Having more than a few ales in him Oliron begins to feel explorative. Gets up from the stool and meanders out the Inn door. Looking left and right Oliron walks out into the empty road. Breathing heavily, he falls to the ground on all fours sobbing then lays down and rolls over, eyes focusing on the stars. He can hear and wagons and such coming so does not worry about being run over.
He lays pondering things, were is his wife, were is his son. Do they still know he is alive or are they gone forever. Hearing some drunken patrons coming towards the exit of the Inn, Oliron quickly stands up and composes himself. Oliron meanders over to Jonas.
"Ahh, you are more crazy than me." Oliron wags a finger at Jonas. "You eat grass, what kind of crazy eats grass?" He says. Jonas looks up at him. "Yes, I know don't look at me like that."
Oliron chuckles.
"We belong to a group now, we can't just be wandering off killing anything we feel like." Oliron looks pleading at his donkey, Jonas looks on with a vacant eye. Oliron speaks, "We have to follow this course Jonas, I can feel only good coming from this." With that Oliron pats his donkey and walks back into the Inn.
"So," Namdar explains casually to the various party members throughout a couple of hours as he comes across each, as everyone goes about their affairs at different locations within the town.
Lionel sighs, "Look, for one I don't think it curse, the mage was willing to pay 2,000, and then requiring 400 to know what it does, he might be paying a fair price, but I can tell you right now, magic rings are not something you just give away knowing nothing about it, also when we do find out what it can do, rings can be recharged. I think we should hold on to it; also though I feel it should be a magic user that holds onto, at least for now, also I will withdraw my request that it be me." Lionel then goes to another note saying, "I say we head north to farms under siege, ready Amaruil?"
Edited: Thomaslee on 23rd Jan, 2010 - 3:43pm
Beast looks at Lionel and grunts,
"Humph, sell the ring and we share the gold."
He then scratches his chin.
"I can buy lots of deer meat with this"
SA: Sell the ring so I can buy some better equipment.
Makonai Sharptongue silently glides into view with his hood hiding his face. His trusty bow rattles upon his back as he bows slightly. " I, am Makonai. My marksmanship is close to none. I wish to join your party." He said softly in his cold and uncaring voice.
Edited: makonai on 23rd Jan, 2010 - 4:48pm
Beasts looks at the newcomer and asks awkwardly,
"You have any dried deer meat with you?"
Lionel raises his blow, surprised at the appearance of the new comer, thinks for a moment, and says "Yes, but only if you understand we are a team, a family for many of us", Lionel looks over at Oliron, "Are you willing to take risks for people it seem you have no wish to know, you seem uncaring, we need to know if you are willing to think about others as well as yourself not just yourself", Lionel asks the new comer.
ooc: I also vote for selling the ring and sharing the gold is the better way to go. We're still a young party and need better equipment to survive. If we get past level 1 and reach level 2 or 3 we might not need as much equipment.