behind him as the fireplace roars to life, settling into his chair with a steaming cup of tea as a comfortable looking armchair bounds up behind Smokey Joe, gesturing for him to have a seat. "When it comes to jobs I can offer, yes, I have a few things I can think of that can be done... nothing too terribly taxing or illegal... well, maybe fracturing the occasional law will be necessary, but not very often and I'm sure you could handle it. I have to warn you though... you will likely have to deal with a good deal of weird if you work for me. I know you'd like to avoid that kind of thing, but let's face it... you're coming to a place called 'The Emporium of the Arcane', referred by a cranky old Jew that runs a second rate voodoo shop in Queens and... " he gives a slight wave of his hand causing a dim flash of light to reveal the pair of faeries at the Smokey Joe's feet apparently trying to tie his shoelaces together. With a startled squeal they vanish in a puff of glittery purple smoke as the old man continues. "Well let's just say that one man's weird is another man's mundane. One thing that does interest me, though, is what you may have left in that bag of yours. You said the HooDoo Jew was able to take the weird stuff off your hands, but I'd like to see what else you have, particularly if Freddy the Fence wasn't interested. Of course I'll give you a good price for anything that sparks my interest as well and we'll still be able to discuss the possibility of a job."

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Unread postPosted: Tue Mar 05, 2013 10:59 am
  

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Stone Gargoyle wrote:
The family follows Bubbles behind the curtain even as Rezzidoo and the architect leave the shop. The squire who was acting as messenger for the elven wizard remains in the main room, looking around the shop, as he has not been dismissed and is rather intrigued by all the wondrous items..

Remus gives a short bow and a warm smile to each as they pass by, glancing to the curious squire with a devilish grin and a twinkle in his bespectacled eye. "And you, young man... is there anything you see that piques your interest?"

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Unread postPosted: Tue Mar 05, 2013 11:17 am
  

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Comment: Yesterday is history,
Tomorrow is a mystery,
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That's why it is called "the present".
The Oh So Amazing Nate wrote:
JuliusCreed wrote:
Too long since I've put anything up here... Time for some new products!!

Magic Tobacco
In addition to Talespinner's Blend, Changeling Chew and Vile Chaw, we have a few other handy tobaccos for your smoking and chewing pleasure. Enjoy!
Sleepytime: When smoked, this tobacco produces a fine, aromatic smoke with a pleasant hint of lavender. Those within the area of effect, a roughly 10 foot area, must make a saving throw versus fumes every melee round they are within the area or fall into a deep and restful sleep that will last for 8 hours. After the 8 hour duration, victims will awaken fully refreshed and rested. All Hit Points, SDC, PPE and even ISP will be fully restored to maximum levels afterward as well. The smoke cloud produced by the tobacco lasts for 5 minutes before dissipating. The drawback is that the victims CANNOT be awakened under ANY circumstances, making them terribly vulnerable to attacks while they are asleep. Second, the person actually smoking the tobacco, is impervious to the effects, so the user will not gain any of the benefits of the magic sleep, unless another person in the group happens to be smoking Sleepytime as well. Then he must save like the rest. Cost: 5000 gold per ounce. One ounce is good for 2 uses.

If the "smoker" is immune to the effects, could it be instead burnt like incense and thereby effect everyone within the cloud? Sounds like a gods send for any camp healer.

No. The smoker being immune to the sleep effects of the tobacco is a sort of 'safety option', like a designated driver thing. Remember, those under the sleep effects of the smoke can't be awakened under any circumstances. Picture if you will, the group is hurt and tired, some more than others and desperately in need of rest and recuperation. They pull out a dose of Sleepytime and set it to burn like incence. Soon the entire group is resting peacefully, waiting to wake in the morning fully refreshed and ready to go. Suddenly [random nasty monster] appears at the edge of the camp, stumbling over branches, snapping logs and trees as he makes his way to the soundly sleeping camp. Unfortunately, because of the Sleepytime, no one wakes up or is even able to awaken as the monster comes tearing through the camp, slaying and eating the party members in an orgy of blood and gore. Now, if someone had actually smoked it, that person would have been immune to the effects and been able to wake up or at least keep watch so that when the nasty monster showed up he could have fought the creature off or at least found a clever way to get his friends to a safe place.

The best use of Sleepytime is to have the person smoking the stuff be the strongest of the party, 'strongest' being a relative term referring to the one most capable of handling a fight if necessary. It might also help to have an extra person waiting outside the range of effect just in case. Now of course if you're in a completely secured area such as a room at an inn or your own home, basically anyplace where you know you won't be getting attacked in your sleep, then everyone can benefit from the use of Sleepytime... just have more than one person smoking it. The extra dose being smoked by Smoker B will require Smoker A to save as well while Smoker B will still be required to save against Smoker A's dose. Eventually, everybody in the room will be asleep, guaranteed.

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