[DnD] Crusader (GFF D&D Adventure 2)

"Where you fight shiny man? What you do with his body?"

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

"Who you work for?"

I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body?

Argumentus gathers all of his possessions, making sure to take the bounty notice, and leaves the warehouse to get the rest of the party to follow him back to Freeport. When he's out of Iggy's sight, he stows the broadsword in his pack and readies the warhammer. Even with his stunted sense of perception Argumentus knew the sword would draw unwanted attention.

I was speaking idiomatically.

After the Wizard and the Warlord are done dealing with their regulars, Argumentus leads the party to the HBA. The winding paths of Freeport are an oppressive maze in the steel trap of Argumentus's brain. Around every corner is the constant sense of watchful eyes boring a hole in his pack! FOUL ARTIFACT WOULD YOU KILL US!?

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

Originally Posted by Denicalis

"We've come to collect."

Argumentus immediately follows up this statement by producing the bounty notice. He hunches over the thing so that it can only be seen by the Drow.

Most amazing jew boots

Argumentus produces the sword from his pack and lays it down on the table. He keeps a firm grip on it so no one can take it away.

"Money."

What, you don't want my bikini-clad body?

Argumentus places one hand on the money, keeping the other on the sword.

"We trade."

He expects the hobgoblin to do the same to complete the transaction.

How ya doing, buddy?

Argumentus was facing a personal crisis of sorts. For years he had did the Argumentus way by crushing and punching things. It was fun, but his brief experience with the sword also appealed to him in a fundamental way. The dance of the arterial spray and the red gash of an open cut had their own appeal. Could he find a weapon to satiate his desire to crush and draw blood?

His eyes fell upon a frosted pick, and it was love at first sight.

Trade in hide armors and warhammer while purchasing the War Pick of Frost

Argumentus felt guilty using all of the ill-gotten gains for himself and gave the rest of his money to the whiny dwarf, knowing the paladin and cleric would have no use for blood money.

When Argumentus reaches the notice board, the idea of monster extermination in a cemetery sounds like something Lord Broden would do. Not learning from his mistake, he plants a greasy finger on the Hargast notice.

There's nowhere I can't reach.

The party seemed to have already reached a consensus, so Argumentus tears off the Hargast notice and begins to set off.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.