Of Glass and Coal
Season of Rushing Waters
Mina listens quietly as Gorok recounts what the lands of his tribe are like, sodden and savage is what you manage to pick out among the unfamiliar words.
"We should probably get muck walking boots and waxed cloaks to shed the rain..."
Tidehawk flies the rains are near/ Tidehawk swoops the storm is here. The verse impinges upon your consciousness without context save for the smell of brine so very different from the reek of the city. Images seen in dreams, flashes of color half understood.
Above all else you walk among tables of stone and fungus wood looking for something to guard your eyes from the fire above, but glass is a rare and precious thing here, loved for its beauty and its colors, not for any practical use. 'After all, why would anyone want to linger in the Burnlands with the hateful sun? Even the most daring of raiders know not to linger there,' a pale gilled fellow offering free shrimp samples from a bowl by his elbow with every purchase informs you.
Supplies: 1d100 = 33 (Basics only)
While none of the cloaks are good enough by Gorok's judgement he finally settles on heavy full body coverings, 'ponchos' Mina calls them and she assures you that all of you will be glad of the scratchy material when the first of Gozreh's storms are upon you. Attempts to find something to cover you all even more while you sleep, a fabric roof on poles called a 'tent', prove fruitless. All the merchants summoned by the sound of easy coin have as little of an idea of what that is as you do... not that it stops some of them from trying to pretend otherwise.
Gained 4 Ponchos
Lost 20 sp
As you contemplate sticking one of the things over your head so you can shade your eyes Mina notices your plight. "Maybe you could draw coal dust circles around the eyes. I heard they do that in Osirion to guard from the glare. Well, what I really heard was that the noble ladies in Caliphas were doing that takinng after the Osiriani, but just to look more striking. The mendicant friar who brought the news didn't seem very impressed, but it's not like he had been to Osirion or Caliphas I'll bet."
By the time she is done experimenting you catch a glimpse of a face made strange in the polished blade of Cob's new trick blade that can be flipped closed into the shape of an innocuous flute. A bit too fancy for a goblin some might say, but it's not as though Cob's kin aren't as well known as any others from claiming prizes from the living and the dead alight.
Cob gains a Masterwork Switchblade
Lost 305 gp
"There are many merchants, not as much customers as they had expected," Gorok muses as he looks over at a one horned kobold less ostentatiously garbed than your friend the dragon bothered but with a far less consistent collection of arms at her feet. "With the raids over here is less need to them. We have our pick..."
"
You have your pick," you counter, motioning to the gloom blade, still an unaccustomed weight at your side, one you have bumped against the side of tables and the edge of doors more than you would like to recall.
Weapons: 1d100 = 93 (A wide selection)
What, if anything does Gorok Set Aside?
[] Write in
If the Earth-shaker is selected it will remain with him, just not as a weapon
What masterwork does he buy?
[] Machete
[] Dwarven Maul Axe
[] Scythe
[] Greataxe
[] Throwing Axe
OOC: For anyone wondering, yes, Kori does look like a racoon at the moment since he just had coal dust applied around his eyes by someone who had heard of something like that fourth or fifth hand.