"alright, I'll take the stronger line, a fishing rod, and 2 bobbers for... well im good with favors. what menial tasks do you need done?"
(Persuasion:22)
Arthur nods
"I'm not sure how long I'll be around, but if your mold Guy has a Brass Knuckle Mold, I would be interested in a couple. but for now: You said you had Fishing Line? how tough of line are we dealing with?"
"I might be in the market for some fishing line, but i see you are pouring metal into a mold. Im curious as to what it takes to make such a mold. And if i were to make a mold your fee"
(Peruasion: 23)
Arthur Pockets his Potion, nodding in respect to Thurmond
"Many Thanks, milord." Arthur says before trying to contemplate what he will need for this venture. Arthur checks his coinpurse, and laughs that it's empty. Arthur looks at The Firepit in the Middle of the Room and Casts Control Flames to...
"maybe if we go for a frontal Assault" Arthur proses " but if stealth is our way to go, we should take Orvar with us" Arthur says, trying to gauge why a River city worships Tyr and not Njord
(Religion: 12)
"Crystal Clear. This Person of Interest is now persona non grata. Brigands robbing travellers Blind. I take it you would like the six of us to do a wellness check?" Arthur inquires as he tries to Peer at the Map for any and all Pertinent and Beneficial Information
(Investigation: Natural 1 (4) )
"The package was heading from the North and heading to Namcester. My Employer recieved a missive it was waylayed in a storehouse here due to the crisis here" Arthur explains
"Governor Thurmond, I am Arthur Faye, A Sellsword here on other business. Namely a package I need to assure makes its way to Namcester. But i am here, so i might as well offer my services to this cause" Arthur says, bowing
(Peruasion: 24)
(Intelligence Check: Dirty Ass 20)
"Leona, I believe. I'm acquainted. she seemed nice.... well Nice as one can be at Face Value. but I am remissed of my manners. Arthur Faye from Namcester. I served with Captain MIchaels. He was always talking about Faith in Careless Whispers about this place"
Arthur stashes the bottle in his Components Pouch before joining this heated argument
"And who is to say once you replicate the virus you can be trusted with it's safeguarding? all replicating the Virus will do is make it easier for the wrong hands to use it for Nefarious Needs."
(Persuasion: 10)
Arthur looks at this stranger hitting on Akala Maka in what could be her native language and just shrugs it off
"I dont think you should even think about hitting on her, Boy-o. i have a feeling she'll hit you back even harder. she's quite bonnie herself. now we have to go see the Leader of this...
"Sounds like a real big problem there. Maybe you should do something about it" Arthur huffs as he loosens the grip on his sword and continues to walk, shrugging off the feel of this Fish-Town Fur Trader.
"I'm fine, Akala Maka. I cannot say the same for this smelly fellow. what's your deal anyway, sir?" Arthur says, hands going towards his weapon instinctively
Arthur shakes his head abd gets back to the task on hand (per the Charisma Save of 20)
"So we need to go to his house, and there are others there already? Well Akala Maka, lets go"
(This Nun is too cliche in their presentation and seemed too Glinda the witch of the north in their Inflection. Is this Nun really who they proport to be?)
(INSIGHT: 5)
"Actually I came due to some missing Car...go" Arthur says, taken aback at this figure that stands before him
"Ahem. I thought I was in town, my thing should most likely take just the afternoon. I just need to talk to some ship hands at the docks and make sure this package heads North. I dont...
(moreso was looking on the Poster and reading it)
Arthur ponders the implications of a Cleric of Tyr as he walks towards the Temple, feeling the palpable air, and staving off the smell of rotting Fish.
Arthur shakes his head. at least room and board for the week is taken care of for him by way of his employer, but Money is Money, and if he can make some side cash while on this main thing He will. Arthur looks for where to meet this Cleric.
(Perception: 3)