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| As dawn breaks Osian awakes from his sleep, rolls out of bed, stretches out and gets ready to go meet Telarrin. Just as he's about to leave, he stops for a second, considering, then nods to himself and reaches under his bed to pull out his sack of gold, something he doesn't normally carry with him. He leaves the guild, and heads south, but instead of going straight to the docks he walks to City wall walk, to make a brief stop at Paul-Jean's. He walks in, glad that the shop is open this early, and greets Paul-Jean. He peruses the wears for a minute, finally deciding upon a well made elven cloak. He hands Paul-Jean a fairly substantial bag of gold, folds up the cloak and sticks it under his arm, and is then on his way again. Osian follows the wall south to the docks, smiling as the smell of the sea reaches him. He walks along the docks, passing the Salty Sea Dog, where some activity can be seen even now, at dawn. He then begins looking around for a helpful rogue, but finds none. He sighs slightly, and shrugs at himself. It takes him a few attempts to open the door with his unlock spell, but he manages in the end. When he reaches the top of the stairs, he sees Telarrin sitting on the bed, looking like he's been ready to get out of here for a while. He's apparently in a much better mood than he had been the previous couple days, as evidenced by his greeting. "Good morning Osian. I'm glad you're finally here. Sleep well, lad?" Osian smiles to try to hide his feeling about how he slept. "Aye, well enough. And ye?" Telarrin stands, anxious to get going. "Very well. Let's go, shall we?" Osian grins. "Certainly.. but first, I got a couple things for ye." Osian unfolds the elven cloak and hands it to Telarrin. "Wear this, would ye? Just to make sure ye keep warm. Ye seem to be well enough, but I wouldn't want ye to get sick while ye're not at full health. Also.." Osian reaches into his pouch and pulls out a large sack of gold. "Take this, and buy some armor and a sword perhaps. I know ye'll be needing it." Telarrin chuckles slightly. "Thank you, lad. It'll be quite useful. Ah my, I can't wait to swing a sword again." Osian smiles. "Let's go, then." Osian and Telarrin proceed down the stairs together, and exit the house that has been Telarrin's prison for the past two days, and make their way towards the Adventurer's Guild. |
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