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

The stand is deserted...

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'60 bags for that silver falchion' Reuben says with a smile.

"Item sold!"
Maxim takes a quill and some ink, and strikes out a line from his noteboard. He then presents the blade to Reuben.

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An older dwarf hobbles slowly up to the table dragging his left leg slowly behind him after taking a few moments to catch his breath he looks over the items on the table.

Would you take 50 Bags for the Hide Armor?

*A young, robed cleric, a Lathanderite by his vestments and holy relic, approaches. He peruses the suits of armor, smiling hesitantly to the merchant.*

Dawn's blessings on you, goodman. My name is Kellan and I have been asking after a lightweight suit of plate armor. If you have something that would fit that bill, would you quote me a price?

**The reticent young pilgrim awaits the half-orc's answer, hope plain on his bearded face.*

Maxim looks at the dwarf : "Hu, what's with your leg?" He shakes his head and nods :"Aye, after two days it'll be yours if on one else puts more." and he writes down the bid.

"Hey my dear, I have what is good for you!", exclaims Maxim to Kellan. He pulls out a mithral breastplate from a bag "Look at this breastplate, it's a very fine armor made of mithral! Light-weight too, sure... But you from the temples have huge chests of gold, haven't you !? Come on, tell me your offer!" He gives Kellan a broad smile.

*Terri would approach the items and look at the armors* "I will pay 40 bags for the 5 pound full plate. The names Terri."

Maxim makes a reverence to Terri : "It's noted, milady Terri!"

* an elven ranger walks up and inspects the auction*

I would like to place this weapon in our armory. I will offer 10 bags to start the bidding. May name is Eowiel.

*Longsword +3, with bonus v. orc

sinopip wrote:Maxim looks at the dwarf : "Hu, what's with your leg?" He shakes his head and nods :"Aye, after two days it'll be yours if on one else puts more." and he writes down the bid.

A well dressed man runs his hand across the hide. Learning of the current bid from the half-orc, he offers a raise.

"Seventy bags from me, Damian Valsarez, on this beautiful garb!"

A moonelven archer quietly approaches.

After looking over the offers for quite some time she finally mutters:

"Twenty bags for that breastplate. - Acceptable?"

//20k for the Mithral Breastplate//

Looking at the ranger, the half-orc blinks his eyes. "Well, sir Eowiel, this longsword is worth quite more than that... but I'll take your bid if it's 15 bags... agreed?" Maxim grins.


At Damian's offer, Maxim grins and writes down his bid.


Maxim says at the moon elf : "Fair enough. We'll wait to see if there is any other offer soon, or it'll be yours!"

*The priest looks at the suit of mithral for a few moments and then shakes his head.*

"I am looking for a full suit of armor, not simply a breastplate and it seems the one that you have is already priced far out of my reach. I do not know what coffers you believe the temple to possess but their resources are not my own personal trove. Dawn's blessings upon you, merchant."

*The priest strides away without further comment, hands folded in front of him.*