[pnpgm] Game Update #93 - Flie #373 - Mavac encountered
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HT Aliaver/Player DS Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex
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R1.John Haight.......HY..Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Alfar .. Ma
--.Tobie Bonahoom....YY..Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry.. Fe
R3.Mark Murtha.......HN..Kell..............Trader..Normal/Human....Ma
R1.David Sanders.....HN..Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human ..Ma
R4.J H Hooten........YN..Raban.Usherwood...Bard....Normal/Human....Ma
W4.Wout Broere.......YY..Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human ..Fe
R1 John.Stowman......YN..Will..............Hunter..Normal/Human....Ma
R4.Alex Koponen......YY..Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human ..Fe
-- Npc...............YY..Etain.............Teacher.Normal/Elf......Ma
Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Squirt (Ferret) Kell, Wolf - Will
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Game Update #94 in sequence (file #373)
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[Recap]
From Kiet: [Re: Actions]
Kiet considers what Etain has found in the scrolls. ....
Looking over to Z'leyra Kiet says, "This is probably a...
If Z'leyra agrees to go, Kiet intends to change his appearance
with an EL2 personal illusion, this time I think using the
wand. Something along the line of a mercenary soldier...grey
and brown clothes with Farseeker's face. Wouldn't want our
friends to not recognize me and mistake me for a threat! This
can be done on the way...not in the inn.
GM: Ack. Farseeker's face making him a reputation! :)
From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
Fremea would have said to get all information on this as they
can, so that the entire operation can be shutdown. So, they
would have been advised to capture and interrogate for more
info.
[Time: 8:26:41 am - Samma city, Donara]
Fremea sees one of the men that denied her freedom. ...
After he is down, she will tie him up and then get Raban inside
to help her take him to a different place, just in case others
are coming in. They will not go too far, but find some place
that does not have anyone in it.
She will ask where Grosis is and if he doesn't start to answer,
she will have Raban help get the answer out him.
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GEMS
As for all the small gems, Fremea had made it clear that they
would wait to sell them later. No use in showing their hand
there in town.
The large gems are temporary placement, only to help everyone
out for now, until this particular situation is done.
GM: Ack. All right. I'll save the gem info for later and place
in my notes directory. So we don't keep seeing them. Just
remind me when time to use/use them and I'll repost.
From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
"Sure, we can check it out." Z'leyra replies. She takes ...
GM: Ack.
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[New Stuff]
[Sepes 29th, 1634TH]
[Location: City of Samma, Donara]
[Fremea/Raban group]
[Time: 8:26:41 am - Samma city, Donara]
Fremea sees one of the men that denied her freedom. Before
her rage boils to the surface, she does a couple of the quick
breathing techniques she had been taught to calm herself. She
then takes a second to think and about the best thing to do and
decides that he could be very useful. She sneaks up on him as
she had been trained to do very well and knocks him out with just
the right pressure hits.
She thinks to herself, finally going to see how cowardly they
really are, and smiles.
The breathes does help but heck sometimes anger is just darn
good for some things. Like pain. Like intense pain on others.
She considers a simple stealth attack. But then thinks that
she wants some fun first. She removes her dress and unfurls her
wings. With the door still open she creeps out toward the man
with his back to her. She glances down to ensure there is no
loose looking boards. Then within a foot of the man she on
purpose flaps a wing causing air to blow forward and dousing
the candle the man is lighting.
This causes the man to grunt in annoyance and Fremea smiles.
Then Fremea just makes a very faint noise of a boot tap on the
floor. The man whirls around.
Fremea prepared does a spinning round house kick forcing the
man backwards against the table. The man grunts and looks at
Fremea for the first time. Realization dawns on the man and
the man fumbles for his dagger. But all it is a quick fumble.
Fremea stops forward and does a side slip tripping the man
with one of her boots. The man falls to his knees. Fremea
smiles and spins the dagger in her hand wanting to use the blade
point but decides the hilt is good for now. She slams the
hilt down onto the the man's side temple.
The man's eyes roll back in his head just as he realizes
that this is a very bad morning. He slumps back against the
table leg and falls to the ground.
