Requip & Resupply

[Flaccus Hellfire]

[OOC: Continued from "Private Sanctum". It seems Oliver isn't here, so I'm gonna rp like that. If he is indeed here and is just absent, I'll do the whole "Flaccus walked past it" routine.]

*Flaccus walker around for a while, taking quick glances at the rows of traders and other misc people. Growing more frusterated with each passing moment, Flaccus began grumbling to himself.*

"Where the hell is he...I need my armor back....C'mon...Great, now I'm thirsty, mad, AND armorless."

[Flaccus Hellfire]

[OOC: Edited the above post.]

[Young Grimwold]

[OOC: I don't know why Oliver isn't posting at the moment. I'm sorry that you're being kept waiting - it isn't fair on you. I hope he will post in the next few days, but if he doesn't, I'll bring in an NPC of my own to keep things moving.]

[Count Marcus Brinkatore]

(OOC: Appolagise about the long absance family issues have needed adressed am back now hopefully premenant again appolagies)

*Oliver is just arriveing in the Market Place. He always waits till after the other stalls have already been set up sp as to avoid the local Mlitia and Justice of The Peace who inspects all the stock that traders are putting out.*

*After the intichial inspection and the comencing of tradeing the hussle and bussle of the market place prohibits any major investigation of what a merchent is selling which suits Oliver down to the ground as he has quite a nice side line in weapons of a less then legal nature.*

*He has Flacuss's armour wraped up in some cloth stored under his stall. He begins his sales pitch.*

"Right you are ladies and Gents just you come right this way and see what Old Oliver Scaramounger he has on his stall to day hmmm. You going huntting and you need some arrows for your long bow i have some right here, you need a new knife for skinning say no more i can provied."

"Yes ladies and gentelmen any sort of weapon you can dieser Oliver Scaramounger can provied and only the finest craftmanship i assure you, there no second hand blades or shoddy arrow heads here."

"No sir ree so roll up good people and come stock up at Wolfenden's finest weapon emporium."

[Flaccus Hellfire]

[OOC: Heh, heh, funny. I just did the exact same thing....No problem Count. At least your reason is family....I blame Addis for playing Neverwinter Nights to much....

(Addis) " Alright, I killed this vampire and his two Bone Guardians....what, who's Deekin attacking?...HIM AGAIN!? I just killed him!!! Good, he's dead again...and he's back....I blame you, Flaccus.]

[IC:]

*Flaccus heard a familar voice and casually (forced) walker over to Oliver*

"Soooo....my armor ready yet? My bro ain't here to keep me in check and I am TIRED of waiting....C'mon, fork it over."

There's a shadow behind Flaccus. The shadow has a familar shape...Addis'. It gives Oliver the "shh" symble and watches Flaccus.

[Count Marcus Brinkatore]

*Oliver spots the "apperition" of Addis and dosen't feel that intimidated by his brute of a brother knowing his "keeper" is observeing.*

"I have your armour right here my fine scaled freind."

*brings out the ammour out and offers it to Flaccus.*

"Here you are good as new."

[Flaccus Hellfire]

*Flaccus unraps the cloth and looks at his armor. He turned the armor over and over again, due to A) Not knowing what Runes Addis placed on the armor and B) Inspecting Oliver's handywork.*

"Thank you, now your pay is that I don't kill you....today."

*Flaccus walked away, attatching straps and other parts of his armor as he did so. As he was walking, he heard Addis' message and shook his head. Great...why does he have to ruin any moment I can have any fun around here.*

While Flaccus is walking away, the shadow shakes its head and walks over to Oliver. It waves a clawed hand over the stall and a bag of gold appears - The rest of the fee. With a bow, the shadow melds into other shadows and disapears.

[OOC: Continued for Flaccus in "Strangers Enter the Wolf's Howl.]