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>>/5173/ > But don't worry, the chance of that happening is slim. I guess? Ashley glances her way then shrugs. >>/5172/ > Cat has slight doubts whether this old man would be capable of running for hours and then be ready for a fight. >>/5176/ > Alice steps forward with Yulya in tow to address Daran >>/5180/ > Ashley you did great getting us free gear just now but let me handle this! This man is - different! Ashley tastefully refrains from laughing out loud. > Master Edermath I presume? > ... > Yet even worse it appears... > ...If we hurry we should make it in time! [PERSUASION 1d20+4=14] Master Edermath looked both relieved and concerned, he spoke with a silky smooth, elegant tone, reminiscent of the drow. "As you so gracefully put it, this is your quest. What kind of adventurer would I be to take away such a joy of accomplishment. Though I do appreciate the important work of traders," he glanced at Ashley momentarily with a slight distaste to his expression, "working with them isn't my passion, no, my passion is these trees now, they're like my children and they need me." His voice became drawn out as if in the presence of something grotesque, "Gundran and his brothers, the dwarves in general, well you know dwarves can be, they're a lot like," he swallowed as if trying to get down medicine, with a quick glance at Ashley "others we're familiar with." He scoffed in a derisive way, with a feigned smile. "The l'adru, the ki'l'adru, they can be so well behaved at times yet you know their nature will always be prominent in dealings with them. You're familiar with the yaulë obviously, not the least bit disagreeable, nor cultured, like the pia naug, they simply don't have it in them, how can we fault their nature? Not even their royalty is the least bit couth. I digress. He's done wonders for this town, of course, and I was here long before there was a town left to be called such, and then the mine opened, not that I don't appreciate the extra business, I applaud him, not bad for a naug. But do please send him my regards and well wishes." He smiled again, with deep lines forming around his dark eyes, "would you perhaps be interested in some fresh pressed cider? Excuse me if I don't break out the formal cups. Do sit and relax, I may have something you can use on your little adventure." There were only two other chairs. He looked back toward an open window as if signaling someone inside. He seemed in no rush." [Respond to any point in his dialogue you see fit to talk to him.]