The Crucible Campaign

25: City of Chains

.^^ City View ^^

— Cassidy—

As we entered the ostentatious golden gate, I was shocked to see that nearly every building in the city was made of pure gold. As far as the eye could see, every building was made of gold, in copious amounts. It wasn't until I got closer that I felt the little golden dragon growl, and one of the buildings flickered, turning brass for a moment.

I chuckled. "Ahh, the illusion of Money... anyway! According to what you told us while we were in that stupid line, we're at the Gate of Eternal Sun, and therefore near the Rookery, as well as The Pipe, or Kalian Market. Is that where we can get everything we need, or are we going to have to deal with... this?" I nodded at the Slaves walking around us, downtrodden and morose. It was majorly depressing.

Glade nodded. "Yes, we can find everything on the list in the Pipe. I still have a good bit of goods to trade, so most likely, money won't be necessary. But we don't have much time, considering all that needs to be done, so let's be off!" He started walking, forcing a jolly smile, and I hummed, following.

I noticed Karon, staring at the Slaves and wringing her hands on her bow, and slung an arm over her casually, directing her view forward. "Unless you want to challenge this entire city, there's nothing we can do about this problem. Keep your mouth shut and your eyes forward, and we'll be out of here and back where things make sense, soon enough."

She frowned, but nodded slowly. "I understand."

"Good! Now for this list, Sandy, where do we start?" I asked.

The market was a thriving, pulsing Sea of people, so full that it was almost shoulder to shoulder, as some points, but my glare had people staying out of arm's reach of me at all times.

My group huddled around me, as Tommy and I parted the sea and approached the first store we needed, a small merchant stall with bronze accents around the wood. I hummed, and realized this was the more affluent of these stalls, as wood was rare in a realm made of lava.

When we approached, and people got out of our way, the man behind the counter smiled, his lava-encrusted skin crackling slightly like a fireplace. "Ah, welcome! How can Abisin help you today?" He asked in Sylvan, which we all understood.

"I am searching for trade, good merchant! These are branches from the MoonBrush!" Glade placed a small branch covered in leaves onto the empty part of the counter.

The Efreeti hummed, and examined them for a moment. "Yes... seven Noble Silver."

Glade nodded, and set a Satchel of them on the counter. "Twelve of them would be 84 then, yes?"

"Indeed. And do you wish to buy, as well?" The creature inquired.

"Yes, I need some of your ingredients, specifically Ogre's Teeth and Pixie Wings?" He read off the list, and showed the list to the merchant.

"Hmm... I can get you those, as well as Ogden's Sorrow, that's easy enough. Khazalik Tears I could handle within... maybe a week?" He hummed.

"No, I'll stick with what you have in stock today." Glade shook his head sternly.

"Alright... Hmm... yes, I have many of these things, or know where you can get them. Price for these amounts... 400 Silver nobles for all except Khazilik Tears. Those would be a gold a piece, if you went to Bhentha, she has some in stock that no one will buy. Cursed objects are rarely good sales." He pointed at an Earth genaasi, a few stalls down.

"400? Alright, how about... this? A Wand of Fireballs." He produces a small red wand, and set it next to the branches he'd pulled out of his Satchel, then sling the Satchel back around his neck.