Rejects 3/1/05

[Lyrima]

Pryce is sitting at a table in the corner of the tavern.  He's got a rucksack in his lap, and he's pulling out various often-shiny trinkets: rings, bracelets, necklaces, tiaras, daggers, oddly-shaped stones in various colors, spectacles, widgets you have no name for, and thingamabobs you can only guess at.  As he pulls each one out, he turns it over, inspects it, and either places it in a pocket of his robe or sets it aside onto the table.

When asked about what he's doing, he smiles warmly and explains:

When I... returned from my somewhat unexpected sleep, I tried jewelcrafting as I did five hundred years ago, when magic was... was very different.  The crafting of enchanted items was very different.  I could simply pour magic into something and shape it, and it would be what I desired.

I created wonders in those days: rings of invisibility, talismans of spell warding, things that could make you float, things that would unlock Other Places, things that would make you wonder.

My crafting produced...  well, not at all the results I expected.  This ring, he says, holding up a lovely silver and green band, protects you from sausage.  Or that belt, he says, pointing vaguely at the pile on the table, will apparently turn you into a particularly witless gopher.  And with that, he places the Ring of Protection from Sausage in the cast-off pile.

I am therefore going through this cast-off jewelry and determining which items are worth keeping.  I'd intended this brooch, for instance, to protect one from disease, but instead, it allows the wearer to speak in Ancient Dragon.  This, Pryce places in his pocket.

What?  Oh, certainly.  Feel free to take what you like from that pile.  I've no use for any of it.

The high elf then goes back to his sorting, oblivious to all other things.

[Lyrima]

Ellendrielle
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After hearing the beautifully worded answer to her question, her eyes drift to the sparkling pile of rejects.

"Sausage? As in ground up, pork?"

Arching a slender eyebrow she reaches for it. Slipping the magnificent piece onto her gracious finger, she eyes it with a smile.

In an attempt to raise Pryce's mood, she wriggles her splendidly bejeweled finger infront of his face, despite his attempts to ignore her."

"You never know when you'll be acousted by swine." 

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Bindi:

"Ain't that tha truth! I pert near got run over by Jumjum the other day in tha Baubleshire..." the halfling peeked over the edge of Pryce's table. "Oh lookie at all tha shiney things!"

She reached out and picked up a trinket in a slightly wrinkled hand and held it up to the light. "Wot do this one do?"

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Lyrima
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Lyrima slips the cracked coral into her pack and heads over to inspect to Pryce's pile of jewelry.

"How ya doin' Pryce, d'ya have anything for the hunt?" *wolfish smile*

Happy green eyes range over the table. "I know nothin' of that long ago past stuff," her tone clearly indicating she has no desire to know more, "I only wanna only to keep Qeynos 'n my family safe."

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Aramaia
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(3/2/05 11:44 am)
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*looks up from her Vanity Faire magazine*

Did Pryce say he had...sparkly, shiny things?

*glazed look on her face* 

[Lyrima]

Pryce:

I'm afraid that none of the weapons actually help one kill a foe.  Although that ring over there causes the wearer's head to disappear.  Speaking of which, Bindi, I'd advise against putting it on.

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Kulrin:

Curiosity overcoming him, Flann reaches over Bindi's shoulder to touch a ring she is pointing at just as Pryce mentions something about it making heads disappear. Snatching his hand back quickly, and not wanting to seem a coward, he turns the movement into brushing down his mustache. Looking around to see if anyone saw him, he says,

"That's an interesting collection you have there, friend. I wish I had more time to look at it, but I need to get back to... uh... you see, there's this thing... "

Seeing that Pryce is not really paying attention to him, Flann hastily retreats to the bar, mumbling about silly people wanting trinkets when good plate armor and a stout hammer are availabe.

Flann

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(3/4/05 8:56 am)
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Bindi purses her lips as she eyes the ring. You can almost see the gears turning in her mind as she gets a twinkle in her eye and quickly slips the ring into a belt pouch.

"Oh...I see. Hmm...Ye dun got nothing wot kin make jumjum, do ya?"