Entering where the office was she grabs her bag and pulls
out the cord. After tying the man's hands and feet she
searches him. A small coin bag that she pockets. A small
pouch where some chewing paste that some chew around here
that looks like a camel ate it first and then spit out
five times. Some chips that look to be from gambling A
set of dice and cards. Nothing special more than that.
Fremea heads out to find Raban. As they return inside
she explains who the guy is and what her plan is. He
looks worried about leaving her in a dangerous situation.
But then realizes she can handle some things like this. But
if it was 5 or 6. He frowns and nods without saying anything.
"While outside I was looking around. There seems to be
warehouse about 5 stores down. It had boarded up windows
so probably unused. I can carry him and you to the roof.
Might as well do it without being seen or heard." The
giant then with ease picks up the 200 pound man and hauls
him outside.
Looking outside the back alley is clear. Fremea redons
her dress only to draw less attention. Course a flying
800 point giant might be a bit of a distraction. But the
famed winged demons of the forest won't be seen at least.
After a bit of distance Fremea climbs on the back of the
giant. She grunts that she should be able to fly but
the giant is being careful. But then again riding on the
back of her friend is a bit like old times. Something
she sees kids do with their dads. Something that she
wished she had done.
Raban takes a few steps and leaps. After about 5
quick seconds they land on the roof of the abandoned
warehouse. Raban plops the man down. Fremea removes
her dress again and waits for the man to wake. She
stares at the man for some time considering the best
ways to deal with him. Mostly in very bad and painful
ways.
Fremea hates the sun as all sun-shy but it seems to
warm her spirit. That she is finally doing something
right for a change. It is not hot as the temperature
is fairly cool but the clouds seem to dance for her
as she watches and waits.
[Time: 8:33:10 am - Samma city, Donara]
Finally the man wakes and Fremea stirs. She stands and
approaches. Fremea asks where Grosis is. The man seems
to be oblivious.
"Who?"
Fremea growls. She kicks the man in the side of the ribs.
he grunts but seems to take it in stride.
"I am a simple..," he coughs a bit, "business man."
Raban growls. Raban shows the man a iron bar 3 inches
thick and 8 inches long. A normal man would never even
affect it without others to help. But Raban grunts, more
for show than actual needing to grunt, and twists the iron
bar like its paper.
The man grins faintly and shakes his head. "I simply don't
understand what you are asking for."
Raban then grabs the man under his chin with just three
fingers and lifts him off his feet dangling in the air. The
man begins to choke and gag as the pressure of the man's
fingers press into his bottom mouth.
"You recognize her?" Raban tilts his head to Fremea. "If
so bat your eyes fast."
The man does this. "Good. Now let's not play games here.
Though I wouldn't mind seeing what would happen to you if
you are thrown off this second story roof. I say just a few
broken bones. But she thinks your spine will be broken. Should
we wager?"
The man begins to choke and gag as Raban moves toward the
edge of the roof. The man begins to flail his legs and try
to speak but is stopped by the position of his mouth being forced
closed.
"Oh? Last words? We aren't cruel monsters. Who in your
family should be alerted?" He drops the man and he rolls down
to the ground damaging his elbow and rolls toward the edge
of the roof.
The man begins to roll away from the edge and begins to
stutter. A moment later he speaks.
"Grosis...he changed his name. Seems he has ...issues
with others. He...is now called Torq." He tries to clear
his throat and spits out some blood and tooth from a crushed
tooth from the mouth crushed upwards by Raban.
The man looks at Fremea. "You....will let me leave alive
if I tell you?"
Fremea crosses her arms in disgust. The pathetic guy
betrays his own boss. So common for thugs. She shrugs
in a neutral state.
"She might but I might play twisty with that body. I
really need a decent back scratcher I could use. Maybe
one of those arms?" Raban steps forward a foot.
"Ok. Ok..ok...This time of morning he is at Camile's
place. It is a small lounge. He likes Camile and tries
to swoon her. But she ignores him. He tends to eat there
for another...30 minutes maybe an hour if she is especially
alert to his...charms."
The man gives directions. Fremea is uncertain to do
with the man. Kill him. Maybe just leave him tyed up
on the roof to fend off the birds.
[Time: 8:36:21 am - Samma city, Donara]
Fremea and Raban land on the street and being their
quick walk toward Camile's. Fremea can't help but
grinning at Raban. Who needs Kiet to convince a person.
