Echoes in the Crest

Greenmages Charms and Spellcraft Beast repel - 2 WC Repels any wild beasts in a 500m radius. 5 uses. Lure - 2 WC Attracts any wild bests in a 500m radius. 5 uses. Health potion - 2 WC Restores 5 health. Simple water rune - 3 WC Upon activation, causes the wearer's body and clothing to repel water for 1 hour. 8 uses. Truthstone - 1 BC Glows bright blue when someone tells a lie. Only works while being held by its owner. Uses 1 point of energy every 5 minutes. Stealth rune - 1 BC Upon activation, causes the wearer to become entirely invisible. Uses 2 points of energy at a time. Glamour - 3 BC Upon activation, can change the wearer into whatever form they choose, up to 50% larger than the wearer's original body. Lasts 12 hours at a time. Uses 1 point of energy every 4 hours. 

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[1]

The spectacles immediately catch your eye, so you pick those out alongside a simple cloak to protect you from the elements. You cast a longing glance at the hair ribbons, but you want to see what's in stock at the other stores first. "Four wood crests, if you please," Rudy grunts, and you fish them out of your satchel, placing them on the table. Seemingly satisfied, the shopkeeper hands you your folded cloak and your spectacles. You shove them into your bag. [SPECTACLES added to inventory.] [CLOAK added to inventory.] You now have 5 BC and 5 WC.

(id: olvir, a short man with long ears and a long tail that has a tuft of dark hair on the end, gazes wistfully at some ribbons tied up into a neat loop. they are displayed on the top level a duel-tiered market stall, alongside some shirts. in the background is another market stall. end id)

[2]

A look over your shoulder informs you that the charms stall is manned once again, and you rush over there, excited to greet the owner. She sees you coming and smiles, rolling her eyes. "You're not off already?" she remarks wryly. "Changed your mind, I suppose." "I was born late in the day," you reply gravely, and she nods with mock solemnity. "A tragedy, I'm sure," she says, making no effort to hide the grin on her face. "What do you want from me, guy?" "Oh, just your price list, please, Ivanna," you casually respond. She gives you a long look. "Alright," she finally says, pushing a carved piece of wood toward you. Her stock is engraved on it with glowing gold text.

Rudy's Apparel Spectacles - 1 WC A pair of goggles charmed to fix any vision problems the wearer may have. Hair ribbons - 1 WC Set of 4 thin, silky ribbons. Scarf - 2 WC Warm knitted wool scarf. Simple shirt - 3 WC A simple shirt made of porous material. Simple pants - 3 WC Simple pants, woven from breathable fabric. Hooded cloak - 3 WC Long, dark cloak made of crocodile leather. Fur-lined hooded cloak - 5 WC A crocodile leather cloak with a warm fur lining.

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[1]

>lets take a look at that scroll >What's special about the satchel?

A while ago, you nabbed a map from the town hall of the Western Stormcoast - the area you're smack-bang in the middle of, and eager to get lost in. You've been unfurling it so often that the ribbon has worn a little, so it keeps opening up of its own volition in your satchel. This satchel is the one bit of magic you've been unequivocally allowed to keep. It's charmed so that it's thrice as big on the inside, while the weight of all the objects inside is halved.

(id: a map and a satchel on a light background. the map is curled slightly and the ribbon that once held it closed is now loose on either side of it. while the outline of a coast is visible, nothing else is discernible. the satchel is open, its inside sparkling. end id)

[2]

>How much is a lucky charm worth?

As for the lucky charm, it's worth too much to sell. You'd never part with it, anyway. You've had it since you were six years old, and you're certainly not about to let go of it now.

(id: the inside of the satchel. a frog skull rests atop some miscellaneous items. it has a crack going from the left eye socket all the way up to its forehead. end id)

[3]

You give the map a final once-over, feeling your excitement and impatience building again. You still haven't decided where you'll go first. It's what makes it so thrilling. Grinning to yourself, you roll it up again and tie it, placing it carefully in your satchel.

(id: a map, with a key on the right side of it. it’s labelled “Western Stormcoast” in cursive. the map displays the partial coast of a large continent, with three large rivers and two small ones extending within it. the following city and town labels are in accordance with the key: Marge (on the coast, in shrub/bush land), Shin Da (inland beside a small river, wetland), Sevand (inland, grass/prarie), Slillituph (by a large river, wetland), Tarnano (inland, rainforest), Nagis (inland and on the shore of a large river, brush/scrub), Pirkuss (between mountains and tundra and by a large river. end id)

[4]

>check out the middle stall! >stall full of shiny things

Whoever's managing the charms stall seems to have ducked out for a minute, so you wander over to the middle stall and get the attention of the shopkeeper, who reacts with surprise when he sees you. "Afternoon, Olvir," he says, placing his hands squarely on the table and looking at you with some suspicion. "I thought you'd be gone the moment you officially turned twenty." "Still an hour to go, Rudy," you reply, a little nervous. "Can I see your price list?" Rudy's eyes narrow. "You got anything for me in return?" "Bone and wood crests." He gives you a distrustful look, and you shrug. "I've been working hard!" "Don't touch what you're not buying," Rudy grumbles, fishing out a piece of paper from behind his stall. You take it from him and squint down at the page.

[1]

STATUS Name: Olvir Species: Lop Subtype: Mirelop Location: Shin Da Energy: 6/6 Health: 10/10 Mood: Impatient

FEATURES - A little short-sighted - Adored by old people - Great handyman Nosy

(id: Olvir, a short man with dark hair, a tail with a dark hair tuft, and simple clothing, is standing up straight on a background-less page. The text detailed above is hand-written next to him. end id)

[2]

INVENTORY

(1) Charmed satchel (10) Basic rations (5) Bone crests (9) Wooden crests (1) Small hammer (1) Stormcoast map (1) Bedroll (1) Lucky charm

[1]

It's humid today, and the river's flow toward the sea feels more sluggish than usual.

Your name is Olvir. You're a mirelop. And today, after 20 years, you're finally going to leave your tiny swamp town. You're going to learn magic.

[id: a short man, Olvir, leans his back against a sloping wooden bridge, looking up at the sky over his shoulder. he has dark fluffy hair just past his ears, parted to the right with the fringe falling over his face. he also has a long tail with a tuft of hair at the end. he is wearing a cropped tank and a pair of woven shorts, as well as a pair of ankle-length boots. he looks a little impatient.

the bridge extends over a flowing river, with a bank beyond where wetland plants and trees abound.]

[2]

You've spent the last several months carefully preparing for this, trading this and that for more valuable items until you finally got enough to buy yourself some more useful stuff. After all, you're coming of age. No-one's expected to look out for you anymore. And you're determined not to let them.

There's an hour left before you can leave town.

[id: Olvir in the process of standing up. he is lifting a satchel with visible stitches on the side. his eyes are closed, as though he’s mid-sigh.]

[3]

The town square is still open, though it's quiet. You've got enough currency to get something from each of the stalls, if you choose.