The halfling woman flashes an innocent smile at Pryce. 

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Rosebud:

-tiny ears perk up as she overhears something about making people's heads disappear-

Hmmmmm ... ye got anything that makes big explosions?  Or anything to do with large axes?

-the tiny gnome eyes the tall elf with a hopeful, and slightly worrying, look in her eyes-

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(3/14/05 4:12 pm)
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Indeed, Bindi, there's an earring that causes jumjum to pour out of the wearer's nose at a somewhat alarming rate. I thought the better of trying to sell it in the Baubbleshire.

Oh, and Rosebud, most of the jewelry that causes explosions was blown up. Seems someone tried to shoplift from the Emporium. There *is* a bracelet that causes axes to be drawn to the wearer, however. I've not found a practical application for it, yet. 

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Jasyn Talyngard
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"Hm," Jasyn grunts silently as he rummages through the odd baubles, pretending he's heard every word that Pryce had been uttering.

"Alrighty!"

He spins around toward the elf, intrusively raising an empty mug just slightly below Pryce's nose. In his other hand, he dangles a tiny earring next to Pryce's ear.

"Hey there, fella! Can ya give us a demonstration of how this thing here works? I hope it, like, gushes JumJum ale 'n not that fizzlepop stuff."



Jasyn Talyngard
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[Lyrima]

Katu:

Bah.

The dwarf growls as he passes what appears to be Jasyn looking for a handout and a tableful of junk.

I donna care abou' no jumjum inducin' earring, or blowin' up necklaces, Katu eyes the small obnoxious, they all are, gnome.

Wha' I be needin' is a writin' stick. Somethin' I can talk ta an' it can write fer me. So I donna need ta see the paper.

Either that o' this thing 'ere.

The Dwarf holds up what looks like a spatula and waves it around at Wryn.

This thing any g'd?

[Lyrima]

Pryce:

Fails to notice as Wryn, at the wave of a spatula, turns into a llama.  He speaks distractedly, turning a jewel-encrusted sash over and over in his hands.  He appears not to notice the mug nor the earring dangling perilously close to his ear.

You're welcome to try it on if you like, Jasyn.  As I said, I've no use for any of those trinkets.  I'm no connossieur of jumjum; you'd have to ask Tuppen.

Katu, your idea is an interesting one.  I've never tried fashioning such an item.  Perhaps if one could bring me a quill... yes, I think periodot would work well for that...

A gnome could probably tinker something acceptable, as well.  Pryce pauses to reflect.  Do they still tinker these days?  I hadn't thought to ask...

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WrynAB
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(3/15/05 1:23 pm)
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POOF!

*blinks, her now incredibly long eyelashes fluttering*

Baaaa?

*spits on Katu* 

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Dojaeni 
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(3/15/05 10:49 pm)
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Enters with a cheerful smile on his face "good day all!" spotting the collection of jewelery "o nice, got anything there i could get for Wryn?".

Begins rummaging around next to Jasyn "what ya got there mate?" spotting the camel giving Katu the evil eye "ummm...why is there a camel here? Anyone? isnt qeymnos a bit cold for them?"

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Lyrima
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(3/15/05 11:03 pm)
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*coughs loudly*

That's a llama.

*nods to Wryn*

*claps hands over her mouth*

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Rosebud:

-peers at the llama in delight, and feeds it ale-

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WrynAB
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(3/16/05 8:03 am)
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*licks Dojaeni on the cheek*

*laps up some ale*

*licks Dojaeni on the cheek again* 

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Aramaia
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*stares at the llama, completely boggled*

It......uh......Wr.....

*sighs* 

[Lyrima]

Pryce:

Pryce sits bolt upright, alarmed.

Oh, dear me.  I left an aquamarine soaking in essence of life leech and forgot all about it.

The high elf stands bolt upright, slinging his pack of unsorted jewelry over his shoulder, and heads out the Tavern's door in a not-inconsiderable hurry.

Back in a bit.

The pile of rejected magical items remains on the table.