Just have a large giant growl.
But as Raban walks a bit of sadness crosses his mind. He
cares for Fremea but to help the man. Was just slightly
wrong. Bards spread cheer and good will. Not many 8 foot
giant bards around. If others knew what he just did. He
frowns and looks at his hands. So dirty. But Fremea does
need to seek justice. If not for her then for others if
Gross or Torq these days, has more slaves to harm. Maybe
some time with Arawn for some atonement is in order.
[Time: 8:59:43 am - Samma city, Donara]
After some time the pair reaches Camile's. It looks like any
standard Tavern in any other city. But this one has closed
doors and closed windows.
Fremea stops to consider her options but realizes that Raban
continues toward the front door. Before she can stop him he
opens the door. Fremea shrugs knowing that sometimes a direct
approach works.
Fremea steps inside to hear. "Private pla-" Man stops when
he sees how large Raban stands. "Place...there is a nice
joint down the street."
A man half the size of Raban moves toward Raban. Inside
there are about 12 tables. About 8 are occupied but nicely
dressed men and women. Some are eating high priced foods
like rare birds it seems or the Fomorian eel cakes that seem
to be imported here. They all stare at the large man but
this gives Fremea time to search the room.
Then she spots him. About 25 feet away in the other side
of the room in the corner. A large man mostly of fat not
muscle sits at a table. To his left is a man who must be
his bodyguard. Fremea also sees to the right of that table
is another man who is glancing behind his shoulder. The
way they are acting the other man has to be a backup bodyguard.
It is unclear what weapons they may have since not seen from
the tables. Fremea is eating some roll up pastry of some sort
and looks at Raban. He doesn't notice Fremea at all. The
small girl rarely gets noticed.
Fremea frowns. A room full of people and two bodyguards.
There is also a bar wench and behind a bar to the right seems
to be Camile A older gal in her 40's who is now staring at
Raban as well. Only feet from the fat pig slaver and all
these innocent witnesses. If she took off her dress surely
she would be known by the scum instantly. The fat slug
might not see her in this way but could be just blinded
by foolish love.
Raban glances down at Fremea to see any sign of intent and
to get further orders.
[Time: 9:03:28 am - Samma city, Donara]
[Kell/Unali's group]
[Time: 8:13:10 am - Samma city, Donara]
Kell gives chase of the slaver-guard. He knows there are
corrupt officials. That is part of daily life. He even has
had to bribe a few in his life. He isn't sure which is worse
a corrupt city official or a merchant. He tends to think the
merchants are more vile.
Using the previous time in this area Kell and Unali waits for
the man to come this way. They wait in an alley but realize
it is broad daylight and chances are things could be seen.
But maybe Squirt can help. Squirt is not a great thinking
beast. But he knows some of the old tricks Kell and him have
done. One of the most fun tricks for the beast was the dodge
and distract. To the beast it was to simply climb a series of
stairs and then fall right on a man while Kell distracts him.
Using the fire escape wooden steps on the side of a building
Kell gestures to it and then makes gestures as if diving from
above. It takes almost two full minutes for Kell to make the
certain gestures. Finally Squirt seems to realize and scramble
up the wooden staircase.
Kell asks Unali to hide behind a large set of trash crates.
Then waits at the corner. Peering around the corner the slaver
is walking fast. Kell rounds the corner waving his arms.
"Help! Help! My wife was stabbed!" Kell quickly glances
around and sees about a half dozen others walking on this side
and the other side of the street. But they only glance over
briefly figuring some tourist in trouble. Once they see the
city guard they figure he can handle it and move on.
"Where?" Mavac rushes forward. He may be a slaver but
his duty has to be at least to show some duty to the city.
"This way!" Kell moves down the alley moving rather fast.
Just as Mavac passes near the staircase, Squirt dives on
the guard's head. The guard keeps his cool but tries to
claw at his head.
Kell turns around and rushes to the corner. Glancing up
and down the street no one is nearby and whistles.
At this point Squirt is grabbed by the man but Squirt begins
to bite his fingers.
Unali then slips behind him and knocks him out with a quick
show of her daggers.
[Time: 8:16:08 am - Samma city, Donara]
A few minutes later Kell and Unali look around at the
bound man. They removed his dagger and sword. Plus
the backup dagger in his boot and the spinning blade in
his back belt area. A paranoid man it seems.
