Tyr
Human
Shaper
Being a FUR BLANKET
Posts: 513
Moral Alignment: Pure Hearted
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Post by Tyr on May 13, 2016 14:32:27 GMT -5
And down the last one went, all without Tyr having to do a thing. His two companions were quite the adept warriors, he'd been more of a hindrance than anything. One shot to the nethers and the others were having to rush about keeping him alive. Had his belt been comparable to the rest of his armor it wouldn't have been an issue, that was a problem to be rectified the moment he got materials to a forge. After a brief check of the wound Tyr glanced at the items that had appeared from the dead. It would have seemed strange had they not just been fighting ridiculously strong crow demon things.
"I have no need of money or a magic lantern. I do have a use for the claw and gemstone however, if my meager contribution to the fight affords me part of these treasures." They were both things he needed experience with, specifically bone crafting and the making of jewelry.
Tyr Mardok Stats: 35; 22.5 Agi. HP: 385/700 Stm: 157/245 MP: 270/473
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Post by Allyria Allenmorde on May 16, 2016 18:47:24 GMT -5
"Mmm. Sort the money and the jewel and claw amongst the two of you. The lantern is of interest to me. Apparently it is bad luck. That is what I am sensing. For some reason it attracts misfortune. Perhaps that is how the beasts stumbled upon us and why they were destroyed. It warrants study, how something can influence the world in such a way, so curious. Since it is unlit I believe it may not be in effect. I could be wrong however. We will have to tread carefully from here on out. Leaving it behind would be irresponsible. Some child could acquire it. We are better informed than them."
Allyria had to reason through it herself. She had to justify to herself why she would take the lantern. She was better suited than perhaps Jorkahn or Tyr to handle it. Though it was an object of great interest in general. Somehow it had an influence on luck. Or something of the sort. She could feel that much. It was a negative influence. Tentatively, she strode over and picked it up. The object baffled her. As she started back towards the others, she half expected to trip and break her nose. Her being careful led to her walking into a thin branch, stinging her face and causing a great amount of annoyance.
"DAMN IT ALL."
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Jorkahn Wealddir
Half-Elkagr
Champion of Jewels
Posts: 443
Prestige: Killer
Moral Alignment: Neutral
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Post by Jorkahn Wealddir on May 16, 2016 22:35:19 GMT -5
Jorkahn fell silent as the two talked and walked around, giving their piece. When they were finished talking, and Allyria had hurt herself, the boy nodded and picked up half of the money, the claw, and the jewel. Walking over to Tyr he went to place them all into the man's hands with a smile. "Though I may be the Champion of Jewels, I have no need for either of these items. I will only take half of the gold if that is alright with you both." The boy barely gave Tyr a chance to voice his agreement, or lack thereof, before turning in the direction of Allyria and walking towards her. He scooped the rest of the coins up off the ground and pocketed them on his way.
The Warrior rifled through his bag as he approached her and took out a golden item with a moonstone and a gold chain. He was suddenly a bit more skittish, the adrenaline starting to wear off. Not to mention the fact that, although they have fought together, Allyria was still more of an acquaintance to him. "Uhm, of course, that doesn't mean I don't expect a further reward!" The young man let out a nervous laugh to indicate he was joking and not seriously expecting anything in return. "But in all s-seriousness." He cleared his throat. "It seems you know how to identify magical items? If you wouldn't mind, do you think you could 'sense' what this does? I have had it for months and I can sense that it is magical. However, I have never put it on as I was not certain of its function. B-besides fashion, of course."
Moonstone Gold Amulet -Unknown magical Effect
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Tyr
Human
Shaper
Being a FUR BLANKET
Posts: 513
Moral Alignment: Pure Hearted
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Post by Tyr on May 17, 2016 21:41:20 GMT -5
Tyr made no fuss about the dividing of things except to refuse the gold. "Lad, take the money. The Countess and I have no need, I assure you." Nobility generally had a way of keeping vast sums of money on hand at any given moment. The Mardok Duchy was doing particularly well, he had no reason to part Jorkahn from the rest of the Ritz. "The moment I am in need of such things I will charge you for your armor instead." The wide grin returned after a brief laugh. It was good to be in better spirits after the melee. Almost allowed Tyr to forget the wonderfully painful wound that made walking distinctly difficult.
"Now, how about we get everyone packed onto the newly built cart and get back to town? We can sit down with a good meal, talk about some interesting revelations made today, and rest up for our adventure." Sitting down for a while sounded good.
Tyr Mardok Stats: 35; 22.5 Agi. HP: 385/700 Stm: 156/245 MP: 270/473
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Post by Allyria Allenmorde on May 18, 2016 7:20:27 GMT -5
"That sounds reasonable."
Allyria muttered while rubbing her forehead. She looked over at her companions to see if they were silently mocking her for walking into the branch. Then she noticed that Tyr looked awful with his wounds, and Jorkahn was wounded as well.
"Tyr you look like you're halfway to death. Let me patch you up. Lie down in the cart, let me examine the wound. Jorkahn, if you can manage it with your wounds hitch up the cart to the horses and get us moving back to Morith. I'd rather not linger here if that's feasible."
She loaded her things into the cart, then climbed in herself. She'd help anyone up into it or help them load it from her position. If Tyr and Jorkahn did as she asked then she'd get to looking at the man's wound. To reassure him she started talking, more to work her own anxieties out.
"I once saved a young man from certain death. His lower leg had been cut off and he was going to bleed out and die. That happened before I got to Sorath the first time. Anyway, I bound his wound and had to cut the bad parts of the flesh off so he could get a clean wrapping so it could heal better. It was my first attempt at surgery. Looks like your bleeding stopped a while ago. We just have to clean you up, give you some binding and if you're comfortable with it I can do some minor healing sorcery to help. Same for you Jorkahn. Tyr is a little worse off than you."
She was completely ignoring her own needs. She could have stood some medical attention. She wasn't in bad shape though. Nothing rest couldn't cure.
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Jorkahn Wealddir
Half-Elkagr
Champion of Jewels
Posts: 443
Prestige: Killer
Moral Alignment: Neutral
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Post by Jorkahn Wealddir on May 18, 2016 8:59:23 GMT -5
Jorkahn nodded and thanked Tyr for the money. It wasn't that he had any particular need for money at the moment, he had mostly free access to his father's wealth. He supposed that was one thing he was proud of. Even if his father rarely showed him any love, he at least trusted his son with his money. Regardless, the boy assumed the nobles had a healthier sum of money at their disposal than he did, so he didn't put up much of a fight and took the other half. He was now nine hundred and sixty-six ritz richer. "That's too bad, I planned on being a mooch forever!" The young warrior laughed in jest with the older man. This caused a slight amount of pain in his stomach, reminding him of his wound. It was still bleeding slightly and would likely continue if he didn't at least bandage it. There was still a lot of moving to be done. The boy nodded towards Allyria and began to gather up the horses, cooing and stroking their manes as he did so. When they were all gathered he hitched them up to the cart, his mount Libby at the front. "You only need worry about Tyr, Lady Allenmorde. My wound is small and simply needs bandaging, which I can do myself." He smiled at her as he climbed atop the cart, an almost unnoticeable look of pain on his face as he strained his muscles. The half-breed took the time to bandage up his wounds to at least staunch the bleeding until he could get a closer look at it when they were in a safer place. When Allyria and Tyr were ready and everyone was packed up and on the cart he would head them in the direction of town. He listened to them talk on the way there and would chime in whenever he had something to contribute. "Let me know if you need help with anything back there."
((966 rits in the wallet please! ))
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