#epiosde 14

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~Vox Machina walks the streets of Emon once more, after a session with the Council and the Sovereign of Tal'Dorei to decide the fate of the Horn of Orcus. Replenishment of the items used far beneath the Mines of Kraghammer is at the top of the party’s list, and they make their way to Avidar’s Promenade in the midafternoon under a warm sun, to a familiar, low but wide building.~

 “Oh. Oh. You’ve returned.”

“Gilmore.” Vax let his happiness to the see the other man hale(?) and well show in his voice. “You glorious bastard, how have you been?”

Vax simply arched his eyebrows and waited until Gilmore’s spluttered excuses were interrupted by Tiberius’ voice; Vax knew what he’d heard, and the Rogue was more that willing to wait until Gilmore stopped squirming and realize he was caught.

Gilmore gathered himself for a moment. “We have been doing marvelously; trade has opened up wide in Emon. We’ve had travellers from all over Tal'Dorei and beyond. It’s incredible.”

 “But yes; I’ve taken on two more Arcanists, and we’ve been in the process of designing some more interesting, wondrous items. We’ve stocked up on our available items; we’re doing quite well for ourselves.”

   “Very well,” Gilmore repeated. “Sherry!”