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| Talking to the Borryman is likely to put one to sleep. |
Choice: Enter: 213
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| I'm sure white aprons are a great choice when handling... well, anything, really. |
"Hail, good sir. I take you to be Ben Borryman, am I correct?"
Choice: Talk: 248
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| Could someone please tell me which objects count as magic? |
"10 Gold it is," I say, deciding it best not to try and barter with claims of the iron spike's mystic properties, or lose any black pearls. Nicodemus never did tell me the compounds exact requirements.
GP: 31-10=21
Choice: Pay: 85
"So... what brings you to live in Blacksand?" I ask, trying to pass the time. The man merely grunts and keeps focused on his work. "Know anything about Lotus Flowers?" He makes no response, so I wait outside under the Sun and just enjoy myself.
When he's done, I take the arrow, examine it, and nod. "Thanks, I commend your craftsmanship, and bid you the best of luck in your future endeavors."
He nods and informs me that I shall surely need the luck for myself. "Silver arrows are a popular item with a certain sort," he says ominously, "Which is why they're forbidden to be crafted in Blacksand... and why the name of Leonard Barton is signed on that arrow. Make sure any who find it recognize that."
I smile broad at the sly old man. "And what has Barton done to deserve this?"
The man considers me a moment, then says, "Let's just say I take poorly to those who treat my work poorly. Especially when the work in question is my son."
I nod solemnly, and ope for more juicy nuggets, but the old man appears dried up of all talk. I say my goodbyes and head on to my destiny.
Just need Hag's Hair and Lotus Flowers now.
Choice: Leave: 100
Skill: 11
Stamina: 14/15
Luck: 8/8
Gold Pieces: 21
Provisions: 10/10
Green Phial
Pirate Hat
Throwing Knife
Climbing Rope
Iron Spike
Lantern
6 Black Pearls
Garlic Clove
Silver Arrow
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