OOC: You're welcome. At least for this one there is. Read the Castle RP Lore/Worldbuilding Topic if you haven't already.
IC: "I am afraid I have not been here before."
One of the shops appears to sell provisions.
OOC: Yeah, I have a bad habit now of launching into things without reading the instructions. Also, thanks for the "hints" you put there.
IC: "That is fine. I suppose many a traveller feels the same as we do here." Karthon then spies a store that circumscribes the items he wishes to acquire. "If you will excuse me." With a bow Karthon leaves for the shop.
Karthon arrives at the store that sells food and water supplies, fairly good ones by the look of them through the shop window.
Upon entering he knocks upon the frame of the open door. "Hello?" He called sternly. With no reply, Karthon proceeded to gather up the supplies he required for his journey and decided to pay after he did so. Provided anyone is even here. He thought with some amusement.
While he is gathering supplies, a man comes in from the back, "Be sure to pay for that."
Karthon arrives at the store that sells food and water supplies, fairly good ones by the look of them through the shop window.
Upon entering he knocks upon the frame of the open door. "Hello?" He called sternly. With no reply, Karthon proceeded to gather up the supplies he required for his journey and decided to pay after he did so. Provided anyone is even here. He thought with some amusement.
While he is gathering supplies, a man comes in from the back, "Be sure to pay for that."
"Ah," Karthon uttered, caught off guard by the man's unexpected presence. He went over to the counter, placing upon it the packaged bread, bottled water and dried meat he took from their respective shelves.
While he is gathering supplies, a man comes in from the back, "Be sure to pay for that."
"Ah," Karthon uttered, caught off guard by the man's unexpected presence. He went over to the counter, placing upon it the packaged bread, bottled water and dried meat he took from their respective shelves.
Amion walks up. "Greetings Lexos, I've sent a messenger to the Forest Castle to inform you of my wear about
OOC: I'm tired, please forgive any bad spelling or just for awkward conversation
Alpida joins him, "It is good to see you again, Lexos. What brings you here?"
"I have found out how many Xains we're fighting. I talked with -" Lexos pauses, then looks around for anyone listening. Lexos lowers his voice. "I talked with someone called General Dror. He said that there are over six thousand troops in their army. Now, I'm here to see if anyone will join the Forest Band and help fight the Xains."
Alpida joins him, "It is good to see you again, Lexos. What brings you here?"
"I have found out how many Xains we're fighting. I talked with -" Lexos pauses, then looks around for anyone listening. Lexos lowers his voice. "I talked with someone called General Dror. He said that there are over six thousand troops in their army. Now, I'm here to see if anyone will join the Forest Band and help fight the Xains."
"Six thousand? Then it is a good thing Amion and I are going to find help. Here, though, I do not know if you will find anyone. The town seems almost empty."
"Ah," Karthon uttered, caught off guard by the man's unexpected presence. He went over to the counter, placing upon it the packaged bread, bottled water and dried meat he took from their respective shelves.
"How much for these?"
"Five."
Karthon ruffled about the leather pouch fastened to his belt, and produced four sad-looking coins. The seasoned rogue looked up and, seeing the hard face of the storekeeper, knew there would be no haggling.
Karthon ruffled about the leather pouch fastened to his belt, and produced four sad-looking coins. The seasoned rogue looked up and, seeing the hard face of the storekeeper, knew there would be no haggling.
Karthon ruffled about the leather pouch fastened to his belt, and produced four sad-looking coins. The seasoned rogue looked up and, seeing the hard face of the storekeeper, knew there would be no haggling.
"How much without the meat?"
"Three."
Amion walks in and offers an extra two coins. "That should cover it."
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