Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

Steve wrote:

elsteveo wrote:Maquin breaks into a broad grin at Artim's answer his posture relents.

"For all yours airs that is an astute answer it shows more wisdom than I would have expected"

He pauses before continuing look thoughtfully at a necklace on display.

"I am interested in that chain it has some properties I find useful"
"How about 10 bags for it"

\\\ Offer 10k for
Periapt of Peaceful Water
AC bonus +1 natural
Improved Saving throws Mind +4
Spell Resistance: 28

"Yes, yes, yes!
It is quite the best
To remain at piece
Against so many powerful spells, you may resist!

But this you should know
Ten bags is too low
For other merchants will tell you, surely
The lowest one sells if for thirty."

Artim crosses his arms and smiles.

"You willing to pay that, sir?"

Maquin purses his lips at the reply and pauses obviously deep in thought.

"Well I don't see customers lining up to bid for it so how about we split the difference and call it 20 bags?"

"Good sir," replies Artim to Maquin, "it is not a thing I must sell. So I retain the minimum of thirty bags."

Maquin grins and replies.

"Well you can't fault a fella for trying to save a coin or two....."

He looks into his backpack and again pauses before speaking.

"30 Bags it is I will return shortly I have a few items I need to sell"


///Pm on its way

Osric approaches and hesitantly offers the following:

Mysterious dagger, cloaked in shadow
I seek to buy, not borrow
An offer of five thousand and a rhyme
Pray you think it a fair dime.

Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains
Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains
It's a ho-hey, hi-hey farmers bar yer doors
When ya see the Jolly Roger on Chionthar's mighty shores



A lad in a tricorne hat passes by and offers 10000 gold pieces for

Ring of the Knight
Bonus Feat: Toughness
CON +2
DEX +2

Hello sir!

Red-haired female halfling approaches with a smile.

Be you red hooded riddle man?
I'm seeking to trade what I can
For belt of Spelunker here I bring
Golden beautiful thing!

Then she pulls an ring and presents it to a man.

//Green Ashamed Ring
+4 HP
+3 Charisma
+1 Wisdom

Item seems to be emanating dim blue light.

*Snaz is seen dancing*

Dear sir Artim of many fine wares
Dare I ask your price for such dagger of two weapon fighting?
Yes I do, as I say to you;
How much might you sell that dagger to me for?

wangxiuming wrote:Osric approaches and hesitantly offers the following:

Mysterious dagger, cloaked in shadow
I seek to buy, not borrow
An offer of five thousand and a rhyme
Pray you think it a fair dime.

Artim responds to this Osric, with a neutral countenance:

"A dagger such as this
Is only for the rich
Or should I better say
He that would become far richer, this day...

Thus to satisfy my desire
Your offer must increase exponentially higher
And if it pleases you to try again
You will find the Procurer of Tales...always willing to listen."

dzidek1983 wrote:Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains
Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains
It's a ho-hey, hi-hey farmers bar yer doors
When ya see the Jolly Roger on Chionthar's mighty shores



A lad in a tricorne hat passes by and offers 10000 gold pieces for

Ring of the Knight
Bonus Feat: Toughness
CON +2
DEX +2

Artim responds to the man in a tricorn hat:

"What be you, good man
A pirate...or just a friendly brigand.

A young lad you appear to be
With a fair deal of coin, I see.

But I have heard, but better to explain
There is a deal perhaps you can make—not with me—but with Trader Jane."

Mork wrote:Hello sir!

Red-haired female halfling approaches with a smile.

Be you red hooded riddle man?
I'm seeking to trade what I can
For belt of Spelunker here I bring
Golden beautiful thing!

Then she pulls an ring and presents it to a man.

//Green Ashamed Ring
+4 HP
+3 Charisma
+1 Wisdom

Item seems to be emanating dim blue light.

Artim responds to the woman:

"Such gorgeousness in form
To be adorned and gracefully worn
Upon finger or perhaps snared to chain
And such powers of personality one may gain.

But to tell you much truth
From out a not so distant youth
I inherited a ring with such fame
So to trade you this belt for it...I would not gain.

However that this may be
May it be one day you bring me
A ring with equal or greater gains to attractiveness
But in addition, magical powers for a sorcerer's spell list."

Convolutedline wrote:*Snaz is seen dancing*

Dear sir Artim of many fine wares
Dare I ask your price for such dagger of two weapon fighting?
Yes I do, as I say to you;
How much might you sell that dagger to me for?

Artim responds:

"Forty thousand coins worth of value
Is what I can tell you.

If you can manage to have that delivered to my bank
I will trade you this dagger...and we shall both say thanks."

Khulgar walks up and immediately looks interested, he then points to the Mithral Scalemail and says.

"roses are red, dirt is black, I suck at poems"

Now

"How much ya asking for the Mithral Scale?"

Steve wrote:

Convolutedline wrote:*Snaz is seen dancing*

Dear sir Artim of many fine wares
Dare I ask your price for such dagger of two weapon fighting?
Yes I do, as I say to you;
How much might you sell that dagger to me for?

Artim responds:

"Forty thousand coins worth of value
Is what I can tell you.

If you can manage to have that delivered to my bank
I will trade you this dagger...and we shall both say thanks."

Agreed, I shall most certainly make said purchase when soonest available!

Somewhere there is a clear vioce to hear, someone playing a lyre. Freya does what others did't to get attention form the merchant. She seems to present y whole song, a ballad with a message that everyone can use: Hope.

Walking over the streets of time
Curious, wondering and I see
many lost their fate in hope
embittered, peevish and hurt

The world I see lives in the dark
People outside are doomed in their fate
The darkness holds them with iron hand
The hope seems vanished and gone

Every time I ask myself
How much someone can endure

Every time I ask myself
How much sorrow overcomes hope

As I see deep into the hearts
I still can feel a glint of hope
Less will do to flee the dark
To bring back a spark

In the same way everything is forgot
The sparkle deep in the heart
The darkness holds down to be still strong
The heart with power and strength

But on my way I can see
The bearer of hope in front of me
Most of them do not now their self
But they glow sturdy and stable

The shadow cannot hold them down
The bright light let them flee in fear
And everyone who knows them
Goes lighter and gladly away

Everyone can be such a light
Some are born, other will be it in time
All of them share one thing
The light can never be dimmed

Hope can banish the darkness
The shadow will flee the shining light
Everyone has this light inside
Believe yourself this way

you can be these hope too
take care of the light in you
together we can free the world
to drive the shadow away

No one can stop us now
As long as we trust our self.
The shadow has lost his strength over us
As far as we count on hope

I can see und feel happy
What we are able to do

I can see and feel happy
With so much hope all shadows flee

So the parttime-bard in her shines through. In the end she looks around at the reactions of the people, if they liked it. Or at least if the merchnat is satisfied enough it hear, what she would be interested in.

Seraphine wrote:So the parttime-bard in her shines through. In the end she looks around at the reactions of the people, if they liked it. Or at least if the merchnat is satisfied enough it hear, what she would be interested in.

Artim is standing a a near distance, arms crossed, leaning against a wall of a looming, nearby building, with his eyes and particularly his ears, focused on the singing woman.

When she has finished, and taken a breath, the Procurer of Tales approaches her with a friendly smile upon his face.

"My good woman...you sing as a being truly possessed by a certain hope and desire in life. Admirable, and beautiful to the ears.

Is it that...there is something from my wares that interests you? Let me tell you of all that I carry in the Kabinet...and if a trade can be made, so be it."