Kell then looks around as they are now behind the street
side in the alley behind the buildings. "We need to stash
him for a bit."
Kell hadn't thought this far. He looks to Unali and
hopes she has an idea. Then Kell sees a wagon down the
alley about 500 feet behind some shop. He smiles and
heads that way. "Strip his uniform at least. No sign
of who he works for. I'll be back."
Nearing the wagon, Kell realizes the two horses are actually
mules. The owner must be cheap. A wagon with a nice cloth
and some pieces of wood. Probably a basic delivery wagon.
Stealing a wagon is not good for the city to stop looking
for him. He considers a illusion but merchants tend to
be strong willed folks. He knocks on the back door. Does
it a few times and then waits. Soon a man in his late 50s
opens the door and scowls.
"What?"
"Kind Sir. I am in need of some help. My friend down there."
He points down the way at Unali. "Her friend is sick and we
can't simply carry him to his house. Could I by chance rent
your wagon for..." He considers this a bit. "An hour or at
most two hours?"
"What?"
"I will pay good."
At that the man perks up. Kell and the man begin to haggle.
coins are mentioned as well as some other trade items that
Kell has. Finally items are exchanged. The man pockets the
items and shrugs.
Kell mounts the wagon and shows that his teamster skills
are still working. After all he has learned much from Kiet
on this regard.
[Time: 8:22:10 am - Samma city, Donara]
Unali watches the wagon pull up and smells the mules.
Disgusting animals. Both haul the man onto the wagon and
cover him up.
Both Kell mounts back up and Unali sits in back in case
he wakes up.
Kell starts to drive the smelly mules and considers where to
go in the daylight there is limited options. But if he could
get close to Kiet it might help. Then Kiet could use his skills
to get more information. So Kell decides to head toward the
tavern.
[Time: 8:41:19 am - Samma city, Donara]
Kell stops the wagon just outside the tavern and hops down. He
tells Unali to wait then enters. He finds Etain still over the
scrolls but now in a different spot. This time in a single
two chair table in the back away from the large crowd. But
this time he is alone. Etain doesn't notice him till he
taps him on the shoulder. Etain jumps slighty and then nods
when he sees Kell.
"Got him?" Etain asks.
Kell nods, "but we need a place for him." He speaks a bit
in a low voice "Where is Kiet?"
"With Z'leyra in search of the fence's house."
Kell nods. A bar wench passes by and he asks for a quick mug
of ale.
Etain considers this and realizes the man will need to be
interrogated. "Could take him upstairs. But I suppose there
is one place. A blacksmith friend helped me during some
rough times when I failed to locate...well we were drinking
buddies. He owns a barn that has no horses now due to hard
times. Tell him you need to use the barn. He owes me some
coin for another thing so he shouldn't charge. But he can
be trusted." He gives directions to Kell. "Tell him I sent
you. I can then send Kiet when he gets here."
Kell gets his mug and drinks it fast. He takes the parchment
of directions but recalls the words. A merchant who doesn't listen
is one that is cheated. Kell then heads to the door. Etain
watches him leave. Then Etain whispers to himself, "I hope he
can be trusted."
[Time: 9:03:38 am - Samma city, Donara]
Kell finds the blacksmith. It is a good place. It is on the
north end of a large field that may be used by kids but not
today. It is overgrown but the place is mostly quiet here
with the barn, blacksmith shop, small house and three other
houses that dot around the perimeter of the field but are spaced
about 500 feet from each other.
Kell meets the man in the shop. The man agrees since he did
owe Etain a favor and coins. "I'll leave you. I will not
ask questions. My son was part of the rebel group in Salaq.
So I have my issues with the government. Even if I don't
agree with both. But if you bring attention to my place. I
will not hide you from them."
Kell nods, "we prefer less attention ourselves. If this day
ends well we may reward you with much more than our thanks."
The man goes back to work while Unali and Kell hauls Mavac
inside the empty barn. Both secure him in place around a wall
section and gag him.
"Now we can wait or try to learn some stuff now? But I'm not
a skilled interrogator. " Kell can see Unali's face and
read her mind. "Can we trust him? I am sure as far as we
can Mavac quiet and get to notice us. Oh. I need to get
the wagon back. You'll be fine? I'll head back as soon as
I can."
