After our conquests in Karph's Cove the party decided we had explored enough and decided to return to grandma and the rest of the kobolds to inform them it was safe for them to return. The greeted us on our arrival back to the sewers and I shared my "orange fingers" with grandma who seemed rather pleased. After the kobolds were convinced it was safe to return we decided to return to the surface and back up to Farehaven to respectfully deal with our fallen companions remains. We had no trouble locating the temple district and upon arriving we met briefly with an elf named Uschymna and it turns out she was one of the council of nine. I have a feeling she will be of use to us later on, but for now she simply helped us with finding the temple of Paloma so that we could respectfully deal with Tane. There he was taken in and his remaining crowns, which we decided would be disrespectful to take, were used as the tithe for his burial. I don't see much the sense of leaving all that gold on a dead body who won't be getting any use of it, and furthermore I'm convinced Tane would have wanted us to have it, but at any rate I figured it better to let this one slip as opposed to quarreling with my new friends and my younger brother.
After those matters were attended to it was growing late, but we decided to pay Nan a visit to inform her that her demons were taken care of. Nan, however, was not in the best of states when we arrived and was babbling something about a keep and not letting us through so we decided it best to get some rest and return the next day.
Upon returning to Nan it appeared she was her usually, mostly coherent, self. It did seem she was unsatisfied with the idea that we aided her demons and when it appeared she would not be convinced that they would not be a bother to her anymore I decided to do some convincing of my own and Nan now believes the kobolds to be rotting away below the sewers, dying a slow and painful death. That being settled Nan accompanied us back to the guild to sponsor us.
Nan put in a good word for us and we recalled all that we had been through to Sir Rychard who informed us we would have to convince the three lords of our worth to the guild. And so we were introced to Lord Konstantein, Lord Khristos, and Lord Tazgah. I was not overly impressed by these lords, and I get the impression they shared the same sentiment, but in the end we were able to convince them of our worth to the guild. We then decided to meet up with the sponsor to the guild mission which we had inadvertently completed while we were in Karph's Cove, one named Gnecyznohr.
We met this Gnecyznorh at the Crown and Cup later that afternoon and he was a very curt old man. He valued his time greatly and was not privy to us wasting it. Cecill attempted to speak to him, but very much to my enjoyment he was silenced by this man again and again. Nebrarlun even tried conversing with this man to no avail. Me and my brother though faired much better, given our backgrounds, at speaking with this man and together were able to not only convince him of the historical importance of the documents which we procured, but aslo of their value and it was because of our efforts we were rewarded handsomely. And naturely being the one who was able to negotiate with this man and the individual who showed great expertise in the battle we fought to obtain these documents I split up the crowns evenly amongst us. The rest of the group apparently did not agree and we settled the argument like refined gentlemen. We next decided to figure out what we could do with the vials we found.
We were directed to Q's shop to learn more about the vials we obtained. It turns out this Q is adept with potion making and enchantments. We first decided to shop around and see what he had in stock. I was interested in some poison to perhaps coat some of my arrows in, but upon mention of the word I was immediately thrown out of the establishment! How dare he! I meant no offense to the man! He seemed to behave terribly unreasonable and so I set out to defer an would be victims of this man's harassment and embarrassment while my companions took their sweet time conversing with him. After many long moments waiting for them outside we headed out to the weaponsmith, Gittan.
While our tip to Gittan did prove to be more fruitful than our visit to Q's it wasn't by much. She was a brutish half orc woman who was clearly and excellent smith, but not as fine a business woman. She was unwavering on her prices which I was not fond of, but the group was able to resupply and move on.
We spent the next few days resting and the Crown and Cup and I commissioned Nebrarlun to create a potion of healing for me from the recipes we found in Karph's Cove. The rest of the group checked in regularly with Q for there potions which they commissioned for him to restore. He probably fumbled with each one and I doubt any of them are worth a damn. Meanwhile I visited the trade post and attempted to get rid of the club and shield which I was still holding on to. They weren't interested in the damn things either! How can no on want this suff?? At any rate I believe they took me for a fool and attempted to sell me a false potion, and although I wasn't certain I decided I would hold onto my crowns for now.
I finally convinced my brother of the potetial value of the shield. Praise Paloma! Now if only I could figure out what is up with this stone club.