Slime Salad

Normin enters the "The Abscondlery" it smell like too many different kinds of incence. Up front is a display of discount magic flameless candles with a sign that says "When you need to burn the midnight oil and you can't burn anything" There is a section of common potion ingredie...

"Must be quite a gift!" Says Weisana, clearly still curious.

"Well, whatever is cooking smells good. I'm going up" she says. "See you around" and she heads up the stairs, leaving Hyne alone below deck.

In the Marketday district, Normin locates a street lined with shops that sell supplies for Alchemy and Magic. Some are already closed for the day, but others are still open. One in particular seems to cater to university students, judging by the advertisements posted in the window. A few students ar...

"Huh?" Says Dirk "I ... Uh... I'm gonna get breakfast..." Dirk scurries away and up the stairs towards the deck.

"So what is in the box?" Asks Weisana, peering curiously.

DM wrote:I can't remember if we we ever established the day if the week. I'm going to go ahead and say that it is Friday night. Normin can remember that or not as you please.

Is he heading to the satellite campus in the Smokefields? Or heading to find a reagent retailer in Marketday?

DM wrote:Best. Recap. Ever.

"Oh! Oh... yeah! This is yours?" Dirk says, sweating. "I found it in the... washroom. Didn't know what it was. The top wound't open... so I figured..." he trails off, watching Hyne nervously. Weisana picks up the ear-ring and looks at it closely. "Yes! That is one of mine, T...

{{1d20 -1 DC10 WIS save for Dirk to comprehend that you are giving him an out here}}

Dirk sees something small shiny and golden flying towards him, and instinctively looses his grasp on the box to catch it. The box falls to the floor with a dull heavy "thunk" Dirk fails to catch the earring, and it bounces off his neck and lands on the floor. "Hey!" Dirk exclaims...

DM wrote: {{1d20 - 1 DC13 WIS save for whether he tries to catch it}}

{{1d20 + 2 DC10 DEX save to catch it if he fails the first check}}

The floor boards squeak just a bit as Hyne moves into view.

Dirk sees Hyne out of the corner of his eye, and flinches. He tries ineffectively to hide the box behind his back.

Weisanna gives Dirk a puzzled look. "What's that?" she asks.

DM wrote:{{1d20 + 4 Dirk's perception}} {{1d20 + 4 Weisanna's perception}}

Haha! Not to mention the NPC rolling natural 20's :)

Hyne can hear Weisanna's voice back in the hall. "Good morning, Dirk!"

DM wrote:Another roll happens {{1d20 + 2}}

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