Dungeon Crawling, Round 1!

[Dracos]

"Hmm, did something happen?"

[Merc]

"Yup! Here Krog is!" Krog replies cheerfully, pointing his thumb at his chest.

[Anastasia]

Looking on with a raised eyebrow, "Now then...?" He looks pointedly at Krog again.

[Merc]

Krog blinks and looks over to Ayane, then at Lord German, then back at Ayane. He whispers to the girl, "Krog get feeling he forget something...not supposed forget..."

[Anastasia]

Lord German's eyebrow twitches, a few words murmured.  In Krog's mind, the following replays with startling, magical clarity:

...wait, what? No! That's not how it's supposed to go! NOOOOO! Krog realizes this with a start. At least the pain is gone now. Sure, he can't feel anything, see anything or hear anything. Hell, there's even a certain peacefulness to this whole 'dead' thing. This is kind of like being very dimly awake during a long nap, getting some good, old fashioned sleep. Maybe eternity won't be so bad once you get used to this?

"Oh, for fuck's sake..." A voice calls out, heard quite clearly by Krog. This voice sounds most flustered,  unbelievably irritated. "You died in the first area you explored of the first floor? How am I supposed to make money if that happens?" Lord German's voice sounds grumpy. "You know the girl with you is going to leave you to rot, most likely."

"Oh, for the fucking love of Tiamat and Bahamut's bastard children..." Lord German mutters in complete disbelief. "Look. I'll bring you back right now if you bring me that jewelled mace down here after? Got it? Just say yes, no more wonderings or IMAGES. Gaaaah!" You can hear a twitch in his voice, as if his body protests. "If you do that, you can do whatever you want. Just do it in the dungeon so I don't have to hear about it!"

[Dracos]

Ayane tapped her foot, watching the two and then going to Krog's cart, starting to separate out the loot into "Heavy" and "not so heavy"

After you pay the man, I welcome help to also do "magical and non magical

[Merc]

Krog blinks. "...wait! Krog...remember! Like happen... only five minutes ago or so!"

Let nothing be said about the fact that yes, it had happened only five minutes ago or so.

"King-man bring Krog back so friend Ayane no feel lonely!" Krog explains to Ayane, actually using her name for once, beaming with a toothy smile. "He nice man, only ask for mace thing lying namby pamby men want keep."

[Anastasia]

"Yes, yes. Friend, whatever, you two can figure it out in your room tonight. Just give me the mace already!" He looks between Krog and Ayane, shivers, and then waits.

[Dracos]

She lifted the mace.  "I never quite understood why folks used these.  It isn't like they particularly help at crushing armor or something," She commented as she handed it over.

[Anastasia]

"Ooooh..." Lord German rubs the mace against his cheek, sighing. "The gems inset, the wealth..." He sighs in contentment, "Oh yes, you're going to fit in just fine. I think I'll name you Philiptine."

[Dracos]

"...Well then," She put on a wide smile, avoiding commenting on the creepy man.  "We'll leave you two to your own."

She headed back to the treasure, looking over it.

Krog, share your magical insights plz =)

[Merc]

Krog scratches head, but shrugs. He's seen weirder hobbies.

The half-orc goes join Ayane to look over the loot, checking out what is available from what they grabbed off the dead soldiers, including the loudmouths and splatter fumbler. "How you want split?" Krog asks.

[Anastasia]

"Oooooh! That reminds me!" Lord German calls, "Do you need your looted gains identified?" His voice lightens up, "For a very reasonable price I can help you with that."

[Dracos]

"What reasonable price might that be?" Ayane glanced back over her shoulder.

[Anastasia]

"Oh, 200 GP or 10% of the item's total cost, whichever is lower. It's quite reasonable," Lord German's eyes flash gold as he looks on, "Unlike the always difficult games of dungeon shopkeeps - which I note you don't even know where one is yet - I guarantee 100% accurate results, no theft, and just the pure facts."