[Time: 9:07:33 am - Samma city, Donara]
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[Kiet/Z'leyra/Etain's group]
[Time: 8:04:12 am - Samma city, Donara]
Kiet considers what Etain has found in the scrolls. Yes,
Ozon's property might indeed be rich, but the fact is that a
thief only gets a small percentage of the full value of what he
fences. The fence has the items and, technically, the full
value...or at least potential.
Looking over to Z'leyra Kiet says, "this is probably a mistake,
but maybe we should visit Bogan's place, or at least check it
out. It might be, um, an 'enriching' experience."
"Sure, we can check it out." Z'leyra replies. She takes off a
necklace to avoid accidentally dispelling Kiet's illusion.
Etain sighs, "I'll be here....reading...alone. I may be
done soon though. If so I'll head to my room to nap."
Exiting the tavern Corona flies overhead following the
the pair.
Soon a alley is found where Kiet changes his appearance. He
does not see a man behind a crate when he casts the illusion.
But the man peers with forehead and eyes at Kiet standing along
the wall. Then Kiet changes his appearance. The man blinks
a great deal and rubs his eyes. Then Kiet joins Z'leyra on the
street. Kiet can hear a bottle explode as if a bottle is
thrown to the ground. Kiet shrugs and heads on. The drunk moves
on vowing to stop that home brew!
[Time: 8:35:42 am - Samma city, Donara]
A half hour later the pair finally end up in the right area after
being lost twice and having to ask directions. The pair soon enter
a quiet neighborhood of middle to upper middle class homes. The
homes are spread part about 300 feet yard to yard on properties about
500 x 500 feet. When an average home might only be a tenth that in
property size it is clear these places are better off. Some
are two stories but there are about 15 holes on each side of the
street. Some kids are out playing. Some adults are out either
doing yard work or lounging around. The kids are probably not
in school yet at this age so at least no noisy kids to interfere
on the exploraton of Bogan's place.
At the end of one street based on the house numbers painting on
the fences the house near the end must be Bogan's. The pair
are now about 1500 feet away or about 3 houses. They pause and
look carefully. They see a group of folks outside of Bogan's
place on the street. Maybe half a dozen neighbors. Based on the
blue uniform of one man by them the city guard is here. A man
seems to be speaking to another female separately from the crowd
of neighbors.
Corona reports there is another one dressed like a city guard
seems to be patrolling the grounds now on the left side of the
house moving toward the back.
Bogan's place is two story and seems to have a decent attic as
well. Corona reports there is a small structure out back but
many homes in the area here have such. The place is surrounded
by a small wooden fence but bushes and shrubs block the left, back
and right side of the property. Only the front has more open views
while the other areas are blocked from neighbors it seems.
The pair consider their options Etain did mention if the
guards found Bogan's place they might be here. Informing
the people of his death. This also may explain why a crowd
may be outside. Rumors and such things spread fast. Maybe
the guard is questioning a wife or servant of the house?
So the pair can only assume either Bogan is found dead or
if not dead under arrest but that would make much less sense.
[Time: 8:40:21 am - Samma city, Donara]
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[Arawn/Will's group]
[Time: 8:05:03 am - Samma city, Donara]
At the green Lotus Shop Arawn does his best to look around as
if interested in items.
Sensing the woman's accumen Arawn gave her a smile and a
somewhat knowing look.
"My own schedule is a bit crazy at the moment but when I find
the time I'd love to return. And even if Avalos hasn't returned
by then I'm sure we can always work something out between
the two of us."
"True. True." The woman nods and goes to store some herbs
in a box for a pickup.
[Time: 8:29:16 am - Samma city, Donara]
Realizing the librarian had no clue as to what he was talking
about Arawn pointed out the passage in the book, asking if there
was a librarian present who was more familiar with the text. If
there is someone more knowledgeable Arawn will go over the
information in the book, letting the person know his goal of
finding the plant and learning how to handle it in better detail.
The librarian simply explains this is not a center of learning
not like Ticasi. She considers some books of the tribe but
may take some time. As to Ticasi she explains he would have
to go there to find info. She suggests the capital as well since
this not a major city of schooling.
