- Speed
- 30 ft
Base attributes
- Charisma
- 12
- Constitution
- 30
- Dexterity
- 15
- Intelligence
- 12
- Strength
- 18
- Wisdom
- 12
- "A fair reproach. Let me introduce myself: Maegar Varn, baron of these lands. I've been called here to help –
- "I know there's gloom in the air. – That's why we're here. To whom do I have the honor of speaking?"
- "Enough! Put your weapons away. No one is killing anyone. Forgive my companion, sir!"
- "Oh, come on now, don't be so dramatic. Monsters are a regular problem in such wild lands, but we've everythin
- "You're the ba – ! Oh, me and my big mouth! Well, Your Grace, blessings on you and your subjects. I shall hurr
- The middle-aged man is hastily packing his wares into his cart. His rugged face and sun-bleached hair show him
- "Farewell!"
- "Have a look. But please be quick. I'm trying to get away from here quick."
- The merchant puts away his weapon, mumbling something at you about the groaning gallows. His hand remains read
- The merchant turns pale and reaches for his weapon. "Don't you even try it! I'll kill you right where you stan
- "No, though I thank you very kindly. But I will try my luck somewhere far away from the Stolen Lands. This pla
- "I am Muan, a merchant of Brevoy. I thought I'd seek fortune in the new baronies – but so far I've met only da
- The merchant gathers his things. "Are you still here? Don't push your luck!"
