everything at a fair price

 Fortu strolls around the place, totally bemused by the hussle and bussle, but with a permanent grin. Never having had the freedom before he enjoyed moving around the fair. Stopping outside Vitalli's Potent Potions as the owner cry's out the unbelievable benefits of his wares. "so if I drink this small flask I will stop bleeding and the cuts will heal?" Fortu asks incredulously.

"yes fine sir and its good for other ailments too, wont do any good for your existing scars mind"

"how much then?" 

Posting Bonus Experience Total

Bonus experience for posting and comments on the Orange Inn community website.

(No points for anything on WhatsApp.)

Arrow: 4,400xp. Still 3rd level.

Fortu: 4,395xp. Still 3rd level.

Liga Burr: 4,325xp. Still 3rd level.

Will you go up at the end of this second session?

...

Unlikely.

;P

Game Date Nudge

Due to a just about averted game date disaster, we've pushed the game back by exactly twenty-four hours.

See everyone in England online at 9am on Sunday (morning) the 22nd.

See Scott in Australia online at 8pm on Sunday (evening) the 22nd.

Assif's the Tech-King in this group, so he can organise the Google-Meet invite.

:)

Second Session: 9am Saturday the 21st (8pm for Scott)

 Are you all still on for battling rats and hobbits hobos?

Aiming for a three hour session so that Assif can get his flu jab before 2pm and Scott can get to bed before midnight Oz time.

All the Stalls

Wandering around the fair, the four of you spot a few caravans that catch your eyes.
Standing proud amongst the mundane vendors such as 'Jon's Cheeses' and 'Pol's Pots and Pans' you notice 'Mergalf's Magical Travelling Emporium', 'Vitalli's Potent Potions' and 'Madam Megarna: Fortune Teller to Royalty'.
There are also several rides, Most of them are aimed at the children but the 'Big Wheel' is still very impressive. Standing at over thirty feet tall, it dominates the field. It takes you all a while to work out how it's powered, until you notice the halfling acrobats clambering all over it, using their own weight to keep it moving, speed it up and to slow it down. 

Tine's Wines

The fat and greasy vintner chortles to himself as his assistant loads his recently acquired bottles of white wine into his straw lined cart.
What a double stroke of luck!
Not only has he managed to buy sixty-one bottles of fine wine at half its market value from those naive adventurers but the news of Martha's death makes it twice as sweet.
An evil thought flits through his immoral mind...
Could he perhaps even buy Martha's vineyard?

Spider Murphey's Law

Lungs rasping, Spider Murphey finally halts his tree-top escape. He must be at least a mile from camp with no sounds of pursuit.

"That bastard Rifkin! The boys were right when they said I was being too soft. I just couldn't stand destroying that beautiful voice of his."

Swinging down from the lowest branches, he spits onto the leaf littered ground.

"I vow though, if we should meet again, I won't make that mistake a second time."