Librarian looks at the book and nods. "A book that size would
take the scribe about 10 hours to copy. At least the one we
use here. Some others may take 2 days depending on skill. But
our scribe is quite good. Uusally that service is 2-3 copper for
that one book. But most nobles who pay for it do more but nothing
less than 2-3 copper."
The librarian goes off to find the book on the barbarian cultures
in the area. She dusts off a book and brings it. "Let's see
if this doesn't have it." She sifts through the pages. "Ahh..
That tribe in the book there was renamed it seems. Now they
are called the Goisni part of the Fierazi tribes." She looks
up at Arawn. "I believe they are in the north west of the Zen'da
tribes. So that makes sense. If they found the plant there
on the plains then they would be right there." She leaves the
book and dusts her hands off. "That it?"
Arawn looks the book over but it is a dry culture book and gives
nothing of great interest on anything that a culture expert
would love. Nothing on the plant.
[Time: 8:51:08 am - Samma city, Donara]
Arawn exits the library and heads toward the tavern.
[Time: 9:12:10 am - Samma city, Donara]
Will and Arawn arrive at the tavern. But they find none
there. Arawn heads upstairs and finds Etain in his room
laying the bed. Etain raises up but seems to not be
resting.
"Was just taking a break. Most of the scrolls were boring
useless stuff. I left just the business related ones for
later since they don't seem useful." Etain tells Arawn
as he yawns.
Arawn asks about Z'leyra.
"Went to find Bogan's place. I suspect they are there now."
[Time: 9:15:21 am - Samma city, Donara]
---Ending Time---
[Current time for each group]
[Time: 9:03:28 am - Samma city, Donara] - Fremea/Raban
[Time: 9:07:33 am - Samma city, Donara] - Kell/Unali
[Time: 8:40:21 am - Samma city, Donara] - Kiet/Z'leyra
[Time: 9:15:21 am - Samma city, Donara] - Arawn/Will
Actions? Comments?
Next Update...Monday...
GM: Delayed update. Got some last minute actions. Then ran
out of time. So sadly consider this the Friday update
since mid way already. But at least one update is
better than none. Keep in mind different times for
each group as above. This is so I can track of who
is where and if for example Arawn tries to track Raban
down he might ee too late or too early depending on the
time frame. Plenty for folks to do. Not much for
Will to do but it would be nice to have him along. :)
* Fremea what to do with the guy on the roof? Keep
tied up. Kill? Take back to ground? Then what
about the bar full of folks with your slaver pal?
* Arawn if translocate to Farm let me know when and
if take Will/Wolf with you.
* Kiet/Z'leyra - What now?
GM: This is last update for treasure. Since it has been
decided to deal with it later I'll save the gems and
picked gems to a file and store it. I'll remove
from the next update. The coins will be divided up
equally. The various options for donating or such
will be done at that time. Proceeds will be added to
your sheets for next update. So last chance to deal
with JUST the coin issue.
GM: Crud. Forgo to revamp the mana report. So noted for
next time.
GM: Tasks to do -
* Find mysterious Mage - Upcoming updates
* Sell loot if possible Upcoming Updates
GM: Suggested groups -
Find Fremea's slaver - Fremea, Raban
Town slavers - Kell, Unali
Find Moon Gort - Arawn, Will
Bogan scrolls - Kiet, Z'leyra, Etain
GM: Treasure
Item Claimed by
Meteorite [1] Z'leyra, Kiet
Ruby [2] Fremea, Arawn [2]
Diamond [1] Fremea
Turquoise [2]
Emerald [1]
Sapphire [1] Kiet
Tourmaline [1] Kiet, Arawn [1st]
Toadstone [1] Unali
Coins
Copper Coins - 117
Silver Coins - 367
Gold Coins - 256
Total - 293 GC 7 Silver
Player
Arawn Donates to girls
Fremea
Kell Donates half to girls, take half
Kiet Takes share or 1/3rd or 1/4th
Raban Donates to girls
Unali Takes share
Will
Z'leyra
Etain Donates to girls
* Gems
Ruby - 42
Diamond - 28
Turquoise - 25
Emeralds - 39
Sapphires - 17
Tourmaline - 34
Onyx - 2
Toadstone - 11
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