Over the past few weeks news of the war in the south has trickled in. Flab, a large city in southern Nlad, has fallen, but apparently at heavy cost to the armies of Mestom. The tower of Marmador remains isolated and under seige.
Ayazin, Mikodin and Sharone have finished their training. Kelar and Brennon are in the north with Leslie and her party.
Ayazin announces that he wishes to go off into the wilderness outside of Sandas to seek another animal to befriend.
Tabrina will be back to pick up the party on April 4th.
"Can someone do an identify on this crazy leather gear please?" asks Sharone.
Aldarin has some extra time, he will do so. "Would you like them identified while wearing them or not?
Jon adds, "While wearing them and can I watch?"
Aldarin replies, "I meant you would be doing the wearing, not me."
Sharone blushes.
"Gentlemen, you need a few nights in town with company more aligned to your urges. My favours are reserved for Idun and her minions," the very attractive red head grins at the two elves.
Sharone stays only a brief time, before returning to the temple of Idun, leaving the armour with Aldarin.
Ayazin also departs for the woods, as well.
Aldarin goes to his room in the inn to identify Brennon's dagger and Sharone's leathers...where no one can see him...
It is evening before Aldarin rejoins you.
Aldarin takes a seat. "Well, I could not determine anything about this dagger", he says as he places it on the table, "but I did find out that the halter top and shorts protect the user as well as a suit of scale mail would, and they also are rather comfortable," he finishes with a wink.
Beth takes the dagger. "Let me give it a try."
She takes the dagger and leaves.