Merchant in Distress
- Speed
- 30 ft
Base attributes
- Charisma
- 8
- Constitution
- 12
- Dexterity
- 13
- Intelligence
- 10
- Strength
- 13
- Wisdom
- 9
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Starting equipment
- …and he falls to the ground awkwardly. Rubbing his shoulder and wincing, the merchant gets to his feet.
- The vendor screams, startled, and covers his head with his hands. After a moment, realizing he's been fooled,
- Suddenly you hear branches rustle and noise from the nearby bushes, becoming louder and louder.
- "Oh..." Man's face becomes paler with every passing second. "All right, Tamrath, pull yourself together… One…
- "Oh..." Man's face becomes paler with every passing second. "All right, Tamrath, pull yourself together… One…
- The stone flies straight and true and hits the vendor on the shoulder. With a scream, the man loses his balanc
- A stout middle-aged man is fighting to keep his balance on top of the creaking tower. He's terrified and sweat
- The vendor winces. "Temple of Solitary Contemplation."
- "For goodness sake, think faster!"
- "I'll pay, I'll give you everything I have, just get me down!"
- "Garland just couldn't stop rearing, he was so scared. And Avim couldn't take it anymore... he loved Garland s
- "You really mean it?!"
- …but the vendor proves too heavy, and you collapse on the ground with him. Despite the awkward landing, it loo
- Tamrath tries to steady himself and prepares to jump — as he does, the makeshift tower begins to sway dangerou
- The tower sways and starts to collapse. Crates and barrels tumble down, shattering and scattering their conten
- Tumbling through the air, the vendor hits the ground, landing on his elbow with a crack.
- "You could have helped me down more gently... though beggars can't be choosers! Gods be witness, I'm luckier t
- The vendor dodges your badly-aimed throw and manages to keep his balance on the top of the tower. His eyes are
- "Long story short, Avim broke free and tried to drive the fey away. That's when Garland fled. The fey were rea
- "Don't go! Please, don't leave me alone here!"
- "Of course. I'm Tamrath, from Galt, and I make my living selling paints — I buy them in the city and then trav
- "They started to rummage through the cart. Then... I could scarcely believe it... they began building this rid
- Deathly-pale and horrified, the vendor gets to his feet and stands silently, staring at his shoulder that now
- Tamrath smiles uncertainly. "You see, all my goods were shrunk with the cart... but if you help me dispel the
- …and you succeed. Struggling with the effort, you set the vendor on the ground as best as you can.
- "Abadar be praised, finally!"
- "I'm Tamrath, a paint vendor! I'll be happy to tell you the story of my life after you help me down!"
- "Damned fey and their pranks, that's what happened! They sprang from the woods, hexed my horse and cart, kille
- "Thank the gods, I'm saved! Thank you, too! If only poor Avim was as lucky..." The vendor throws a glance at t
- "What are you doing? Don't! AAAAA!"
- "I was carrying my wares to the neighboring village. I've heard strange stories of odd happenings on this road
- Tamrath tries to steady himself and prepares to jump — as he does, the makeshift tower begins to sway dangerou