Skarpe RPG, Part 1

Andrina wished she could buy a musket, but they cost to much and they needed a licence. She ran her hand over the hilt of a sword, in was nicely made and she would have liked it, but she already had one...
"I wonder," she said to herself. She was good with swords, and she knew it, but she wasn't sure if she was good enough. She picked it up in her left hand, and made several slashes in the air.
"I do belive I could." She said, still speaking to herself. "Weild both."
She picked it up, and said to the goblin:"I want this one," she said, reaching into her pocket
 
The shop

"By all means, my dear," the goblin said. "Thirteen golden francs, if you please..."

This was almost all of Andrina's money - did she wish to go ahead with the transaction?
 
Dmitri glanced at Lupa, the only one of the three who had followed him. Keeping his voice low he spoke to her:

'I think it best that we speak with this goblin,' he said, subtly inclining his head toward the innkeeper,'You agree?'
 
The inn.

The innkeeper looked up with a thin smile. "Good morrow to you kind sir, ma'am," he said, greasily. "And what can I provide for you? We have the finest sweetmeats, fruits and insects, all the way from the Dark Empire itself. Or some goblin Absinthe, perhaps, if you have the constitution?"
 
Andrina sneared at the Goblin. "That's daylight robbery!" She growled, and hung it back in it's place. She pretended to look around a bit more, and then when the goblin's back was turned, she quickly and quietly lifted the sword down and slipped out the door.
When she was in the street she grinned. "Serve him right, filthy dog."
She glanced up at the other shops and then she went arround back of the inn and slipped the sword into a horses feed trough and covered it with hay. Then she went back to the front of the inn and went in the door.
Stealing came natrulaly to her...Not that she could remember why.
She could see Lupa and Dmitri talking to the inkeeper, so she went over to where the darts where being tossed into the piture.
 
'I'll take the absinthe,' he said. Deftly dipping into Lupa's belt pouch he removed a small coin and tossed it to the barkeep.

'That should cover it, I presume.'
 
The Shop

Ledra stared as Andrina took the sword from it's rack, and stepped out from the shop, as quickly as she could.

The storekeeper turned around, and opened his mouth to speak to Ledra. Then his eyes fell upon the empty rack where the sword had been.
"One minute, my dear," he said, politely, walking over to the counter. "I am shutting shop for just a moment," he continued, producing a musket from behind the counter. "You do know that goblins are renowned for being misers? Myself, I just think we're careful." He chuckled gently, before cocking the musket and stepping outside the shop, to scream the word 'theif' at the top of his lungs...

What did Ledra wish to do?
 
The Inn

"That will do niceley, sir," said the barkeep, handing over a glass of greenish liquid. Dmitri took a sip, and instantly regretted it. Goblin tastes were not the same as human ones, it seemed.
"Is there anything else you wish for?" the barkeep asked.

Meanwhile, Andrina stepped over to the picture-turned-dartboard, and looked up at the bullish man with interest. One of the goblins chuckled, and said to her, "Barka's mighty General Chuikov, self-proclaimed hero of the War of Leviboskov. Makes a fine dartboard as well." His companions cackled.

Suddenly, from outside, came the sounds of yelling and shouting.

The characters could either continue conversing, or could go to investigate the source of the noise, or any other action.
 
Andrina looked up, then glanced at the goblin.
"I...ummm...need to use the bathroom. Where is it?"
It was a lie, but she didn't want to get in trouble. If she could get out back, grab the sword and get out fast. She'd go back to the 'Three Feathers', say she'd left something in the room upstairs...Once up there she should be able to watch the comosian, safely. She hoped...
 
Dmitri attempted to casually place the mug back on the counter whilst keeping a straight face. The drink tasted awful and was burning the inside of his mouth like anything. He closed his eyes and swallowed, tightening every muscle in his face. He would not let Lupa think he could not handle his drink...

Slowly exhaling he opened his eyes. The barkeeper had something of a smirk on his face, which did not please Dmitri at all.

'Tell me, barkeep. How many rooms do you have booked, I was wondering if I might stay the night?'
 
Lupa disregarded the stolen coin, she could find revenge easily, he didnt know what or even who she was.

"Why so cold?" she asked him
 
Ledra was taken by surprise – she had not quite expected this. But she owed Andrina nothing; she would not be seen with her. She walked quickly to the inn, to join the other two.
 
"That is none of your business woman," Dmitri replied without turning to look at her. Then, addressing the barkeep he said, "I would like two rooms, one for me and one for the girl. She will pay."
 
"You dont have any money do you?" asked Lupa "In any case, its my buisness to know if you want food and lodging tonight seeing as how you dont have any money on your person." Lupa looked at him and crossed her arms. "Tell me who you are, what you want with us and never call me woman, my name is Lupa and you will adress me as such."
 
"Excuse me," Ledra said, apologetically. She walked over to Lupa. "Is Andrina a friend of yours?" she asked, in a low voice "She may be in need of some help."
 
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