Ertu's Stall - FAI

[Vhaeraun Baen're]

Selling my old adventuring gear and some trinkets I have picked up on my adventures.

Gauntlets with +4 Deflection and 1d4 Acid Damage c/o 160k

Fang Warhammer +3: 100k
+3 EB
+1 pierce
1d8 massive crits
vamp regen +1
only usable by Evil

Hammer of the Wisp +2
+2 EB
+1 pierce
OnHit Fear DC:14 25%/1rd

Full Plate +4 50k

Full Plate +3, 4/- Blud Resist 15k

Bone Axe:
+2 EB
+2 Blud
1d4 vs undead

• White Dragon Armor
  
  Balanced Hands 5k
  
  Ring of Might 20k
  
  Tower Shield +3 30k
  
  Light Crossbow +4
  
  Boots +3 AC, +1 Con, +1 CHA
  
  Ring of Protection +3
  
  Mithral Scale Mail

[sinopip]

A half-orc goes to Mudd's, as some may notice he's often there. He sees Ertu's stall and greets him, raising his hand. He looks at the items on the stall before saying : "Very good items you've got here, I might use some. Well, this fullplate there, or..." He makes some proposals.

/// PM sent

[Vhaeraun Baen're]

The half-orc bangs his fists loudly to gain attention to his stall

[Vhaeraun Baen're]

// updated with prices and current offers

[Lanzlo]

A hin in dark leather and a tattoo on her face stops by. Her eyes light upon the ring, and she smirks. "That ring could be useful in my endeavors. But, I don't have that cash on me... yet. Would you consider a trade?" She pulls out a pair of finely crafted slippers...

///PM Sent.

[Vhaeraun Baen're]

*after a long nap Ertu wakes up*

OH yea, I'm trying to sell my junk...

///updated list

[Steve]

A man in a sea-blue tunic of sturdy weave worn to protect those that travel between the harsh coastal winds and the harsher interior environments of the Trade Way, stops at the Friendly Arm this day, soon admiring the bracers that are offered for sale.

"Is it solely coin you seek, good tradesman, or is their goods you would exchange for these exceptionally enhanced bracers of magical defense?"

[SoulKitchen]

Vahr pauses as he walks by, motioning to the boots on display.

"Vhen you're done vith him, let's (person) about these. Yes?"

[Nomster]

Ned wanders by, his caravan having made a stop at the Friendly Arm Inn. He rubs the back of his neck as he looks over the wares and then at a quiet moment nods at the armor, "That one there. I will start it off with 50 000 coin, aye? Ned's the name."


//Full Plate +4