Gameplay 2 - Deranged Poisoner

The armorer obtains am apprentice from some where, and sets him to measuring Jhishma for plate armor.

He then nods at Grok's request, and finds a large axe made of some exotic alloy. He hands the weapon to the half-orc, asking him to check the weight and balance. Grok can tell immediately that the weapon is perfectly balanced and razor sharp. Greataxe +1

Kevin's request is met with a blank stare, but the chancellor behind you clears his throat. "I have just the thing. I'll go fetch it," he says and leaves. He returns shortly with a fur lined cloak. The quality is impeccable, and the clasp bears the Duke's own sigil, a sword over a reversed triangle. "I believe that the light will bring out another color that will subtly match your own clothing," the chancellor notes.

Eventually, the armorers assistant finishes measuring Jhishma, and the two of them scratch their heads for a few moments. They whisper back and forth a few times, but eventually figure out how to equip the dragonborn. Crates are opened, and pauldroons, breast plates, greaves, gauntlets, and other pieces are brought out and checked against the measurements. Leather straps are replaced on some of the pieces, and Jhishma's own under armor padded garment is strengthened by sewing on additions in certain areas. After an hour or so, Jhishma is equipped with a customized set of fullplate.

The most important part, obviously. :P

The war horn is no problem, and easily given to Jhishma. It is simple yet serviceable.

The armorer, having spent so much time outfitting Jhishma, will offer either a maul +1 or greatsword +1, but will keep the plate option open if Nar becomes more certain of his wants. He is clear that you'll just get one item of such high quality.

These weapons aren't magical, just extraordinary quality.

It's mid afternoon, so you have a few hours of daylight in which to travel.

Assuming Grok doesn't have any burning objections, perhaps high tea planned with the Duchess, you find yourselves back at the front gates. The heavy horse that the Duke's army so heavily relies are being ready for your excursion. Owen finds that his military rank holds much cache, and they give him one of the better saddles. Kelvin's cloak clasp, bearing the Duke's own sigil, also earns him the assumption that he is the head of the expedition, and they give him a hastily copied map of the area.

You're piled up with high energy oats, and plenty of water and food for yourselves for the next week. Your gear and provisions tied to the saddles, with waved farewells to the grateful villagers of Clover Grove, you head out onto the road back to that fated village, and beyond, into the Untamed Hills.